<?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-4068050126436087217</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:27:24.280-05:00</updated><category term='Papoute'/><category term='Daddy is losing it'/><category term='Mommy is losing it'/><category term='Little craziness'/><category term='About Daddy'/><category term='Video'/><category term='Portfolio'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Reflections'/><category term='Gifts'/><category term='Oh my god'/><title type='text'>Kaylie's journey</title><subtitle type='html'>Where zen is my middle name.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-3787239865320670127</id><published>2009-04-28T16:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T16:47:50.223-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh my god'/><title type='text'>La vision qui prend l'champ</title><content type='html'>Le bâton Clearblue disait vrai, mais ça a quand même chié.  Ça'a finni en grossesse arrêté à 8 semaines.  Ce qui rend la chose encore plus dégeu, c'est qu'on l'a su à la 12ième semaine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On s'était tappé un beau voyage au Mexique pendant la 11ième semaine et la madamme s'est retenu de boire toute la semaine...  Ostiiiii! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tout cela est de l'histoire ancienne.  Maintenant on est 3 et ce sera ainsi jusqu'a temps que la Chine se déniaise, en espérant qu'on perde pas patience et qu'on canne tout l'process.   À moin que...  En t k, on verra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-3787239865320670127?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/3787239865320670127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=3787239865320670127' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/3787239865320670127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/3787239865320670127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2009/04/la-vision-qui-prend-lchamp.html' title='La vision qui prend l&apos;champ'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-6225489050002472603</id><published>2008-11-14T14:51:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T18:46:25.282-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Daddy'/><title type='text'>Ma vision</title><content type='html'>J'avais une vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma femme, moi et deux enfants dans un SUV. On s'en va à l'aéroport. Les enfants sont excités comme sans lendamains. Ils savent que demain, ils vont voir Mickey et Blanche Neige et tout plein de personnages partout. Bébé ira se promener avec maman et la plus grande ira avec papa pour faire des rides. On est 4. On voyage a 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma vision. Deux enfants. Pas plus. Pour l'instant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est pour cette raison que ce blog va rester mort pour la prochaine année, après quoi le projet d'adoption risque de se terminer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Je veux préciser que je ne disparait pas, je serai ici:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zulumika.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://zulumika.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-6225489050002472603?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/6225489050002472603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=6225489050002472603' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6225489050002472603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6225489050002472603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/11/ma-vision.html' title='Ma vision'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-5482049420951291144</id><published>2008-11-02T13:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T13:49:30.208-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh my god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papoute'/><title type='text'>Encore?</title><content type='html'>J'ai tu vraiment besoin d'en rajouter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FcjnvrsU4xuy2-SBOKay1A?authkey=PGlOy28XgW0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EoGvxlZspdY/SQ3y00clt6I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/FdHuF27HHS0/s400/bebe2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/zulumika/ZulumikaCoSDestinations?authkey=PGlOy28XgW0"&gt;Zulumika &amp;amp; Co.&amp;#39;s Destinations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-5482049420951291144?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/5482049420951291144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=5482049420951291144' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5482049420951291144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5482049420951291144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/11/encore.html' title='Encore?'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EoGvxlZspdY/SQ3y00clt6I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/FdHuF27HHS0/s72-c/bebe2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-9133370818112652842</id><published>2008-07-08T20:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T20:34:12.616-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh my god'/><title type='text'>The symbol of peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/SHQHEaVo3nI/AAAAAAAAANM/lGPtu3OQzPw/s1600-h/IMG_0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/SHQHEaVo3nI/AAAAAAAAANM/lGPtu3OQzPw/s400/IMG_0270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220805640400199282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai maintenant une petite soeur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxanne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comme maman et papa sont claqués solide, ils vont vous donner les détails dans les prochains jours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-9133370818112652842?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/9133370818112652842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=9133370818112652842' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/9133370818112652842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/9133370818112652842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/07/symbol-of-peace.html' title='The symbol of peace'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/SHQHEaVo3nI/AAAAAAAAANM/lGPtu3OQzPw/s72-c/IMG_0270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-8961675737960466419</id><published>2008-04-01T13:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T14:06:18.192-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little craziness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Daddy'/><title type='text'>The Spermogram</title><content type='html'>Ça rappèle des souvenirs à papa ça...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Histoire de tuyauterie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il était 8h30, on était trois hommes dans le corridor vert-malade de l’hôpital devant une porte fermée. Sur cette porte, un mot terrifiant : Spermogramme. Aux regards rivés au plancher, il était facile de comprendre que tous avaient hâte de partir. Mais avant de partir, il fallait venir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nul ne fraternisait avec son voisin sinon silencieusement. On ne savait que trop bien ce que chacun venait faire ici, et on évitait de trop y penser. Quand la poignée de la porte a tourné, on a tous retenu notre souffle. Une personne s’est présentée dans le cadre de la porte. Je dis une personne car il était impossible de savoir si c’était un homme ou une femme qui se tenait debout dans ce sarreau trop grand. Les yeux disaient femme, les cheveux disaient homme, la voix ne disait rien, le porte-nom, pour nous éclairer, disait Claude Labri. Claude. Pourquoi pas Alex ou Fred tant qu’à y être?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La personne m’a pointé d’interrogation du bout de son crayon : suivant? Je me suis demandé ce que le premier pouvait bien suivre mais je me suis contenté de me lever, obéissant, et en m’approchant, j’ai récité mon nom comme un enfant coupable. Claude m’a donné un pot transparent grand comme une chaudière et m’a dirigé vers la première porte à droite dans le prochain corridor à gauche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J’ai marché d’un pas faussement assuré, m’imaginant déjà dans un cubicule impersonnel entouré de quelques revues usées. Quelle ne fut pas ma surprise de me retrouver dans une simple toilette publique tout juste assez grande pour s’y tenir debout. Pour toute inspiration, un lavabo et une cuvette. Pas même un catalogue Sears. Comme je ne suis pas du genre à m’extasier dans la section plomberie de la quincaillerie du coin, et que le souvenir de Claude dans son sarreau ne m’aidait en rien, je savais que les prochaines minutes passeraient mollement…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Une éternité plus tard, j’ai remis à Claude une quantité incroyablement insignifiante d’effort imaginatif au fond de mon bocal. La personne a pris le contenant et, pointant du menton la toilette publique où s’évertuait maintenant un de mes silencieux confrères de tout à l’heure, elle m’a dit, entre empathie et amusement : Terrible, hein?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne désirant aucunement parler de quelque robinetterie que ce soit avec Claude, je choisis la fuite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J’avouerai cependant que depuis ce jour, quand je m’ennuie, j’ai tendance à aller flatter la porcelaine blanche de ma salle de bain…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Source : &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://demetan.blogspot.com/2008/03/histoire-de-tuyauterie.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Demetan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce pauvre homme...  Il aurait dû choisir la clinique Ovo.  Au moin, papa avait Cindy et Roxxxy pour lui tenir compagnie pendant le remplissage.  Non, ce n'était pas des jumelles mais elle était quand même très gentilles!  Merci les filles, il n'aurait pas été capable sans vous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-8961675737960466419?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/8961675737960466419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=8961675737960466419' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8961675737960466419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8961675737960466419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/04/spermogram.html' title='The Spermogram'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-8865918470119964188</id><published>2008-03-12T20:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T21:28:56.391-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portfolio'/><title type='text'>The Portfolio (2)</title><content type='html'>Papa relance l'offre puisque dans 4 mois, il sera en "congé".  Bon, un genre de congé de 5 semaines et encore plus de congé quelques mois plus tard...  Dans à peu près 16 semaines, petite Morganne va faire son entrée en grande pompe et comme elle dormira une partie de ses journées, papa va faire du montage video...  Si petite Morganne le veut bien...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donc ceux et celles qui ont des photos et des videos à montrer au monde, papa vous fait un montage dvd gratos avec menu et toute la patante.  La condition, c'est que le video va faire partie de son portfolio, publique, sur internet.  Si ça vous dit, envoyez un mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:zulumika@gmail.com"&gt;zulumika@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-8865918470119964188?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/8865918470119964188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=8865918470119964188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8865918470119964188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8865918470119964188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/03/portfolio-2.html' title='The Portfolio (2)'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-2881493106945296525</id><published>2008-03-01T16:29:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T18:22:33.409-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portfolio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>The China Portrait (video)</title><content type='html'>Entre 2 verres d'antioxidants, papa se demandait comment allait &lt;a href="http://www.notrepetitgrainderiz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Patricia&lt;/a&gt;.  Ça fait quand même un bout qu'on n'a pas eu de nouvelles; j'imagine que le petit hamster spine encore beaucoup dans sa roue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Prend le temps qu'y faut, chère.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa, pendant ce temps là, fait des back-ups de ses videos.  Le serveur Stage6 est fermé kapout et donc, faut tout uploader sur un nouveau serveur.  Il en a donc profité pour vous partager le video &lt;a href="http://notrepetitgrainderiz.blogspot.com/2008/01/lumires-papa-kaylie-et-bai-jia-bei.html"&gt;PIF&lt;/a&gt; qu'il a fait pour Rosemarie et sa famille.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;(en passant là, l'expression "cheers", ça appartiens à papa!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Y'a un petit extra 40 secondes après le générique...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="500" height="365" data="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=742891&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color="&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="best" /&gt; &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt; &lt;param name="scale" value="showAll" /&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=742891&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/742891/l:embed_742891"&gt;Portraits de Chine&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/user367089/l:embed_742891"&gt;Papa Kaylie&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/l:embed_742891"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-2881493106945296525?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/2881493106945296525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=2881493106945296525' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/2881493106945296525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/2881493106945296525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/03/china-portrait-video.html' title='The China Portrait (video)'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-9153212308978904401</id><published>2008-02-29T08:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T17:52:45.702-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy is losing it'/><title type='text'>The AEC debate</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Comment brasser de la marde 101&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Par rapport au post "le ciel nous est tombé sur la tête" de Anne dans le forum &lt;a href="http://fr.groups.yahoo.com/group/AdopterEnChine/"&gt;AEC&lt;/a&gt;.  C'est comme une petite guéguerre de madamme sacoche qui s'osstine sur un sujet assez heavy, pis finalement, ça mène vraiment nul part.  &lt;em&gt;"This shit is going nowhere fast!"&lt;/em&gt;  Papa est ben tanné de lire ça et va fort probablement "canner" ça dans les vidanges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comme si enfanter soit même était mieux que d'adopter.  Comme si on pouvait être enceinte du &lt;em&gt;coeur&lt;/em&gt; pendant 2-3 ans et là tout d'un coup, toute sacrer ça là parce que on est enceinte du &lt;em&gt;corps&lt;/em&gt;.  Comme si...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben quand tu ne sais pas de quoi tu parles, TU FARME TA YEULE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa a la chance de faire les 2, bio et adopté et y'a pas un qui est plus important, plus le fun, plus noble, plus hot que l'autre.  2 enfants égale.  Différent mais ÉGALE!  C'TU ASSEZ CLAIR?!!  Y'A TU D'AUTRES QUESTIONS?!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-9153212308978904401?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/9153212308978904401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=9153212308978904401' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/9153212308978904401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/9153212308978904401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/02/aec-debate.html' title='The AEC debate'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-8283881433574937445</id><published>2008-02-25T09:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T17:51:51.699-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little craziness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Daddy'/><title type='text'>Je privatise mon blog!</title><content type='html'>Ouin, je privatise mon blog puisque j'suis ben mêlé en ce moment, je ne sais plus où m'orienter, la grande confusion règne et je ne comprend plus rien dans la vie ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEH!!  C'est même pas vrai - j'niaise! (*clin d'oeil à Anik)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je prend juste un break puisque papa est un brin tanné de tapper "à la 3ieme personne" dans mon blog et donc, il va maintenant tapper dans le sien:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zulumika.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://zulumika.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et comme la petite Morganne s'en vient à grande course, c'est plus ou moin approprié de mettre tous ces là détails ici.  Ce blog va rester ouvert, ne vous en faites pas, mais notez que les diverses frasques et multiples tergiversations dont vous semblez appréciez ne s'arrêterons pas; ça va juste empirer...  Avec une pincée de croustillant: au yabe la censure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-8283881433574937445?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/8283881433574937445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=8283881433574937445' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8283881433574937445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8283881433574937445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/02/je-privatise-mon-blog.html' title='Je privatise mon blog!'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-6036724982450303911</id><published>2008-02-20T12:22:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T12:47:21.767-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh my god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little craziness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gifts'/><title type='text'>The evening with Hilary Hahn</title><content type='html'>Papa a un rendez-vous dans quelques mois.  Un rendez-vous galant à Syracuse imaginez-vous!  Il a pris 2 jours de congé juste pour aller voir cette fille!  Va falloir s'abiller chic.  La fille, elle s'appèle Hilary.  Hoa... Faite-vous en pas, maman est au courrant!  En faite, c'est maman qui a organisé la rencontre...  Ils vont y aller ensemble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R7xkHxyJRWI/AAAAAAAAAM0/xE9fTduH4OY/s1600-h/Hilary+Hahn+arty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R7xkHxyJRWI/AAAAAAAAAM0/xE9fTduH4OY/s400/Hilary+Hahn+arty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169116557100008802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Les billets sont achetés.  Un beau cadeau de fête pour les 32 ans de papa.  Il est fou comme un balais!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R7xkixyJRXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/8XTBJ5bY5Kk/s1600-h/hilary_hahn_photo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R7xkixyJRXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/8XTBJ5bY5Kk/s200/hilary_hahn_photo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169117020956476786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Bon faut mettre au clair qu'il ne la rencontrera pas personellement, mais quand même...  Ça va être tout un show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R7xksRyJRYI/AAAAAAAAANE/kZmjji68uXg/s1600-h/HilaryHahnresizedviolin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R7xksRyJRYI/AAAAAAAAANE/kZmjji68uXg/s200/HilaryHahnresizedviolin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169117184165234050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le 5 mai à &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Syracuse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PROKOFIEV  &lt;em&gt;Lieutenant Kije&lt;/em&gt; Suite&lt;br /&gt;TCHAIKOVSKY  &lt;em&gt;Capriccio Italien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;PAGANINI  Violin Concerto No. 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.syracusesymphony.org/concerts/calendar.aspx?day=5/5/2008"&gt;http://www.syracusesymphony.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&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/4068050126436087217-6036724982450303911?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/6036724982450303911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=6036724982450303911' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6036724982450303911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6036724982450303911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/02/evening-with-hilary-hahn.html' title='The evening with Hilary Hahn'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R7xkHxyJRWI/AAAAAAAAAM0/xE9fTduH4OY/s72-c/Hilary+Hahn+arty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-246454710511378378</id><published>2008-02-20T09:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T09:17:10.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Name (c'est une fille)</title><content type='html'>Vous aviez raison (pour la plupart), c'est une fille.  Maman et papa sont encore pris entre 2 noms.  Provisoirement, elle s'appèle Morganne, mais peut-être Elisabeth si ça fite pas à la naissance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On va probablement en faire une artiste:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.morganne-forever.com/"&gt;http://www.morganne-forever.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://morganne.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://morganne.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.morganne.com/"&gt;http://www.morganne.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-246454710511378378?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/246454710511378378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=246454710511378378' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/246454710511378378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/246454710511378378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/02/name-cest-une-fille.html' title='The Name (c&apos;est une fille)'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-8166966879420051743</id><published>2008-02-18T13:37:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T14:00:37.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gender (part two)</title><content type='html'>Echo #2 de maman. Aujourd'hui, on a sû le sexe.&lt;br /&gt;Oui, on l'à sû! Mais, on vous  l'dit pas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R7nU4hyJRVI/AAAAAAAAAMs/VuzLIimViPs/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R7nU4hyJRVI/AAAAAAAAAMs/VuzLIimViPs/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168396114990810450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R7nU1hyJRUI/AAAAAAAAAMk/NcitxzrI9VA/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R7nU1hyJRUI/AAAAAAAAAMk/NcitxzrI9VA/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168396063451202882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R7nUxByJRTI/AAAAAAAAAMc/uLfoeA1N5a4/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R7nUxByJRTI/AAAAAAAAAMc/uLfoeA1N5a4/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168395986141791538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un gars ou une fille, selon vous?  On le voit dans cette 3ième image (pour ceux qui savent lire une écho)...  La réponse dans quelques jours...  ;o)&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-8166966879420051743?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/8166966879420051743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=8166966879420051743' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8166966879420051743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8166966879420051743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/02/gender-part-two.html' title='The Gender (part two)'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R7nU4hyJRVI/AAAAAAAAAMs/VuzLIimViPs/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-2407167587160403156</id><published>2008-02-14T10:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T13:28:04.691-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>The Privacy Argument</title><content type='html'>'Fallait ben que papa s'en mêle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben, en faite, y'avait juste une petit commentaire face à ça; face à tous ceux qui se demande s'ils devraient bloguer publique ou privé.  On dirait Philippe Couillard qui se demande: système de santé publique ou privé...  Ehhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il voulait que les gens sache qu'il a environs 15 blogs. &lt;br /&gt;Eh oui, papa alimente à peu près 15 blogs.  Shit... Méchant fou hein?!  Il aime partager ses idées et réflexions sur le web avec tout le monde, mais il ne partage pas toute quand même - y'a toujours ben des limites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V'là "une partie" de la liste (vous allez comprendre):&lt;br /&gt;1. Kaylie : &lt;a href="http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Adoption Québec : &lt;a href="http://adoption-quebec.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://adoption-quebec.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Musique : &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mathieubourgon" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/mathieubourgon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Voyages : &lt;a href="http://zulumika.spaces.live.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://zulumika.spaces.live.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Niaiseries : &lt;a href="http://laniaiseriedelheure.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://laniaiseriedelheure.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Petits Moments : &lt;a href="http://astonishingmoments.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://astonishingmoments.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Golf : &lt;a href="http://golfscorekeeper.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://golfscorekeeper.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Facebook : &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=553107855"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=553107855&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;et&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Un blog &lt;strong&gt;privé&lt;/strong&gt; que vous ne trouverai jamais.&lt;br /&gt;10. Encore un blog &lt;strong&gt;privé&lt;/strong&gt; que vous ne verrai jamais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rien d'autre à dire sur la question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-2407167587160403156?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/2407167587160403156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=2407167587160403156' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/2407167587160403156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/2407167587160403156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/02/privacy-argument.html' title='The Privacy Argument'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-7033295430842580614</id><published>2008-02-12T20:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T11:10:22.470-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Daddy'/><title type='text'>The man's world (pic-nic d'été)</title><content type='html'>Papa pense que y'a un o$t1 d'gros problème dans le monde actuellement. Gros problème; y'a pas assez de gars qui blog. Vraiment pas assez. C'en est ridicule! R-i-d-i-c-u-l-e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment veux tu organier une game de Ultimate (Frisbee) ou de football au &lt;a href="http://adoption-story.blogspot.com/2008/02/souvenirs-de-la-soire-je-pense-pouvoir.html"&gt;pic-nic&lt;/a&gt; cet été si y'a pas d'gars pour lire les niaiseries de papa. Bon je sais que y'en a qui sont occupé a grimper leur mur de glace, mais a un moment donné, ça va fondre... (pis là watch ben ça, y vont s'mettre à grimper dans 'roche...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT : LOL ... Gros merci des commentaires les gars!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-7033295430842580614?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/7033295430842580614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=7033295430842580614' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7033295430842580614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7033295430842580614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/02/mans-world-pic-nic-dt.html' title='The man&apos;s world (pic-nic d&apos;été)'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-731406338254467419</id><published>2008-02-10T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T16:58:52.992-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>The Community Education Campaigns (video)</title><content type='html'>Community Education Campaigns de "Child Friendly Australia".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6JfHB2cruJU&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6JfHB2cruJU&amp;rel=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ça met les idées en place!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.childfriendly.org.au/cec.htm"&gt;http://www.childfriendly.org.au/cec.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-731406338254467419?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/731406338254467419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=731406338254467419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/731406338254467419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/731406338254467419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/02/community-education-campaigns-video.html' title='The Community Education Campaigns (video)'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-5474628213032504976</id><published>2008-02-09T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:22:05.565-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portfolio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>The Cuba 2008 Video</title><content type='html'>Enfin, c'est faite! C'est finni! Finni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="500" height="375" data="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=677023&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color="&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="best" /&gt; &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt; &lt;param name="scale" value="showAll" /&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=677023&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/677023/l:embed_677023"&gt;Cuba 2008&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/user367089/l:embed_677023"&gt;Papa Kaylie&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/l:embed_677023"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-5474628213032504976?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/5474628213032504976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=5474628213032504976' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5474628213032504976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5474628213032504976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/02/cuba-2008-video.html' title='The Cuba 2008 Video'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-2340282279331759280</id><published>2008-02-06T18:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T13:11:13.466-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papoute'/><title type='text'>The Gender</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6pKWlk7WZI/AAAAAAAAALg/YsArjvvIOjI/s1600-h/ItsaGirlItsaBoyStorkPops1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164021674638268818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" height="118" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6pKWlk7WZI/AAAAAAAAALg/YsArjvvIOjI/s200/ItsaGirlItsaBoyStorkPops1.jpg" width="123" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La question qui tue! Un gars ou une fille?&lt;br /&gt;Maman s'en va pour son echo dans 2 semaines. Ils ne sont pas décidés s'ils veulent garder la surprise pour l'accouchement ou le savoir maintenant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que faire?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-2340282279331759280?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/2340282279331759280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=2340282279331759280' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/2340282279331759280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/2340282279331759280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/02/gender.html' title='The Gender'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6pKWlk7WZI/AAAAAAAAALg/YsArjvvIOjI/s72-c/ItsaGirlItsaBoyStorkPops1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-7672320737018296591</id><published>2008-01-30T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T13:04:59.182-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gifts'/><title type='text'>The Tagine (fete de Maman Kaylie)</title><content type='html'>Maman a reçu une Tagine pour ses 31 ans. Miammm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tagines.com/"&gt;http://www.tagines.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161485934536644866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6FIHFk7WQI/AAAAAAAAAJs/63w1X6mMLJQ/s400/IMG_0202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-7672320737018296591?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/7672320737018296591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=7672320737018296591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7672320737018296591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7672320737018296591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/01/tagine-fete-de-maman-kaylie.html' title='The Tagine (fete de Maman Kaylie)'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6FIHFk7WQI/AAAAAAAAAJs/63w1X6mMLJQ/s72-c/IMG_0202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-7089867142448369833</id><published>2008-01-29T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T13:04:35.268-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papoute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy is losing it'/><title type='text'>The monster hunger</title><content type='html'>Maman est allé faire l'épicerie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5_y5Vk7WPI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0ZNztANy84Q/s1600-h/IMG_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161110764848371954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5_y5Vk7WPI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0ZNztANy84Q/s400/IMG_0199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5_yyFk7WOI/AAAAAAAAAJc/DqivXdME7xM/s1600-h/IMG_0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161110640294320354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5_yyFk7WOI/AAAAAAAAAJc/DqivXdME7xM/s400/IMG_0198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quelque chose me dit qu'il y a une femme enceinte dans la maison...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-7089867142448369833?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/7089867142448369833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=7089867142448369833' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7089867142448369833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7089867142448369833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/01/monster-hunger.html' title='The monster hunger'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5_y5Vk7WPI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0ZNztANy84Q/s72-c/IMG_0199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-9220353522460436376</id><published>2008-01-26T17:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T10:16:48.335-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>The Cuba 2008 preview</title><content type='html'>Ce n'est pas le video complet puisqu'il n'est pas terminé. C'est juste un preview de 40 quelques secondes pour vous faire patienter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=285591823975436273&amp;hl=en-CA" flashvars=""&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-9220353522460436376?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/9220353522460436376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=9220353522460436376' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/9220353522460436376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/9220353522460436376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/01/cuba-2008-preview.html' title='The Cuba 2008 preview'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-3704630432720507669</id><published>2008-01-23T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T13:03:50.476-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Daddy'/><title type='text'>The Lights of my Kingdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5gJEFk7WNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/SSqhB37BjQQ/s1600-h/IMG_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158883338974091474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5gJEFk7WNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/SSqhB37BjQQ/s400/IMG_0197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5gJAlk7WMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7aQbyWkCgG0/s1600-h/IMG_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158883278844549314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5gJAlk7WMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7aQbyWkCgG0/s400/IMG_0196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5gI9Fk7WLI/AAAAAAAAAI8/D4FNOcnzHCc/s1600-h/IMG_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158883218715007154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5gI9Fk7WLI/AAAAAAAAAI8/D4FNOcnzHCc/s400/IMG_0195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 lumières, 3 cadeaux que maman et papa ont reçu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-3704630432720507669?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/3704630432720507669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=3704630432720507669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/3704630432720507669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/3704630432720507669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/01/lights-of-my-kingdom.html' title='The Lights of my Kingdom'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5gJEFk7WNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/SSqhB37BjQQ/s72-c/IMG_0197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-6044416792741234781</id><published>2008-01-23T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T10:50:04.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dinner</title><content type='html'>Ben oui, grosse nouille que je suis!  Je n'ai pas spécifié que c'est le souper d'&lt;a href="http://adoption-story.blogspot.com/"&gt;Isabelle&lt;/a&gt;.  Super bonne idée!  Papa avait suggéré aussi &lt;a href="http://www.casagrecque.ca/"&gt;La Casa Grecque&lt;/a&gt; puisqu'on peut apporter son vin, mais le &lt;a href="http://www.algladiatore.com"&gt;Al Gladiatore&lt;/a&gt; est égallement très bon.  Papa aurait aimé apporter le Porto pour tout le monde, pour se faire un "cheers" tout le monde ensemble, mais le Glad doit avoir du porto aussi...  ou de la &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grappa"&gt;grappa&lt;/a&gt;!  Hiiiich...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa à voté pour le 8 fev.  Les autres dates ne sont pas confirmé puisque maman n'a pas encore reçu son horraire de travail.  Elle dit qu'un switch de quart de travail est possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'me demande si le resto prend des réservations pour 40 personnes.  Tsé, tout à coup que ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-6044416792741234781?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/6044416792741234781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=6044416792741234781' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6044416792741234781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6044416792741234781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/01/dinner.html' title='The Dinner'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-5146641070066775864</id><published>2008-01-22T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T16:42:24.671-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little craziness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Daddy'/><title type='text'>The 150 per day</title><content type='html'>Eh oui, le site &lt;a href="http://adoption-quebec.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adoption Québec&lt;/a&gt; franchit maintenant 150 visiteurs uniques par jour.  Papa capote!  Il capote aussi puisqu'un souper est en train de s'organiser et ça va être tellement cool!  J'pense que tout le monde à hâte à ça...  CHeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-5146641070066775864?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/5146641070066775864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=5146641070066775864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5146641070066775864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5146641070066775864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/01/150-per-day.html' title='The 150 per day'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-2850596047955089699</id><published>2008-01-20T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T16:35:33.729-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>The re-entry (cuba 2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5QFv8Yt-JI/AAAAAAAAAI0/O4oQgz5wrOc/s1600-h/IMG_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5QFv8Yt-JI/AAAAAAAAAI0/O4oQgz5wrOc/s320/IMG_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157753794467854482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5QFmcYt-II/AAAAAAAAAIs/fqDzza-4Xfo/s1600-h/IMG_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5QFmcYt-II/AAAAAAAAAIs/fqDzza-4Xfo/s320/IMG_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157753631259097218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5QFcMYt-HI/AAAAAAAAAIk/pKqsZueJQ7Y/s1600-h/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5QFcMYt-HI/AAAAAAAAAIk/pKqsZueJQ7Y/s320/IMG_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157753455165438066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom et pops sont de retour.  Et devinez quoi?&lt;br /&gt;Ils ont rapporté la caméra.  Yeah!  Donc, il y aura un video dans qq semaines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-2850596047955089699?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/2850596047955089699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=2850596047955089699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/2850596047955089699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/2850596047955089699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/01/re-entry-cuba-2008.html' title='The re-entry (cuba 2008)'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R5QFv8Yt-JI/AAAAAAAAAI0/O4oQgz5wrOc/s72-c/IMG_0079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-450443339762812451</id><published>2008-01-07T15:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T18:39:33.575-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portfolio'/><title type='text'>The PIF gift</title><content type='html'>Bon, il l'a finni!  Papa avait promit a &lt;a href="http://www.notrepetitgrainderiz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Patricia&lt;/a&gt; qu'il lui ferait un DVD dans le cardre du jeu PIF.  C'est faite, c'est envoyé!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;J'espère qu'elle va aimer ça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa commence à penser à se partir un petit side-line: montage video de voyage, vacances, marriage...  Il voudrait se monter un portfolio, mais pour ça, il faut du matériel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R4KX48Yt-GI/AAAAAAAAAIc/YirNauPnLi0/s1600-h/ulead.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R4KX48Yt-GI/AAAAAAAAAIc/YirNauPnLi0/s320/ulead.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152847928203540578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donc l'offre est lancé: si vous voudriez un montage photo - video sur dvd gratuitement (gratuit puisque des segments du dvd vont être publié dans le portfolio sur youtube), envoyez un mail à papa.  10-15 minutes de montage, dépendant du matériel fourni, il va faire son gros possible pour faire quelque chose de bien pour impressioner la visite... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-450443339762812451?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/450443339762812451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=450443339762812451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/450443339762812451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/450443339762812451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/01/pif-gift.html' title='The PIF gift'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R4KX48Yt-GI/AAAAAAAAAIc/YirNauPnLi0/s72-c/ulead.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-5487513801024208540</id><published>2008-01-05T23:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T00:26:45.839-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little craziness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>The Cuba trip 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wholesaletravel.com/images/featured/cuba/cuba_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.wholesaletravel.com/images/featured/cuba/cuba_image.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.realholidayreports.com/hotel_pics/NH_Krystal_Laguna_Villas_&amp;amp;_Resort_Hotel_Cayo_Coco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.realholidayreports.com/hotel_pics/NH_Krystal_Laguna_Villas_&amp;amp;_Resort_Hotel_Cayo_Coco.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vous allez vous dire "coud-on, c'monde là, y'arrêtent jamais?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas moyen de ralaxer 2 minutes, toujours parti sur la go, tout le temps rendu en quelque part à faire chez pas trop quoi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faque là, une petite semaine à Cuba, départ le 13 janvier pour le NH Krystal de Cayo Coco.  Maman dit que rester à 'maison, ça relaxe pas.  Le papoute comment à grouiller mais le vomi monte toujours.  Elle est pas mal écoeurée de filler mal.  &lt;span class="literal"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ça l'aire que le sud va aider son cas...  Papa dit que c'est toute dans 'tête.  Maman lui a dit de pas pousser sa luck ou sinon y va tester le sofa quelques nuits... ;)  Seul hic, maman n'aime pas les bébitos et dans la chaine d'iles &lt;span class="literal"&gt;Jardines del Rey (cayo coco), y'a pas mal de bébitos; des gros marin gouinos qui font bzzzzzz en espagnol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À part de ramasser le vomi à la pelle, tout le monde (le restant de la famille soit, papa, le papoute et Geisha menou qui voit des fantômes sur les murs et qui s'enfarge encore en montant les escalliers - pauvre menoune) se porte bien et la santé est bonne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-5487513801024208540?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/5487513801024208540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=5487513801024208540' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5487513801024208540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5487513801024208540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/01/cuba-trip-2008.html' title='The Cuba trip 2008'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-2416926898886613339</id><published>2008-01-04T18:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T18:44:39.848-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papoute'/><title type='text'>The Echo of the Papoute</title><content type='html'>12 semaines, les docs ne veulent pas se prononcer sur le sexe du papoute... 'Savent pas, pas sûr, nah-nah-nah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faque, du haut de mes 3 pommes, j'ai décidé de checker moi-même...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R37ECsYt-DI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5aCVlQaXuew/s1600-h/cn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R37ECsYt-DI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5aCVlQaXuew/s320/cn1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151770574312044594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R37EJ8Yt-EI/AAAAAAAAAIM/izCmro0zd1Y/s1600-h/cn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R37EJ8Yt-EI/AAAAAAAAAIM/izCmro0zd1Y/s320/cn2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151770698866096194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R37EQsYt-FI/AAAAAAAAAIU/pq_t8kGpfiw/s1600-h/cn3.bpm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R37EQsYt-FI/AAAAAAAAAIU/pq_t8kGpfiw/s320/cn3.bpm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151770814830213202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas sûr moi non plus...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-2416926898886613339?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/2416926898886613339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=2416926898886613339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/2416926898886613339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/2416926898886613339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2008/01/echo-of-papoute.html' title='The Echo of the Papoute'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R37ECsYt-DI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5aCVlQaXuew/s72-c/cn1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-125075967378504845</id><published>2007-12-24T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T18:47:33.749-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gifts'/><title type='text'>The Gifts from China</title><content type='html'>Il reste quelques Fuwa et des trucs qu'on met sur les bouteilles, donc papa à décidé de les vendre au "cost"; pour aider les gens à patienter, pour être fin ou pour partager une partie de ce voyage avec la comunauté étant donné le "manque" de photos...  Si vous voulez qqch, envoyez un mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/PICT0055.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/th_PICT0055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/PICT0054.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/th_PICT0054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/PICT0057.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/th_PICT0057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/PICT0059.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/th_PICT0059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vendu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/PICT0060.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/th_PICT0060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/PICT0061.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/th_PICT0061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/PICT0062.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/th_PICT0062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vendu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/PICT0063.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/th_PICT0063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/PICT0064.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/th_PICT0064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vendu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/PICT0065.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/th_PICT0065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est quoi un truc à bouteille?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/PICT0056.flv" height="361" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5$ pour un fuwa (payé 20 Yuan/ch + petite boite + timbres), 2$ pour un cache bouteille (payé 10 Yuan/ch + envelope + timbres), transport par poste inclus, jusqu'à épuisement des stocks. Premier arrivé, premier servi. SVP, spécifiez lequel et votre adresse par courriel : zulumika@gmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le lien pour les photos (si ça n'affiche pas en haut):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/"&gt;http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/ChineseGifts/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit : Y reste 6 fuwa.  Ca commence à partir, dépêchez-vous!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-125075967378504845?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/125075967378504845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=125075967378504845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/125075967378504845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/125075967378504845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/12/gifts-from-china.html' title='The Gifts from China'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-5919235101008063334</id><published>2007-12-14T17:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T10:15:54.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The PIF (Pay It forward) game</title><content type='html'>Quin! Dans quoi il s'est embarqué encore là ... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa à trouvé tellement cute de se voir dans le blog de &lt;a href="http://notrepetitgrainderiz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Patricia et Éric&lt;/a&gt; qu'il a décidé de participer au &lt;a href="http://notrepetitgrainderiz.blogspot.com/2007/12/un-nouveau-jeu.html"&gt;jeu&lt;/a&gt; "PIF".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Les 3 premiers commentaires à ce post, j'enverrai d'ici un an, un cadeau que j'ai fait moi-même! En échange, les 3 personnes devrons faire la même chose sur leur blog."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seulement l'affaire c'est qu'il est vraiment nul pour fabriquer "lui-même" des affaires cute... Vraiment! Ça sera pas facile. Peut-etre il pourrait composer 3 tounes à la place. Ou peut-être autre chose. Il a pensé aussi, peut-être, à faires des montages video avec les photos des gens, leurs derniers voyage par exemple... (pour se venger du fait qu'il n'en fera pas de sa dernière tournée en Chine puisque tout a disparu dans la perte de son sac...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On est tous ben ouvert à 180 deg. à vos suggestions!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-5919235101008063334?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/5919235101008063334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=5919235101008063334' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5919235101008063334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5919235101008063334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/12/pif-pay-it-forward-game.html' title='The PIF (Pay It forward) game'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-8448658844592261400</id><published>2007-12-13T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T11:31:49.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The dose of perspective</title><content type='html'>Une bonne dose de perspective a grand coup d'2X4 dans face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On réalise qu'on a pas besoin de grand chose dans vie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le sac est toujours introuvable! Bâtard! La caméra "canon", toutes les cartes mémoire, le 2ieme pita au poulet acheté a newark (ben quoi, le premier était bon), des gugusses fuwa beijing 2008, une casquette fuwa beijing 2008, 2 iPod et 2 paires d'écouteurs. Y'en a pour au moin 500$. Bon, les assurances vont probablement aider pour le matériel perdu mais les photos et vidéos que papa a prit, finni, n'a pus... Ils ont 53 photos de la petite caméra de maman et that's it. Rien pour faire un montage qui a du bon sang donc oubliez ça la belle présentations fancy de papa. :o(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon ok. J'ai dis "voyage de cul"... Dans le fond, c'est pas si pire. Ils ont passé du très bon temps ensemble, ce qui a, je pense, resséré les liens de cette merveilleuse relation... Je crois qu'il sont fins prèt à recevoir le papoute suivi, bien sûr de moi, dans quelques années. Ça me rappèle la chanson "So Small" de Carrie Underwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes that mountain you've been climbing&lt;br /&gt;Is just a grain of sand&lt;br /&gt;What you've been out there searching for forever,&lt;br /&gt;Is in your hands&lt;br /&gt;When you figure out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;is all that matters, after all&lt;br /&gt;It sure makes everything else&lt;br /&gt;Seem so small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalement, on n'a pas besion de grand chose dans vie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ils on prit plusieurs décisions pendant le voyage, dont la première qui est de changer l'auto de papa (Toyota Echo 3 portes) pour une Corolla 4 portes modèle CE groupe C (avec tout le kit sauf le toit ouvrant) avec encrous de sécurité pour petit siège. Choix intelligent! Ils sont revenu de voyage lundi soir tard. Mardi dans la journée, papa est allé chez toyota pour parler avec le vendeur et mercredi soir, il est revenu à la maison avec la nouvelle auto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R2Gf-szYeyI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KyYuGLEZCf4/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143568148961196834" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R2Gf-szYeyI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KyYuGLEZCf4/s200/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R2Gf18zYexI/AAAAAAAAAH0/l8TBq1zIM_U/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143567998637341458" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R2Gf18zYexI/AAAAAAAAAH0/l8TBq1zIM_U/s200/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quin, c'est faite! Finni le niaisage!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il pense aussi changer de job. Encore. Eh oui, ça bouge vite en informatique, mais y'a d'autres raisons... D'ailleur, il vient de se faire offir (hier) un poste chez &lt;a href="http://www.transat.com/fr/"&gt;Transat&lt;/a&gt;. On verra ben ce que ça donnera puisque l'entrevu est mardi prochain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ils ont également décidé de ne plus jamais acheter de forfaits avec guides, à moin de ne pas avoir le choix. Finni les affaires arrengées par quelqu'un d'autre, sans avoir le contrôle, sans pouvoir décider où on couche, à quel heure on part, quand on revient... Finni de se faire chier par des ti-joe connaissants qui n'en savent pas plus que le &lt;a href="http://www.lonelyplanet.com/worldguide/destinations/asia/china/tibet/"&gt;Lonely Planet - Tibet&lt;/a&gt; et qui rush en haut du &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Potala_Palace"&gt;Potala&lt;/a&gt; à grande course puisque monsieur à autre chose a faire plus tard et que les femmes enceintes, ça retarde son emploi du temps... Vous essayerai de courrir à 3600 mètres d'altitude; croyez-moi, vous n'irez pas loin. À partir de maintenant, ce sera maman et papa qui décident; comme en Écosse. Ils ont loué une voiture et sont parti. À leur beat. Point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les nausées de maman et la frustration de papa n'ont pas aidé; le guide n'avait pas l'aire trop confortable sur la muraille. Il faut comprendre que quand tu couche dans une auberge où il y a 1/2 cm de moisissure sur la céramique de la salle de bain, tu dors pas bien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ça sentait la bactérie à grosse planche!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jiankou est un village, les standards de propreté ne sont pas les même qu'en ville", explique monsieur le guide. Eh ben. Saint-Roch-des-Aulnaies est aussi un village et ça ne les empêchent pas de laver leurs toilettes... En tout cas, j'en parlerai à Charlie voir. ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La suite dans quelques jours... D'ici ce temps là, ils gardent le sourrir puique la dose de perspective a fait sont effet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-8448658844592261400?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/8448658844592261400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=8448658844592261400' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8448658844592261400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8448658844592261400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/12/dose-of-perspective.html' title='The dose of perspective'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R2Gf-szYeyI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KyYuGLEZCf4/s72-c/DSC00022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-6827757310265799032</id><published>2007-12-11T09:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T11:33:03.835-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>The Welcoming</title><content type='html'>Ils sont de retour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Un voyage de cul!", mais ils sont de retour:  mal dormit, mal mangé, mal partout...  Plus de détails plus tard, quand le décalage sera passé... En plus, maman et papa ont oublié un sac de voyage, dans lequel se trouve la grosse caméra photo, sur le siège arrière du taxi hier soir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRAVO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pendant qu'ils essayent de retrouver leurs affaires, voici quelques photos de la petite caméra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R16hFczYetI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mv8vh3hd7F0/s1600-h/PICT0008s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R16hFczYetI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mv8vh3hd7F0/s320/PICT0008s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142724939506809554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R16hU8zYewI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uozRYO41k3Q/s1600-h/PICT0042s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R16hU8zYewI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uozRYO41k3Q/s320/PICT0042s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142725205794781954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R16hK8zYeuI/AAAAAAAAAHc/I4bQ3RkGyaY/s1600-h/PICT0028s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R16hK8zYeuI/AAAAAAAAAHc/I4bQ3RkGyaY/s320/PICT0028s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142725033996090082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R16hQszYevI/AAAAAAAAAHk/KL2pieudQYQ/s1600-h/PICT0031s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R16hQszYevI/AAAAAAAAAHk/KL2pieudQYQ/s320/PICT0031s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142725132780337906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-6827757310265799032?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/6827757310265799032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=6827757310265799032' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6827757310265799032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6827757310265799032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/12/welcoming.html' title='The Welcoming'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R16hFczYetI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mv8vh3hd7F0/s72-c/PICT0008s.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-718759870439568866</id><published>2007-11-21T23:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T17:54:00.426-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>The trip - China 2007 (part 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R0UI6P1Y-9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/rX6-GpN32aU/s1600-h/tibet02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135520746861820882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R0UI6P1Y-9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/rX6-GpN32aU/s320/tibet02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les dates de la planif en bref (nov-dec):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 – En route Beijing&lt;br /&gt;24 – Beijing&lt;br /&gt;25 – Beijing&lt;br /&gt;26 – Muraille: Juyongguan (Repos à Jiankou)&lt;br /&gt;27 – Muraille: Jiankou - Mutianyu - Jinshanling&lt;br /&gt;28 – Muraille: Jinshanling - Simatai&lt;br /&gt;29 – Muraille: Simatai (Repos à Beijing)&lt;br /&gt;30 – Beijing&lt;br /&gt;01 – Beijing&lt;br /&gt;02 – Lhasa&lt;br /&gt;03 – Lhasa&lt;br /&gt;04 – Shigatse&lt;br /&gt;05 – Shigatse&lt;br /&gt;06 – Lhasa&lt;br /&gt;07 – Lhasa&lt;br /&gt;08 – Beijing&lt;br /&gt;09 – Beijing&lt;br /&gt;10 – Maison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa à acheté une belle petite caméra Canon PowerShot 7.1. Maman à acheté une caisse de petite bouteilles de Purel et des boîtes de bares tendres. Donc finalement, ils vont revenir avec le ventre plein, les mains propres avec beaucoup de photos. Il vont essayer de rapporter des toutous ou figurines des 5 fuwa des jeux olympiques. S’ils en trouvent pour pas cher, ils vont les distribuer selon la demande à ceux qui en veulent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tant qu’a rammener des Fuwa, ils ont penser faire un tour dans une orphelinat et rammener des petites cocottes pour tout le monde : "croyez-moi, si c’était possible, on le ferait; c’est juste de toutes les rentrer dans les sacs à dos... " ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vous devriez voir des photos quelques jours après leur retour et un "preview" du video que papa va faire à peu près deux semaines plus tard. Par contre, le montage finale va probablement prendre plusieurs semaines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 dodos avant le départ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers à tous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-718759870439568866?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/718759870439568866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=718759870439568866' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/718759870439568866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/718759870439568866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/11/trip-china-2007-part-4.html' title='The trip - China 2007 (part 4)'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R0UI6P1Y-9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/rX6-GpN32aU/s72-c/tibet02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-7594089001931298680</id><published>2007-11-14T00:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T01:40:39.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est l'indignation!</title><content type='html'>Papa est indigné ben raide!  Oh oui! Ben raide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"400 piasses pour 5 minutes?!  Woyon don twé, c'est fourrer l'monde!  'Sont fou dans tête!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est la compagnie qui fait des videos d'adoption "&lt;a href="http://www.redthreadstories.com/index.asp"&gt;Red Thread Stories&lt;/a&gt;".  Ils chargent 405$ pour un video de 5 minutes, 610$ pour 10 minutes, 815$ pour 15.  Papa a regardé leurs produits une partie de la soirée et pense être capable de faire des videos semblable a maison.  Bon... Là ehhh, y'a peut-être un monde entre ce qu'il pense être capable de faire et ce qu'il peut vraiment faire...  N'empêche que ça y tente de se lancer dans une genre de business puisqu'il a encore reçu des compliments aujourd'hui pour ses derniers videos, &lt;a href="http://stage6.divx.com/user/zulumika/video/1181633/Bali-2004"&gt;Bali 2004&lt;/a&gt; et &lt;a href="http://stage6.divx.com/user/zulumika/video/1652140/Granby-Zoo-2007"&gt;Granby Zoo 2007&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"En tout cas, on verra ben"&lt;/span&gt;, dit-il!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(là, j'y ai dis: "reviens-en là".  Y'é encore en train de rire de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"un bébé c'est bien, mais deux c'est mieux"&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-7594089001931298680?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/7594089001931298680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=7594089001931298680' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7594089001931298680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7594089001931298680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/11/cest-lindignation.html' title='C&apos;est l&apos;indignation!'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-5537732029931994705</id><published>2007-11-11T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T11:08:35.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The mixed feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Pour nous autres, ça été facile..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa est prêt à se fendre le cul en 10 pour accomplir certaines choses, mais pour le reste, il n'aime pas vraiment faire d'efforts.  Il est un brin paresseux sur les bords...  "Boff, pourquoi le coudre quand on peut l'acheter au magasin..."  "Ah, ça m'tente pas, call une pizz."  Ça va être beau avec des enfants ça!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La vérité à propos de la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texte_11"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grossesse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quand on met en perspective tous les couples adoptants de la communauté et leur situation, on peut presque croire que Maman et Papa ne méritent pas ce qui leurs arrive.  En faite, c'est peut-être pas une question de mérite, mais quoi?  C'est pas arrivé par surprise pantoute, mais plutôt complètement planifié de A à Z et ça marché du premier coup.  Bang!  Quin!  C'est faite.  C'est donc ben facile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et quand qu'on y pense, y'a des couples qui en font des efforts.  Y'a des couples qui en dépense de l'énergie à essayer... Y'a des couples qui, pendant des  mois, des mois, que dis-je, des années, d'innombrables heures dans les cliniques de fertilité à espérer encore, à chaques jours, chaques heures, chaques minutes de leur vie que cette fois-ci sera LA bonne, des rencontres avec des dizaines de spécialistes qui disent presque tous la même chose, essaye-ci, essaye-ça, peut-être qu'avec ça t'as plus de chances, des centaines et des milliers de dollars à s'envoyer des traitements et des expérience de laboratoire, l'envie de tout lâcher, ça va tu finir par pogner parce qu'on est à boute, les larmes, les crises, les pleurs, les nuits à pas dormir, le corps qui ne suit plus, il ne reste que la prière parce que chaques batements de coeur fait mal, chaques respirations est chargée de douleur, chaques moments devient une raison de plus pour tout abandonner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juste à y penser, j'ai le shake.  Juste à y penser, j'me dis que Maman et Papa en ont de la chance...  Si ça avait été différent, Papa aurait réagit comment? Se serait-il fendu le derrière en 10 pour la cause?  [...]  Finalement, ils en ont de la chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pour nous autres, ça été facile.  Pour d'autres, c'est autre chose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alors, Maman, Papa et moi auront une petite pensée chaque jours pour tous les couples qui, comme nous, ont récemment eu une surprise, comme nous, ont reçu LE cadeau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(Merci à tous pour les voeux et félicitations au dernier post!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-5537732029931994705?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/5537732029931994705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=5537732029931994705' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5537732029931994705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5537732029931994705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/11/mixed-feelings.html' title='The mixed feelings'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-5860889283390540684</id><published>2007-11-05T16:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T18:47:16.916-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh my god'/><title type='text'>The News - Surprise dans 9 mois</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"J'prendrais une large all dressed extra nouvlles dramatiques, svp."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa capote ben raide. Et comment ça papa caopte ben raide.&lt;br /&gt;Ben, au lieu de vous le dire, j'vais vous le montrer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Ry-RhZZvnTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4soJLGNzq1Y/s1600-h/PICT0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129478503538859314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Ry-RhZZvnTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4soJLGNzq1Y/s400/PICT0209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-2-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Ry-SD5ZvnUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HN_zVNkdUNI/s1600-h/PICT0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129479096244346178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Ry-SD5ZvnUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HN_zVNkdUNI/s400/PICT0210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-3-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Ry-SPZZvnVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/BePhVg2cRKs/s1600-h/PICT0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129479293812841810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Ry-SPZZvnVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/BePhVg2cRKs/s400/PICT0211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben oui! Dame Nature fait drôlement les choses... Autrement, je ne sais pas trop quoi penser. Une chance que Maman et Papa en voulaient deux! Ils sont figés comme deux chevreuils dans l'milieu de la route 138 à 1h du matin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'pense que je vais laisser papa digérer la nouvelle puisqu'il est maintenant rendu à son 3ieme sac de popcorn à soir...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-5860889283390540684?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/5860889283390540684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=5860889283390540684' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5860889283390540684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5860889283390540684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/11/news-surprise-dans-9-mois.html' title='The News - Surprise dans 9 mois'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Ry-RhZZvnTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4soJLGNzq1Y/s72-c/PICT0209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-3359454672524478989</id><published>2007-10-30T15:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T22:11:39.730-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>The trip - China 2007 (part 3)</title><content type='html'>Maman, dans un élan de vite-vite prévoit tout, a réservé quelques hotels. Papa tant qu'a lui s'est assit sur son gros cul et n'a rien fait...&lt;br /&gt;Voici les détails:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hojo.com/HowardJohnson/Booking/branded/HJ/images/13781_b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px;" alt="" src="http://www.hojo.com/HowardJohnson/Booking/branded/HJ/images/13781_b1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hojo.com/HowardJohnson/control/Booking/property_info?propertyId=13781&amp;amp;brandInfo=HJ"&gt;Howard Johnson Hotel - Beijing Paragon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 Jianguomen Ave&lt;br /&gt;Beijing, 100005 CN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check In: Sat, Nov 24, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Check Out: Mon, Nov 26, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRICE : 1134 CNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Howard Johnson Paragon Hotel is a 10 minute walk to the famous Tian Namen Square, Summer Palace, and just across the street is the Beijing Railway Station which connect to all cities of China. We are located at the city center and next to the famous shopping mall, Henderson Center. The Great Wall is just a 45 minute drive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://p.vtourist.com/3215002-Novotel_Xin_Qiao-Beijing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px;" alt="" src="http://p.vtourist.com/3215002-Novotel_Xin_Qiao-Beijing.jpg" border="0" /&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;a href="http://www.novotel.com/novotel/fichehotel/gb/nov/3641/fiche_hotel.shtml"&gt;Novotel Xin Qiao Beijing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Dong Jiao Min Xiang Beijing 100004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In: jeu. 29-nov.-2007&lt;br /&gt;Out: dim. 2-déc.-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRICE : 1545 CNY&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novotel Xin Qiao is just a short walk from Tiananmen Square, the Forbidden City and the Temple of Heaven. The hotel features 700 rooms, 3 restaurants, a lobby bar, health centre, spa, sauna and full size outdoor tennis court. The subway station is only a1 minute walk and guests have easy access to shopping as well as business and government buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.novotel.com/novotel/fichehotel/gb/nov/3641/fiche_hotel.shtml"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;Maman a aussi réservé la randonnée sur la muraille avec &lt;a href="http://www.tour-beijing.com/"&gt;Tour Beijing&lt;/a&gt;. Ils ont finalement optés pour un 4 jours plutôt qu'un 6 jours question de faire un brin de magasinage du temps des fêtes à Beijing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Les détails: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 01&lt;/strong&gt;: Downtown Beijing to Juyongguan Great Wall Wall , Nov 26th Pick you up at your hotel in downtown Beijing at 7:00am. Arriving at Juyongguan section of the Great Wall. Most of the day hiking the Juyongguan Great Wall. After finishing the climbing of the wall at Juyongguan, drive to the Tongshun Resort nestled in a small valley at the foot of the Jiankou Great Wall. Dinner at the local inn. The Jiankou Great Wall hike is not legal, so we only stay at the foot of the Jiankou Great Wall only. We don't climb, just have a look. ( L D ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 02&lt;/strong&gt;: Jiankou Great Wall - Mutianyu Great Wall - Jinshanling Great Wall , Nov 27thAfter breatkfast, move on to Mutianyu section of the Great Wall just 5 km to the east of Jiankou Great Wall. Hiking the Mutianyu Great Wall for 3-4 hours. Come down and have lunch. After lunch, drive to Jinshanling Great Wall. Stay at Jinshanling Inn. Dinner at the local inn. ( B L D ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 03&lt;/strong&gt;: Jinshanling - Simatai Great Wall ( Real hiking for 12 km ) , Nov 28thAt 8:00 starting the hike from Jinshanling Great Wall to the west section of Simatai Great wall. The hike is about 12 KM and takes about 4-5 hours. Get down the hill at the foot of Simatai at about 2:00PM and Check-in at a local inn-- Simatai Great Wall Hotel ( well located with a reservoir nearby ). Take a bath and have some relaxation. Enjoy a local dinner. ( B L D ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 04&lt;/strong&gt;: Simatai Great Wall - Downtown Beijing , Nov 29thToday hiking the east section of Simatai Great Wall for 2--3 hours in the morning. There are in total sixteen watchtowers built at intervals along this space and it will take about two hours to reach the twelfth watchtower. Beyond this stage the condition of the stairs and walkways is poor and the passage becomes both steep and narrow which means that it is often safer to use the adjacent footpath rather than try to walk on the Wall itself. Have lunch at local restaurant and get back to your hotel downtown Beijing later afternoon. ( B L )&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&gt;Tour Cost is USD $580 P/P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Total Tour Cost is USD $1160 for 2 People&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;En terminant, maman et papa se disaient que ça serait drole de rencontrer d'autres futurs parents à Beijing; si ça adonne... Juste une idée comme ça!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GangBei!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-3359454672524478989?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/3359454672524478989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=3359454672524478989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/3359454672524478989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/3359454672524478989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/10/trip-china-2007-part-3.html' title='The trip - China 2007 (part 3)'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-1742052957053363624</id><published>2007-10-22T11:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T15:16:03.106-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Daddy'/><title type='text'>The Evening with Nightwish</title><content type='html'>One of the best shows ever!  Dad had of lot of fun with one of his friends yesterday.  It was a boys night out, party of 2, at Metropolis to see the Finland music band "Nightwish".  He woke-up this morning, ears still buzzing, head filled with nice memories of one of the best evening ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/nightwish"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/nightwish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RxzB_l9DLzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mi_tc9Ms8Q8/s1600-h/nw2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RxzB_l9DLzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mi_tc9Ms8Q8/s200/nw2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124183774304874290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RxzB2l9DLyI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Pti-Y12lZSk/s1600-h/nw1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RxzB2l9DLyI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Pti-Y12lZSk/s200/nw1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124183619686051618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-1742052957053363624?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/1742052957053363624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=1742052957053363624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/1742052957053363624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/1742052957053363624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/10/evening-with-nightwish.html' title='The Evening with Nightwish'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RxzB_l9DLzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mi_tc9Ms8Q8/s72-c/nw2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-497278452550082855</id><published>2007-10-09T13:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T14:37:59.292-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>The trip - China 2007 (part 2)</title><content type='html'>The preparations are under way. Y sont fous comme des balais!!!&lt;br /&gt;The plane tickets are here : Dorval (mtl) - Newark (ny) - Beijing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Tibet pour une semaine, ça va être intéressant.&lt;br /&gt;They're planning to go to Tibet for a week.&lt;br /&gt;Here's what mom and dad have so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.danmex.org/Upload/Tibet.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.danmex.org/Upload/Tibet.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nov 27 Beijing (air) Lhasa (CA4112   09:15-15:05 no meals, overnight in Lhasa)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your guide will meet you at train station or airport and send you to hotel for good rest. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nov 28 Lhasa city tour (BL, overnight in Lhasa) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Morning visit the highest palace in the world-&lt;b&gt;Potala Palace&lt;/b&gt;, the sacred place for every Buddhist—&lt;b&gt;Jokhang Temple&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;Barhkor Street&lt;/b&gt;-the market collected souvenir shops, bars and guesthouses. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nov 29 Lhasa/Lake Yamdrok Yumtso/Shigatse (BL, overnight in Shigatse) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today drive to the second large city in Tibet-Shigatse, en route visit one of three sacred lakes –&lt;b&gt; Yamdrok Yumtso Lake&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nov 30 Shigatse/Gyantse/Shigatse (BL, overnight in Shigatse)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Morning drive to visit famous &lt;b&gt;Palkhor Chode Monastery, &lt;/b&gt;then transfer to &lt;b&gt;Shalu Monastery.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dec 1 Shigatse/Lhasa (BL, overnight in Lhasa)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today come back to Lhasa, en route visit &lt;b&gt;Tashilumpo Monastery &lt;/b&gt;—the official seat of the Panchen Lama, also the most important monastery in Shigatse region.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dec 2 Lhasa/Lake Namtso/Lhasa (BL, Overnight in Lhasa) &lt;script&gt; &lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003c/font\&gt;\n\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp style\u003d\"margin:0cm 0cm 0pt\"\&gt;\u003cspan lang\u003d\"EN-US\" style\u003d\"font-size:12pt\"\&gt;\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;After breakfast, drive 250km north to \u003cb\&gt;Lake Namtso\u003c/b\&gt;(4718m\n)—one of the three holy lakes in Tibet. Namtso is the highest salty lake of the world and you may enjoy the most beautiful scenery there of the whole Tibet. Then drive back to Lhasa in the afternoon.\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp style\u003d\"margin:0cm 0cm 0pt\"\&gt;\u003cspan lang\u003d\"EN-US\" style\u003d\"font-size:12pt\"\&gt;\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt; \u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp style\u003d\"margin:0cm 0cm 0pt\"\&gt;\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cb\&gt;\u003cspan lang\u003d\"EN-US\" style\u003d\"font-size:12pt\"\&gt;Dec 3\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003cspan lang\u003d\"EN-US\" style\u003d\"font-size:12pt\"\&gt;\n \u003cb\&gt;Lhasa\u003c/b\&gt;\u003cb\&gt; (air) Beijing(B, CA4111\u003cspan\&gt;  \u003c/span\&gt;16:05—21:40)\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp style\u003d\"margin:0cm 0cm 0pt\"\&gt;\u003cspan lang\u003d\"EN-US\" style\u003d\"font-size:12pt\"\&gt;\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;You can have a fee activity in the morning, then guide will send you to airport to catch the flight to \nBeijing. End the unforgotten Tibet tour.\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp style\u003d\"margin:0cm 0cm 0pt\"\&gt;\u003cspan lang\u003d\"EN-US\" style\u003d\"font-size:12pt\"\&gt;\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt; \u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp style\u003d\"margin:0cm 0cm 0pt 18pt;text-indent:-18pt\"\&gt;\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cb\&gt;\u003cspan lang\u003d\"EN-US\" style\u003d\"font-size:12pt\"\&gt;\n\u003cspan\&gt;2.\u003cspan\&gt;      \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003cb\&gt;\u003cspan lang\u003d\"EN-US\" style\u003d\"font-size:12pt\"\&gt;Tour price: 10765 RMB/ 1455 USD for 2 clients (728 USD/person)\n\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp style\u003d\"margin:0cm 0cm 0pt\"\&gt;\u003cb\&gt;\u003cspan lang\u003d\"EN-US\" style\u003d\"font-size:12pt\"\&gt;\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt; \u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp style\u003d\"margin:0cm 0cm 0pt 18pt;text-indent:-18pt\"\&gt;\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cb\&gt;\u003cspan lang\u003d\"EN-US\" style\u003d\"font-size:12pt\"\&gt;\n\u003cspan\&gt;3.\u003cspan\&gt;      \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003cb\&gt;\u003cspan lang\u003d\"EN-US\" style\u003d\"font-size:12pt\"\&gt;Round trip airfare: 2560*2\u003d5120 RMB/692 USD/person\n\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp style\u003d\"margin:0cm 0cm 0pt\"\&gt;\u003cb\&gt;\u003cspan lang\u003d\"EN-US\" style\u003d\"font-size:12pt\"\&gt;\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt; \u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp style\u003d\"margin:0cm 0cm 0pt\"\&gt;\u003cb\&gt;",1] );  //--&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After breakfast, drive 250km north to &lt;b&gt;Lake Namtso&lt;/b&gt;(4718m )—one of the three holy lakes in Tibet. Namtso is the highest salty lake of the world and you may enjoy the most beautiful scenery there of the whole Tibet. Then drive back to Lhasa in the afternoon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="georgia" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dec 3&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Lhasa (air) Beijing(B, CA4111  16:05—21:40)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You can have a fee activity in the morning, then guide will send you to airport to catch the flight to Beijing. End the unforgotten Tibet tour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Ophelia from &lt;a href="http://www.pan-tibet.com/"&gt;Pan-Tibet travel&lt;/a&gt; for the help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day or two in Beijing to rest a little (rest ... right!  Read visit the forbidden city again and of course, go &lt;a href="http://www.travellady.com/Issues/Issue61/bejingshoppingsecrets.htm"&gt;shopping&lt;/a&gt; and fill a 70 litres backpack of fake gucci's, fake louis vuitton's, fake rolex's, fake pretty-much-everything-they-can-put-their-hands-on!) and then it's off to a &lt;a href="http://www.tour-beijing.com/great_wall/Badaling_Juyongguan_Huanghuacheng_Jiankou_Mutianyu_Jinshanling_Simatai_hiking_tour.php"&gt;6 day trek on the great wall&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photo.net/photo/2000pcd1672/great-wall-7.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 251px;" src="http://photo.net/photo/2000pcd1672/great-wall-7.4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="yellow9"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 01:&lt;/b&gt; Badaling Great Wall--Juyonguan Pass Great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yellow9"&gt;  Wall-Huanghuacheng Great Wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="yellow9"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 02:&lt;/b&gt; Huanghuacheng Great Wall--Jiankou Great Wall  stay at a local inn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yellow9"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 03:&lt;/b&gt; Jiankou Great Wall-Mutianyu Great  Wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yellow9"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 04:&lt;/b&gt; Mutianyu Great Wall-Jinshanling Great  Wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yellow9"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 05:&lt;/b&gt; Jinshanling--Simatai Great Wall ( Real hiking  for 12 km )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yellow9"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 06:&lt;/b&gt; Simatai Great Wall--Downtown  Beijing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad will post more details later on.  Plus de détails d'ici quelques semaines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si vous avez des questions, soyez sans gênes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gan bei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-497278452550082855?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/497278452550082855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=497278452550082855' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/497278452550082855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/497278452550082855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/10/trip-china-2007-part-2.html' title='The trip - China 2007 (part 2)'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-664998482169590413</id><published>2007-10-05T08:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T00:39:51.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nala Effect</title><content type='html'>Pour donner suite à ses niaiseries, papa doit donc répondre aux attentes. &lt;a href="http://nala13simba.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nala&lt;/a&gt; lui a demandé de fournir des photos de sa prochaine acquisition. Bon ... là eh ... Faut comprendre que papa a une grand 'yeule... Y'a toujours un grand monde entre ce qu'il dit et ce qu'il fait... Cette histoire là va probablement finnir avec un Murano ou un cx-7 (compromis familliale), mais n'empêche qu'il aimerait bien écoeurer maman (dans sa vw new beetle flambette) avec un vw Eos décapotable. Faut seulement préciser que c'est pas exactement une 2 places mais, c'est quand même pas laid, et ça ferait certainement chier maman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/309775/volkswagen_eos.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="altServerURL=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.metacafe.com&amp;amp;playerVars=blogName=(20%20chars%20max)blogURL=http%3A%2F%2F" wmode="transparent" height="345" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RwYp1QPpTCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/iUGxuQntcWs/s1600-h/1108-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117824021423541282" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RwYp1QPpTCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/iUGxuQntcWs/s200/1108-03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RwYp-wPpTDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/D5cw_SWwqAQ/s1600-h/vweos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117824184632298546" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RwYp-wPpTDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/D5cw_SWwqAQ/s200/vweos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il me fait toujours un plaisir de lancer des commentaires niaiseux pour envoyer &lt;em&gt;un petit rayon de soleil dans le brouillard&lt;/em&gt; des gens. J'me dis, quand la Chine fait des sienne pour nous tanner avec ses délais, pourquoi s'en faire? On n'a pas de contrôle là-dessus! On peut donc se mettre en position fétale dans un coin du salon et brailler pendant 23 autres mois ou faire autre chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi, je vote pour faire autre chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Hakuna Matata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object codebase="http://go.divx.com/plugin/DivXBrowserPlugin.cab" classid="clsid:67DABFBF-D0AB-41fa-9C46-CC0F21721616" height="480" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="autoplay" value="false"&gt;&lt;param name="src" value="http://video.stage6.com/1478519/.divx"&gt;&lt;param name="custommode" value="Stage6"&gt;&lt;param name="showpostplaybackad" value="false"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="video/divx" src="http://video.stage6.com/1478519/.divx" pluginspage="http://go.divx.com/plugin/download/" showpostplaybackad="false" custommode="Stage6" autoplay="false" height="480" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-664998482169590413?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/664998482169590413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=664998482169590413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/664998482169590413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/664998482169590413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/10/nala-effect.html' title='The Nala Effect'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RwYp1QPpTCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/iUGxuQntcWs/s72-c/1108-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-7882525043932089080</id><published>2007-09-28T09:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T14:49:02.399-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little craziness'/><title type='text'>The Animals are talking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RwKSViJ_WPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2IbnyHrPki8/s1600-h/marriedformoney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116813025289918706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RwKSViJ_WPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2IbnyHrPki8/s400/marriedformoney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RwKRbCJ_WOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NnmPxT0FHLs/s1600-h/uglee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116812020267571426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RwKRbCJ_WOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NnmPxT0FHLs/s400/uglee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the funniest site ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lolsecretz.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://lolsecretz.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4068050126436087217-7882525043932089080?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/7882525043932089080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=7882525043932089080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7882525043932089080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7882525043932089080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/09/cats.html' title='The Animals are talking'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RwKSViJ_WPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2IbnyHrPki8/s72-c/marriedformoney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-8235975239122219138</id><published>2007-09-03T21:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T08:07:01.364-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little craziness'/><title type='text'>The Violin Lesson</title><content type='html'>Dad went on YouTube again... Strange things happen when he goses on YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He saw a video of a young chinese woman, Tianwa Yang, playing the 5th caprice (Paganini), &lt;a href="http://astonishingmoments.blogspot.com/2007/08/paganini-24-caprices-5.html"&gt;see here&lt;/a&gt;, and he went wild. So just like that, outta nowhere, he ran to the music store and bought a brand new 200$ &lt;a href="http://www.menzelviolins.com/"&gt;Menzel&lt;/a&gt; violin. Decent deal for someone who dosen't know jack about violins... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since dad has been playing electric guitar for the last 15 (or so) years, he's learning pretty quickly. (By the way, his last recording is the "myspace" site -&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mathieubourgon"&gt;Jazz Ballad&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;After 10 days, he can now play 2 scales and a few arpegios. Now he took a little break but as soon as he recovers from that cold he got last week, poor man, it's gonna be harcore-violin time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZaiJian!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rty7E2poSFI/AAAAAAAAAF0/X2Uzv7uigiQ/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106161769595291730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rty7E2poSFI/AAAAAAAAAF0/X2Uzv7uigiQ/s400/DSC00006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rty6_mpoSEI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8oaC8b2YzwM/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106161679400978498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rty6_mpoSEI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8oaC8b2YzwM/s400/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-8235975239122219138?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/8235975239122219138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=8235975239122219138' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8235975239122219138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8235975239122219138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/09/violin-lesson.html' title='The Violin Lesson'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rty7E2poSFI/AAAAAAAAAF0/X2Uzv7uigiQ/s72-c/DSC00006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-8667629785976361140</id><published>2007-08-27T09:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T08:07:06.871-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy is losing it'/><title type='text'>The Diamond Girl</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, it was the bachelor party. Dad's best friend is getting married in a month and it was time to highlight/celebrate the moment. So dad organized a series a activities - few of thoses had to be canceled because of the rain. They went at the Colossus movie theater to play at the game arcade before watching the third part of Bourne. Back home, three others guys were allready there waiting; beer, pizza with bacon and the most profound discussion about what strip club should they choose for tonight's boys night out. After hours of comparing and debating, it was finaly decided: &lt;a href="http://barlegarage.com/beta/main.html"&gt;Bar le Garage&lt;/a&gt;. Yeah ... Le Garage. What the h... Who came up with such a name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/402565/2/istockphoto_402565_red_g_string.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" height="156" alt="" src="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/402565/2/istockphoto_402565_red_g_string.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once there, dad was suprisingly releaved and even amazed how nice and clean the place looked. Good service, everyone is nice and polite, and the girls were extra nasty with the bachelor when he was asked to go up on the stage, sit on the provided chair and stay cool the whole 10 minutes. Usualy, getting slapped with your own belt is not something funny except when you're getting slapped on the behind by 2 realy good looking women and you're face down on the floor butt naked in front of 150 other guys... Good times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good times ... until she came. Diamond. Like a bird right out of hell, &lt;em&gt;toute de noir vêtue&lt;/em&gt;, she had this dark gothic part leather part latex look that everyone is mistifiyed by. Her name was Diamond. When she came up on stage, dad was stunned; not because of her looks nor her extreme presence but because he had the feeling he saw her somewhere before... But wait. He knows her! Not Diamond, Jessica! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Oh my god! It's my ex!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad could not blink, could not move, staring at the stage breathing lightly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Nah, it can't be. Not possible!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there she was, a couple of feet away moving around the pole. He remembered going out with this girl for 2 months many years ago. They had fun together but they broke it off because of the differences in character; she was a night women, whearing only black all the time, working in a restaurant at dinner and going out to bars and raves pretty much every evening. Dad was more of a daytime guy (still is), whearing jeans and a tie, working as a computer programmer and not going out much. And there she was... Dancing at the Garage. It was the longest 35 seconds of the evening until he realized it was not her... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the resemblance - oh so striking - unbelivebly close. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Brings back many memories of Jessica... The good ones. Memories of wonderfull nights, coming back home at sunrise helping her up the stairs because she had too much to drink, putting her to bed, sunday monrning coffee with a good breakfast talking about everything and nothing sharing thoughts and dreams. Two wonderfull months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Little vampire, I hope you're well and happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-8667629785976361140?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/8667629785976361140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=8667629785976361140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8667629785976361140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8667629785976361140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/08/diamond-girl.html' title='The Diamond Girl'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-5809660131688404870</id><published>2007-08-17T12:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T19:32:17.674-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of Summer</title><content type='html'>It's been a while! Mom and Dad have been keeping busy doing all sorts of things. They started golfing regularly. In fact, Dad played 46 on a little 9 hole. They enjoy the occational peace of mind and "me" time that golf brings. It's not that difficult once you figure out you have to keep you eye on the ball... No matter what; even if dad is doing the monkey dance on the fairway... Eye on the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plans for Beijing are going slowly. They aven't found what they wanna do yet. They know they want to get out of the city but where... Tibet is a possibility but still so many choices and the country is quite large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad will be bridsemaid/best man next month, so they prepared different activities for the Bacholor(ette) parties. Everything is pretty much ready. The 25th of this month will be a day to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else... Oh yes, there's now asphalt on the driveway. Mom says it's cleaner and looks better. There's also a new fence on which dad will attach an intimacy wall to prevent the next door neighbor from watch them &lt;em&gt;"playing"&lt;/em&gt; in the spa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaijian!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-5809660131688404870?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/5809660131688404870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=5809660131688404870' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5809660131688404870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5809660131688404870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/08/end-of-summer.html' title='The End of Summer'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-6178402162681047490</id><published>2007-07-23T09:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T09:44:11.105-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kylie Buzz</title><content type='html'>I love you Kylie.  Too bad you don't spell you're name right...  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oBi0p4gRcDY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oBi0p4gRcDY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-6178402162681047490?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/6178402162681047490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=6178402162681047490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6178402162681047490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6178402162681047490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/07/kylie-buzz.html' title='The Kylie Buzz'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-7723413244857593421</id><published>2007-07-17T09:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T11:58:38.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.antarcticconnection.com/AB1583000equick/images/gifts/clock-chill2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.antarcticconnection.com/AB1583000equick/images/gifts/clock-chill2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an incredible amount of nothingness going in dad's life. Now that they finished watching season six of 24, there's nothing left to do, except perhaps start a new tv series...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's contact at the Chinese embassy told her some bad news concerning the delays. He said it could go up to 36 months. Also, the CCAA is trying to spread the workload by opening another branch in the U.S. Doing so, it's going to take more time to prep and install. Of course the end result will be positive but the investment will cost...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-7723413244857593421?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/7723413244857593421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=7723413244857593421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7723413244857593421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7723413244857593421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/07/questions.html' title='The Questions'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-7572690567827459611</id><published>2007-07-04T10:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T11:25:02.996-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Daddy'/><title type='text'>The Old Driver</title><content type='html'>Dad is right-handed but hits from the left. I don't get it... He must be very confused in life. When he was young (not so long ago), his parents bought him a set of golf clubs. With thoses, he started playing, got mad, and quit. The cheap beginer set came from the store "Consumer Distributing". He played a couple of games (a few of them under 100) with his father a familly before throwing all that away because of lack of stimulation. Dad is an extreme radical type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years passed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he married mommy, he quickly realized that it was a package deal - her familly came with it accompanied with a semi-compulsive-not-too-disturbing passion of golf. After 6 years of relationship, dad finaly decided to follow the inlaws to the driving range to hit a few balls. A coulpes of curves, another few straight, it's not so bad. A little rusty but it should be ok after a few buckets, though the clubs are very old... Mom-in-law said: "this is obsolete, you need to change that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa est droitier mais frappe de la gauche - c'est à rien y comprendre... Il doit être très confu dans la vie!&lt;br /&gt;Quand il était jeune (et ça ne fait pas très longtemps), ses parents lui on acheté un set de bâton de golf. C'est avec ce set qu'il a fait ses débuts, ses colères et puis l'abandon du golf. Ils avaient été faire un tour au magasin "Distribution aux Consommateurs" pour lui procurer quelque chose de pas trop cher pour débutant. Il a joué plusieurs parties (quelques unes en bas de 100) avec son père et la famille avant de toute sacrer là par manque de stimulation. Papa est un type Extreme Radical au cube.&lt;br /&gt;Les années passèrent...&lt;br /&gt;En marriant maman, il s'est vite rendu compte que la famille de maman fait partie du package accompagné d'une passion du golf quasi-compulsive-mais-saine des beaux-parents. Après 6 ans de vie commune, papa décida enfin de suivre les beaux au driving range avec son vieux kit pour frapper un panier. Quelques balles croches, quelques balles droites - c'est pas si pire! C'est rouillé mais ça devrait aller après quelques paniers, mais les bâton sont vraiment vieux. Belle-maman disait : "c'est désuet ton affaire, faudrait changer ça!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle avait raison...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rou22ZwRIrI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3pRelipnFsI/s1600-h/PICT2432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083357650160263858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rou22ZwRIrI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3pRelipnFsI/s200/PICT2432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rou27JwRIsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/hpwmeZ7u1EI/s1600-h/PICT2433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083357731764642498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rou27JwRIsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/hpwmeZ7u1EI/s200/PICT2433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rou3BZwRItI/AAAAAAAAAFc/j5lxt6dqCm0/s1600-h/PICT2434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083357839138824914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rou3BZwRItI/AAAAAAAAAFc/j5lxt6dqCm0/s200/PICT2434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-7572690567827459611?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/7572690567827459611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=7572690567827459611' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7572690567827459611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7572690567827459611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/07/old-driver.html' title='The Old Driver'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rou22ZwRIrI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3pRelipnFsI/s72-c/PICT2432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-5701386450746756043</id><published>2007-06-29T10:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T09:34:10.700-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little craziness'/><title type='text'>The trip - China 2007 (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RoUYppwRIqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/W2DowH8fGnk/s1600-h/beijing-map.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081494858419479202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RoUYppwRIqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/W2DowH8fGnk/s200/beijing-map.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What are they up to now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't believe; they just bought 2 tickets for Beijing. No later than last night, mom booked them by phone with Continental Airlines, flight 98 from Burlington (about 1h from Montreal). Only one stop at Newark and then, straight to Beijing. All of it for less than 2000$. What a deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and just thinking they'll go again in about 2 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't plan the itinerary yet - because of the low price of the tickets, they prefered buying them and then decide what to doand where to go. One thing sure, mom is gonna spend more time in the Forbidden City then last time. They remember running accross the whole thing with 45 other people, many of them quite old, and even one in a wheel chair. You should know that the inside (pavement, steps, rooms) of the Forbidden City is not exactly wheel chair friendly... Anyway, no time to read, just snap a few pics, pass go and forget about collecting your 200. This time, mom will have all the time in world to check everything she learned at university (bac degree in est-asian studies). They might even stay in the entire day, pic-nic on a park bench, practice mandarin chinese with locals, soak in the history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you have any suggestion on what to see, where to go, please don't hesitate. (note that they allready went 3 years ago, &lt;a href="http://zulumika.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!744D97078F275F7A!498.entry"&gt;see china 2005 videos&lt;/a&gt;, so they don't want to do the same trip again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon ... Ils font quoi les 2 singes là?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immaginez-vous donc qu'ils se sont achetés 2 billets pour Beijing. Pas plus tard qu'hier soir, maman les a booké par téléphone avec Continental Airlines, vol 89 à partir de Burlington (à environ 1h de montréal). Seulement 1 escale à Newark et ensuite, direct Beijing, le tout pour 2000$. Bonne deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et dire qu'il vont revenir encore dans moin de 2 ans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ils n'ont pas encore planifié la route - étant donné le prix des billets, ils ont préféré les acheter et décider quoi faire après. Une chose est sûr, maman va passer plus de temps dans la cité interdite que la dernière fois. On se rappelera qu'ils avaient courru en groupe organisé à travers la cité, porte à porte en 2 heures, à peine le temps de lire et de prendre quelques photos. Cette fois-ci, maman va avoir le temps de tout voir ce qu'elle a appris pendant ses années de BAC en études est-asiatiques. Ils risquent d'y passer la journée - pic-nic sur un banc, pratiquer le mandarin avec d'autres touristes, profiter du beau temps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ils sont ouvert aux suggestions; si vous avez des idées sur ce qu'ils devraient aller voir, gênez-vous pas. (Noter qu'ils sont déjà allés en 2005 : &lt;a href="http://zulumika.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!744D97078F275F7A!498.entry"&gt;China 2005 videos&lt;/a&gt;. Ils ne veullent pas nécessairement refaire le même voyage...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-5701386450746756043?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/5701386450746756043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=5701386450746756043' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5701386450746756043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5701386450746756043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/06/trip-china-2007-part-1.html' title='The trip - China 2007 (part 1)'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RoUYppwRIqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/W2DowH8fGnk/s72-c/beijing-map.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-304721766213021563</id><published>2007-06-15T22:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T18:31:42.842-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little craziness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>The Zoo Video</title><content type='html'>Bon ben là, j'vous gâte ma gang de snoro. Comme j'ai été cheap dans les derniers posts ('pas de ma faute si papa est slow), j'en met plus maintenant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Primo, le nouveau char de maman.&lt;/span&gt; Une belle New Beetle de l'année Vert Gecko, sièges chauffants, power toute et une radio qui lit les mp3 - pour la musique de fou de papa. Comme il faut la garder propre, maman est un peu zélé sur l'anti-tache. Papa dit que ça sera pas long qu'il va falloir enlever ses souliers avant d'entrer dans l'auto ... J'ai hâte de voir ça cet hiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comme promis, des photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RnNSQWtx-AI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Neo_QbCU67c/s1600-h/PICT2406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076491645905664002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RnNSQWtx-AI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Neo_QbCU67c/s200/PICT2406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RnNSkWtx-BI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aopZCaMwLBI/s1600-h/PICT2201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076491989503047698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RnNSkWtx-BI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aopZCaMwLBI/s200/PICT2201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Secondo, le zoo.&lt;/span&gt; Il leurs a pogné une trip soudainement ... Aller au zoo. Fallait aller voir des animaux. J'sais pas d'où le buzz vient, j'comprend pas comment ça se fait, mais les 2 singes voulaient aller voir des "nanimos". Plein de nanimos! Faque, 'saute dans la Beetle Gecko en direction de Granby, ils se sont payé la traite, kodak dans une main, le petit guide de l'avanturier avec map dans l'autre. Fallait tout voir et surtout rien manquer. Ils ont tellement photographié que papa à tué la pile de la caméra en une journée. Il a quand même eu le temps de poser le petit hotel charmant où ils ont resté pour la nuit - un petit luxe que maman voulait puisqu'une journée complète de marche, c'est dur et ça ne lui tentait pas de revenir à Laval le même jour. Après tout c'est une grosse heure et demi de route... (maman est fancy un brin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Le St-Christophe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RnNWxWtx-CI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4m4HmswbCc0/s1600-h/PICT2387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076496610887858210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RnNWxWtx-CI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4m4HmswbCc0/s200/PICT2387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RnNW_Gtx-DI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2Qqo7Z6qFO4/s1600-h/PICT2388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076496847111059506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RnNW_Gtx-DI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2Qqo7Z6qFO4/s200/PICT2388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RnNXc2tx-EI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LO84bLdy12w/s1600-h/PICT2392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076497358212167746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RnNXc2tx-EI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LO84bLdy12w/s200/PICT2392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Le video du Zoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="500" height="375" data="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=743111&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color="&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="best" /&gt; &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt; &lt;param name="scale" value="showAll" /&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=743111&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/743111/l:embed_743111"&gt;Zoo&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/user367089/l:embed_743111"&gt;Papa Kaylie&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/l:embed_743111"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poison - "Native Tongue" et "The Scream" * 1993&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Une autre affaire!&lt;/span&gt; On s'est fait prendre... et solide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maman est assise devant la télé et papa devant son ordi en train de convertir le foutu video, ça sonne à la porte. Comme papa fait semblant de n'avoir rien entendu, maman se lève et va répondre. 2 ti-gras son plantés devant la porte et lui explique qu'il est arrivé un accident. En jouant avec leurs amis, une balle de baseball est tombé sur la fenêtre arrière de la nouvelle beetle; la fenêtre est brisée.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RnNZS2tx-FI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pAgZvfH1zo8/s1600-h/PICT2429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076499385436731474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RnNZS2tx-FI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pAgZvfH1zo8/s200/PICT2429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh non, pas le nouveau char de maman!!! Et là, la boucanne sort. Elle crit à papa de venir et de s'en occupper puisqu'elle a vraiment le goût de leurs arracher la tête. Papa lui dit d'arrêter de faire des ronds dans la cuisine et de se calmer pendant qu'il met ses souliers. Il prend les clefs et il sort pour voir les dommages et discuter avec les jeunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RnNalmtx-GI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Ep8myvYSoHs/s1600-h/PICT2430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076500807070906466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RnNalmtx-GI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Ep8myvYSoHs/s200/PICT2430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les jeunes son mort de rire! Y'en a même un de caché dans le buisson qui filmait tout... En voyant ça, papa laisse maman capoter un brin dans la maison avant de rentrer pour aller chercher la caméra. Maman était déjà au téléphone avec les assurances... ("a niaise pas avec ça...") Il lui dit de racrocher c't'affaire là et d'aller voir. Sans rien comprendre, elle racroche et sort en s'attendant de voir une balle ben étampé dans la fenêtre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... et maman et qui respire à nouveau en voyant la joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RnNc52tx-HI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DNtANIMwPNI/s1600-h/PICT2431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076503353986513010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RnNc52tx-HI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DNtANIMwPNI/s200/PICT2431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-304721766213021563?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/304721766213021563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=304721766213021563' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/304721766213021563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/304721766213021563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/06/zoo-video.html' title='The Zoo Video'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RnNSQWtx-AI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Neo_QbCU67c/s72-c/PICT2406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-6432059310611110460</id><published>2007-06-13T09:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T09:32:34.215-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rm_vNGtx9_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Cmo2BaYGL9c/s1600-h/logo_zoo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075538313489807346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rm_vNGtx9_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Cmo2BaYGL9c/s200/logo_zoo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bon ok ... Je n'ai pas donné de nouvelles parce que j'ai vraiment rien à dire et que Papa est en train de faire le video du Zoo. Y'é comme dans un buzz de musique hard-rock des années 80; ils ont tous les cheveux plus long que maman. Ça doit être une de ses phases. Prochain post, le video devrait être là.&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/4068050126436087217-6432059310611110460?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/6432059310611110460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=6432059310611110460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6432059310611110460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6432059310611110460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/06/bon-ok.html' title='The Zoo'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rm_vNGtx9_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Cmo2BaYGL9c/s72-c/logo_zoo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-8587440841029314786</id><published>2007-06-07T11:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T10:58:27.136-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Daddy'/><title type='text'>The Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RmgzQWtx9-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/WDWXKU-XDsk/s1600-h/geic0706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073361336301385698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 79px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px" height="87" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RmgzQWtx9-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/WDWXKU-XDsk/s200/geic0706.jpg" width="91" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Maman à reçu son nouveau char. New Beetle Vert Gecko. J'ai pas trop compris le rapport entre la folie et un balais, mais papa dit que maman est folle. Carément folle de son nouveau char. Maintenant, ça l'aire qu'il faut enlever ses souliers pour monter dans l'auto. ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il y aura des photos bientôt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RmgrlWtx99I/AAAAAAAAADs/ybrqQFUsjh4/s1600-h/question.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073352900985616338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 84px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px" height="124" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RmgrlWtx99I/AAAAAAAAADs/ybrqQFUsjh4/s200/question.jpg" width="106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa s’est fait invité à répondre à un questionnaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voici ses réponses :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 jobs que j'ai eu dans ma vie:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cuisinier chez Harvey’s (plate)&lt;br /&gt;- Représentant de peinture pour CIL chez Reno-dépôt (plate)&lt;br /&gt;- Vendeur chez Foot-Locker (y m’on sacré dehors puisque je déteste bullshitter le monde avec le maudit de protecteur a soulier)&lt;br /&gt;- Instructeur de tennis (bon ok, juste 1 mois mais tellement le fun)&lt;br /&gt;(Ah pis quin un petit extra intéressant: j’ai été recruté pour conduire dans une équipe de course automobile multi-affiliation comme pilote back-up. J’ai eu la chance de faire quelques courses en stock car sur circuit ovale (Ford Thunderbird modifié, 480cv), 3 courses en Rally (Ford Escort avec tranny Quatro (audi) 270cv) et 3 courses de go-cart (100 et 125 cc). Ça payait genre 100$ la course et des fois même pas payé…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 émissions que je regardais jadis:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Happy days&lt;br /&gt;- Three’s company&lt;br /&gt;- Les Transformers (tsé, j’ai été ti-gars…)&lt;br /&gt;- Knight Rider (avec le beau David Hasselhoff)&lt;br /&gt;(C’est sûr que j’ai regardé des fois des bonhommes et quelques passe-partout mais ça m’a jamais pogné autant que de voir Fonzie faire son « signature thumbs-up ».)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 films dont je ne me lasse pas:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Zoolander (l’humour tiré par les cheveux…)&lt;br /&gt;- N’importe quoi de StarTrek (tsé, chu encore un ti-gars)&lt;br /&gt;- Days of thunder (Avec Tom Cruise; ça me rappelle des souvenirs du temps)&lt;br /&gt;- Shawshank redemption (un clasique)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 endroits où je passerais mes vacances:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(vous allez penser que j’suis fou…)&lt;br /&gt;- Everest base camp (on y va en novembre prochain)&lt;br /&gt;- Sur un bateau d’exploration/recherche en Antartique (un jour…)&lt;br /&gt;- Sur mon vélo de montagne au peru (peut-être un jour)&lt;br /&gt;- Au nord de l’Écosse dans le coin de la ville de Lochinver (j’ai plein de photo de moutons)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 websites que je fréquente régulièrement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Wiki&lt;br /&gt;- Les blogs… (ben quin!)&lt;br /&gt;- Google Earth (che pas si ça compte comme un site internet…)&lt;br /&gt;- Music123.com (pour baver devant les belles guitares électriques)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 plats ou aliments que j'aime:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- La poutine - moi aussi (et j’suis pas de Drummondville)&lt;br /&gt;- Rouleaux impériaux (Viet)&lt;br /&gt;- Poulet au césame sauté sur nouilles croustillante (thai)&lt;br /&gt;- De la pizza (mais devant un match de foot, c’est bien meilleur)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 endroits où j'aimerais être maintenant:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Dans le studio de musique en trian de faire une toune (pour kaylie)&lt;br /&gt;- Sur le bord de la Yangzi Jiang - Rivière Yangtze (en portant Kaylie)&lt;br /&gt;- En train de monter le Kilimanjaro (avec Kaylie)&lt;br /&gt;- Marcher tranquillement dans une allée d’église (en essayant d’ajuster le voile, sans brailler devant Kaylie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 bloggeurs/bloggeuses qui vont prendre le relais:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Là, c’est d’essayer de trouver qqun qui ne s’est pas déjà fait inviter… )&lt;br /&gt;- Mélanie -&gt; Mahée-Lee&lt;br /&gt;- Claire -&gt; Zoé&lt;br /&gt;- Martin et Nancy -&gt; Alixane&lt;br /&gt;- Joël et Nathalie -&gt; Maëlie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey-hey, j'viens de lire ça!! Ça parle de moi dans c'te questionnaire là-là!! C'est quoi ces affaires là?! Ouin ben, en tout cas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les 2 singes s'en vont au Zoo de Grandby ce W-E (en New Beetle bien sûr). Il vont probablement rapporter plein de photo de singeries... et d'animeaux aussi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À plus tard. Bibi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-8587440841029314786?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/8587440841029314786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=8587440841029314786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8587440841029314786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8587440841029314786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/06/questions.html' title='The Questions'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RmgzQWtx9-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/WDWXKU-XDsk/s72-c/geic0706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-5722550414024706643</id><published>2007-06-01T09:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T10:53:50.457-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little craziness'/><title type='text'>The New Beetle</title><content type='html'>Bon! Maman s'est décidé sur un coup de tête pour la verte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En faite, ça commencé v'là 3 ans et demi. Ils ont loué une Corolla et un Echo de base tout nu, ben ben vite, en mega-urgence parce que ça pressait et on n'avait pas le temps de niaiser. Maman était à l'école de contrôle aérien et papa avait une job de merde avec des machines à pitons avec des écrans. (les 2 sans-coeur ne pensaient même pas à moi dans ce temps là...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maintenant qu'ils ont des "vrai jobs" (comme dit papa) et ils font plus de "moulah" (comme dit papa encore), ils peuvent se permettre des chars qui font plus d'affaires, qui roule mieux et qui vont plus vite... Le problème c'est qu'ils sont pognés dans des locations de 60 mois et que papa est ben tanné de se promenner en Toyota Echo, power rien et pas d'air climatisé... Ça fait pas chic et en plus, il a chaud le pauvre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben tanné...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comme la Corolla de maman s'échange plus facilement et que la pénalité est moin cher, maman s'est décidé. Ils sont allés faire un essai routier d'une Beetle full equipped chez Volks et paf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vendu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RmAfBlEQkkI/AAAAAAAAADk/Ats4qXAuAlA/s1600-h/beetle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071087292409483842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RmAfBlEQkkI/AAAAAAAAADk/Ats4qXAuAlA/s400/beetle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-5722550414024706643?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/5722550414024706643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=5722550414024706643' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5722550414024706643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5722550414024706643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-beetle.html' title='The New Beetle'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RmAfBlEQkkI/AAAAAAAAADk/Ats4qXAuAlA/s72-c/beetle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-6743195335349975137</id><published>2007-05-28T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T21:40:03.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The LID - April 2, 2007</title><content type='html'>Bon, c'est fait.  Maman et papa ont reçu le LID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;2 avril 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party-on Wayne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-6743195335349975137?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/6743195335349975137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=6743195335349975137' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6743195335349975137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6743195335349975137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/05/lid-april-2-2007.html' title='The LID - April 2, 2007'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-3853648896050705771</id><published>2007-05-22T12:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T13:21:40.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Young Senator Fan</title><content type='html'>Des Parents Zen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three-year-old Elgin Fraser ended his battle with cancer just hours after he watched his favourite team, the Ottawa Senators, win a place in the Stanley Cup finals.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.ctv.ca/archives/CTVNews/img2/20070522/160_elgin_fraser_070522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" height="137" alt="" src="http://images.ctv.ca/archives/CTVNews/img2/20070522/160_elgin_fraser_070522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.ctv.ca/archives/CTVNews/img2/20070521/160_elgin_070521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" height="104" alt="" src="http://images.ctv.ca/archives/CTVNews/img2/20070521/160_elgin_070521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.sympatico.msn.com/?g=e5ea6375-c27a-46dc-990b-d5bd47ce8b25&amp;f=imbot_en-ca_default&amp;amp;fg=blog"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Des parents qui ont fait un bout de chemin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Papa voulait préciser, concernant le dernier post, que les limites de vitesses sur les autoroutes entre Luxembourg et Paris sont à 130 Km/h. Donc rouler à 160 sur des routes à péage (lire route qui ont du bon-sang) n'est pas si exagéré...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-3853648896050705771?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/3853648896050705771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=3853648896050705771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/3853648896050705771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/3853648896050705771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/05/young-senator-fan.html' title='The Young Senator Fan'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-921592926363636605</id><published>2007-05-07T12:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T10:51:42.558-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>The Race - Euro Style</title><content type='html'>Brulés! Mais quand je vous dis brulé, c'est à vif! Ils sont revenu de vacances assez claqués merci. Une semaine de vacances, c'est déjà pas beaucoup mais, faire 5 pays dans la même semaine ... ça brule son vieux début 30'aine. Pourtant tout à bien commencé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maman à utilisé son statut de controleure aérien pour avoir 2 sièges gratos en classe club dans Air Sardine. Mousseux avant le décolage, ustensilles en métal (le couteau inclus...) avec 4 choix au menu et du vrai vin à la bouteille, écouteurs gratos et toute la patente. Papa n'a quand même pas réussi à dormir sur le vol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrivé à Bruxelles, rencontre avec Mme Debrun et son mari (des gens absolument charmants) à l'aéroport. Visite guidé de la ville en voiture pendant que le corp crit "CAFÉÉÉÉ"; il est 7h20 AM. Arrivé à la maison de Mme Debrun, un petit dodo de 2h pour ensuite, se relever plus fatigué qu'avant. Encore tout pucké, ils se tappent une salade aux bétraves et andives avec une bière ... Ben quoi, un petit "dej" bien normal! ... Et on repart sur la trotte. Visite la ville un brin mais papa commence à trainer de la patte sérieusement, donc ils reviennent pour pouvoir "diner" tôt et se coucher. Ils soupent à 9h30PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le lendemain, le train (pas le TGV mais bien juste T) vers Luxembourg. Papa et Maman assit en classe seconde, un groupe de d'ado envahit tous les vagons, sauf LE vagon de première classe. Papa et maman on fait tout le trajet Bruxelles - Lux en 1iere classe. Marie-Claude, la soeur de maman, est venu les chercher à la gare, diner rapide à la maison et hop en voiture pour visiter Luxembourg où c'est papa qui conduit une manuelle 6 vitesses a clutch capricieuse, frein ULTRA sensible et un GPS qui prend 45 minutes à afficher l'emplacement actuel. Revenu à la maison brulé, on soupe vers les 10hPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vers Paris à 160km/h avec Jean-Jacques Goldman sur une autoroute franchement plus belle qu'au Québec, chercher la bonne sortie du périf, les motos qui roulent sur la ligne pointillée entre les voitures... Paris. Ils restent une nuit chez Anne-Marie, Patrick et son nouveau né de 2 semaine. Ils on essayé de souper tôt pour se coucher tôt pour se lever tôt le lendemain; ils ont soupé à 10h30PM. Note à papa : ne jamais dormir les fenêtres ouverte dans le 20ième ; sirènes de polices, sirènes de pompier, sirènes d'ambulances ... sirènes toute la nuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiener schnitzel avec frites à Trier, Allemagne; c'est un brin lourd pour le petit estomac fragile de papa, mais toujours délicieux. Retour à la maison de la soeur, gosse un brin, commence à avoir faim et on soupe vers les 10hPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En hollande, si vous entrez dans un coffee-shop, on ne vend pas que du café. Maastricht est la ville la plus proche pour se procurer son "Daily fix" de gazon vert foncé à coup de 5g maximum par personne. Maman dit que juste d'entrer dans le coffee-shop, t'as ton daily fix... Après la session de magasinage intensive des femmes et le mal de coeur dû au mélange de fumé verte et de petit Hamburger à pain sec, ils rembarquent dans la renault, retournent à la maison pour préparer le souper tôt ... 10h15PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observation de papa : il dit que les femmes Allemandes, Hollandaises, Belges, Françaises et Luxembougeoises son relativement jolie mais que ça ne bat pas les Québecoises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa a préparé un "preview". La version finale sera prète dans quelques semaines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/133ELOWEHEjSUdyCh" width="425" height="299" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1x9b9_europe2007"&gt;Europe2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/zulumika"&gt;zulumika&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-921592926363636605?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/921592926363636605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=921592926363636605' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/921592926363636605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/921592926363636605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/05/race-euro-style.html' title='The Race - Euro Style'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-2335279160050789334</id><published>2007-04-27T11:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T20:57:41.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vacation - Euro Style</title><content type='html'>Maman et Papa ont prit une petite semaine de vacance grâce à une promo de Air Sardines à 487$ pour Bruxelle (retour inclus, oui-oui!). Ils vont donc en profiter pour faire la tournée et aller voir tout le monde: Mme DeBrun en Bellgique, Marie-Claude au Luxembourg, un petit tour dans les Pays-Bas, et Anne-Marie à Paris. 4 pays en 6 jours : que la course commence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ils vont peut-être prendre quelques jours supplémentaire en revenant pour se reposer de leurs vacances... De retour le 6 mai 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.  Comme ça l'aire que le CCAA va jouer au yo-yo avec les parents, faites donc pareil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="320" wmode="transparent" data="http://www.flicklife.com/flvideo/flvplayer.swf?file=http://www.flicklife.com/flvideo/2779.flv&amp;vid=eadedb559786c809cc59&amp;e=y"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flicklife.com/flvideo/flvplayer.swf?file=http://www.flicklife.com/flvideo/2779.flv&amp;vid=eadedb559786c809cc59&amp;e=y"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-2335279160050789334?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/2335279160050789334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=2335279160050789334' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/2335279160050789334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/2335279160050789334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/04/vacation-euro-style.html' title='The Vacation - Euro Style'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-3703497299292488766</id><published>2007-04-19T07:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T10:55:05.897-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little craziness'/><title type='text'>The Light Bulb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Ridd9dIoSzI/AAAAAAAAADc/PjU4-Zv6d4E/s1600-h/sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055112417120897842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Ridd9dIoSzI/AAAAAAAAADc/PjU4-Zv6d4E/s200/sun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Papa s'est levé ce matin et comme a tous les matins, il regarde dehors pour voir le temps qu'il va faire. Pendant que l'eau chauffe pour faire le thé matinal, il se dirige vers la fenêtre. En scrutant le ciel, il a remarqué quelque chose... Quelque chose d'inhabituel... Il prend bien soin de regarder comme il faut pour finalement se rendre compte qu'il y a un ampoule allumé dans le ciel. Une espèce de lumière jaune, ronde et très brillante juste au dessus de l'horizon. La CIA, FBI, Homeland Security conjointement avec la GRC et NORAD doivent être tous déjà là-dessus c'est sûr... C'est pas normal pantoute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il change de fenêtre pour bien s'assurer que ce n'est pas une illusion ou un truc du genre - NON. Il y a vraiment une grosse ampoule électrique dans le ciel ce matin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-3703497299292488766?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/3703497299292488766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=3703497299292488766' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/3703497299292488766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/3703497299292488766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/04/light-bulb.html' title='The Light Bulb'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Ridd9dIoSzI/AAAAAAAAADc/PjU4-Zv6d4E/s72-c/sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-7768008184732841317</id><published>2007-04-17T10:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T10:55:14.252-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little craziness'/><title type='text'>The Wind</title><content type='html'>Un cri dans la nuit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22h15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa était confortablement abrillé sous la nouvelle couette IKEA super chaude et commencait tranquillement à s'endormir quand soudainement... Un cri de mort:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;MATHIEUUUUUU!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et papa qui ouvre les yeux.&lt;br /&gt;- Mmmmfff, quoi, hein, HOA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il sort brusquement de son demi-someil, saute en bas du lit et sort de la chambre à la recherche de maman pensant qu'il y a un voleur dans la maison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- T'es où?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maman le rejoint dans le passage et lui explique que la "légère &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RiUXrvLcf8I/AAAAAAAAADU/EznQ2clyKLw/s1600-h/wind-disaster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054472196959535042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RiUXrvLcf8I/AAAAAAAAADU/EznQ2clyKLw/s200/wind-disaster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;brise des derniers jours" a soulevé le couvercle du spa (qui, faut préciser, est en fonction à l'année longue); couvercle qui doit ben peser 60-70 lbs certain et plein de débris du voisinage sont en train de flotter dedans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et là... Dans un empressement quasi-illégale, les deux tourtereaux sortent de la maison par la porte patio, en pyjama, nu-pieds dans les espadrilles pour arrenger le tout. Le vent avait soulevé le couvercle et arraché le levier de métal, toutes les vis et les deux chaines qui le tient en place. Le couvercle est encore en une pièce mais tout le reste est peté.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- On arengera ça demain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maman est d'accord. Ils remettent le couvercle en prenant bien soin cette fois-ci de l'attacher avec les petites clips fournis avec l'installation mais que papa est trop paresseux pour "clipper" à chaque fois...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Une fois bien réinstallé sous la nouvelle couette IKEA vraiment trop chaude, tous deux regardent le plafond les yeux grands ouverts. Maman tourne la tête vers papa et lui dit : "tu t'endors pus hein..."?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-7768008184732841317?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/7768008184732841317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=7768008184732841317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7768008184732841317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7768008184732841317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/04/wind.html' title='The Wind'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RiUXrvLcf8I/AAAAAAAAADU/EznQ2clyKLw/s72-c/wind-disaster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-5734934654660119345</id><published>2007-04-09T11:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T18:28:56.299-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>The Trip to Indonesia 2004</title><content type='html'>Revisé!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il a finalement terminé son vidéo. Ça dure seulement 10 minutes puisqu'il manquant désespérment de matériel. Il en a mit du temps sur celui-là... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="500" height="375" data="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=742992&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color="&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="best" /&gt; &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt; &lt;param name="scale" value="showAll" /&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=742992&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/742992/l:embed_742992"&gt;Bali 2004&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/user367089/l:embed_742992"&gt;Papa Kaylie&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/l:embed_742992"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa s'est fait poser avec une Bass artisanale devant un magasin de musique à Nusa Dua, Bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RhphgfyNDuI/AAAAAAAAADE/QqEZZfoE274/s1600-h/01230013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051457142965210850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RhphgfyNDuI/AAAAAAAAADE/QqEZZfoE274/s400/01230013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rhzcm_Lcf7I/AAAAAAAAADM/3shNijHdUUQ/s1600-h/qwe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052155444355432370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rhzcm_Lcf7I/AAAAAAAAADM/3shNijHdUUQ/s200/qwe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Je ne parlerai pas du 2 jours d'attribution du CCAA. Maman et papa sont tout les 2 ben éfouairé en position félale dans le coin du salon a déprimer en ragardant Jack Bauer sauver le monde. Faites autre chose, pensez à autre chose, aller jouer dehors...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-5734934654660119345?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/5734934654660119345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=5734934654660119345' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5734934654660119345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5734934654660119345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/04/trip-to-indonesia-2004.html' title='The Trip to Indonesia 2004'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RhphgfyNDuI/AAAAAAAAADE/QqEZZfoE274/s72-c/01230013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-4375814331413585165</id><published>2007-04-08T10:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T10:19:48.992-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Daddy'/><title type='text'>The Daddy (pictures)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quelques vieilles photos de papa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/Me/PICT0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/Me/PICT0193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/Me/PICT0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/Me/PICT0132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/Me/PICT0189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/Me/PICT0189.jpg" border="0" /&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/4068050126436087217-4375814331413585165?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/4375814331413585165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=4375814331413585165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/4375814331413585165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/4375814331413585165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/04/daddy-pictures.html' title='The Daddy (pictures)'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-2162949065342932707</id><published>2007-03-27T19:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T10:21:12.756-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Daddy'/><title type='text'>The Music Studio (home made)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Papa dit avoir enfin finni de gosser avec ses 100 milles machines, "c'est prêt, ça marche et ça enregiste". Maman dit que ça finnira jamais, le gossage... Papa n'est jamais content de la vitesse des machines. Maman dit que papa est difficile. Papa veut une autre machine plus vite pour faire des videos. Maman pense qu'il en a assez des machines. Papa va surement gagner le prochain tirage de 22 millions. Maman se pète la tête sur les murs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/Computer/PICT1747.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/Computer/th_PICT1747.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/Computer/PICT1749.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/zulumika/Computer/th_PICT1749.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;On va avoir un sérieux problème tantôt...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-2162949065342932707?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/2162949065342932707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=2162949065342932707' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/2162949065342932707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/2162949065342932707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/03/music-studio-home-made.html' title='The Music Studio (home made)'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-6706753360935745320</id><published>2007-03-19T09:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T07:57:55.059-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>The Brunch</title><content type='html'>Papa s'énerve encore avec sa machine à piton et ses videos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mononc'Nino, matante'Stephanie et le petit Maxime sont venu bruncher dimanche midi.  Ça faisait très longtemps qu'on ne les avait pas vu.  Maman et papa s'étaient beaucoup ennuié d'eux.  Le  petit Max fut comme toujours la vedette de la journée, donc papa a immortalisé le moment pour possiblement, dans quelques années, faire rejouer ce vidéo devant la conjointe de Max devenu grand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=3805867042146535050&amp;hl=en-CA" flashvars=""&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-6706753360935745320?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/6706753360935745320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=6706753360935745320' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6706753360935745320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6706753360935745320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/03/brunch.html' title='The Brunch'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-1623240604075759407</id><published>2007-03-16T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T16:02:22.943-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gifts'/><title type='text'>The Gift (part 1)</title><content type='html'>Chaque jours, papa prend le train.  À la sortie de la gare central à Montréal, il doit marcher à travers la place et passer plusieurs magasin dont une boutique de souvenir tenu par une madamme asiatique (je dis bien madamme asiatique puisque qu'elle a les "yeux bridés" mais ça l'aire qu'on n'a plus le droit de dire "yeux bridés" maintenant...) super gentille.  Papa s'arrête quelques secondes devant cette boutique là tout les matins à regarder dans la vitrine.  Il se park là et il rêvasse à che pas trop quoi... J'imagine que c'est son p'tit High de la journée.  En repassant devant ce soir pour reprendre le train, il s'est arrêté encore mais il est entré dans le magasin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RfrycbBIhfI/AAAAAAAAACg/E175uHYJGfg/s1600-h/PICT1697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042609302897460722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RfrycbBIhfI/AAAAAAAAACg/E175uHYJGfg/s400/PICT1697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un cadeau chaud de papa pour célébrer l'envoie du dossier. Le timing est excellent puisque ça l'aire qui va faire froid en fin de semaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maman a dit en riant que papa est "freak"!  Papa dit qu'elle n'a pas raison!!!  PAS RAISON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-1623240604075759407?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/1623240604075759407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=1623240604075759407' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/1623240604075759407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/1623240604075759407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/03/gift-part-1.html' title='The Gift (part 1)'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RfrycbBIhfI/AAAAAAAAACg/E175uHYJGfg/s72-c/PICT1697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-1390839163415254684</id><published>2007-03-16T11:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T10:56:23.470-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little craziness'/><title type='text'>The St-Patrick`s</title><content type='html'>Papa est encore en train de fourer l'chien avec des niaiseries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pikipimp.com/clicked/415820" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img alt="my pimped pic!" src="http://hosted2.pikipimp.com/pimped_photo/s/image/0/415/820/compiled.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vraiment ... Ça promet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-1390839163415254684?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/1390839163415254684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=1390839163415254684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/1390839163415254684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/1390839163415254684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/03/st-patricks.html' title='The St-Patrick`s'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-189794971867191788</id><published>2007-03-15T16:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T16:06:31.237-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Menou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rfr4T7BIhgI/AAAAAAAAACo/WWHzi26GIHA/s1600-h/PICT1699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042615753938339330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rfr4T7BIhgI/AAAAAAAAACo/WWHzi26GIHA/s400/PICT1699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C'est Geisha aux yeux bioniques qui vous dit un petit bonjour!&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/4068050126436087217-189794971867191788?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/189794971867191788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=189794971867191788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/189794971867191788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/189794971867191788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/03/cest-geisha-aux-yeux-bioniques-qui-vous.html' title='The Menou'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/Rfr4T7BIhgI/AAAAAAAAACo/WWHzi26GIHA/s72-c/PICT1699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-5909923403195353541</id><published>2007-03-14T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T15:44:41.857-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>The Call</title><content type='html'>Maman et papa ont recu un appel de "Enfant du monde". Le dossier est parti en Chine! Yéééé! La LID dans 6 semaines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est maintenant au tour de papa de sortir un video. Voyons voir ce que ça donne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="316" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/1eKyveNDamn9dacHE"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/1eKyveNDamn9dacHE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="316" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-5909923403195353541?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/5909923403195353541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=5909923403195353541' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5909923403195353541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5909923403195353541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/03/week-end.html' title='The Call'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-395486398375245330</id><published>2007-03-06T07:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T15:46:07.974-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy is losing it'/><title type='text'>The Paint</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RezgK8jTvEI/AAAAAAAAACY/xmC_71F2HlY/s1600-h/gre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038648561778277442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RezgK8jTvEI/AAAAAAAAACY/xmC_71F2HlY/s200/gre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est le tour à maman maintenant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle à décidé de repeinturer la chambre. MA chambre! Le tout a commencé avec une simple idée. Mettre de la peinture sur 1 mur et laisser des autres tranquilles. Mais là, y'a un phénomène annuel qui s'est présenté à la maison tell la révolution avec le petit livre rouge de Mao: le catalogue IKEA. Maman s'est sauvé dans la salle de bain avec le catalogue pendant 2 heures. C'est long prendre une douche chez nous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Une fois toute propre (vraiment?), la chambre était meublé. Lit, matelas, chaise, bureau, talettes, tapis, draps et la grenouille. Elle avait tout en tête et fallait aller chercher ça le plus tôt possible puisque y'a des spéciaux sur la peinture et faut en profiter.&lt;br /&gt;Et c'est là que les sourcis de papa à commencer à lever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ça commencé avec de la peinture pour ma chambre (fallait que ça fite avec les nouveaux meubles ... pas encore achetés). Et maman qui explique à papa.&lt;br /&gt;- Bon ok, la peinture pour la chambre de Kaylie, on va metre tel couleur ici et tel couleur là et bla-bla-bla. Mais tant qu'à ça, aussi ben en acheter plus pour refaire notre chambre. Ça besoin de se faire rafraichir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ah bon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ben oui, dit-elle. Pis en plus les meubles sont laids et dépassés; on est dû pour des nouveaux. J'en ai vu des beaux dans le catalogue tantôt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eh ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ah pis je pensais à ça là. Tant qu'à refaire la nôtre, on peut voir ce qu'on peut faire avec l'autre chambre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les sourcis de papa étaient pas mal haut là. Et maman continue.&lt;br /&gt;- Ben oui, l'autre chambre ... Tsé l'autre chaaaaaambre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- OUIIIII!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ben faut la repeinturer aussi! 'Peux pas faire la chambre des maitre et celle de Kaylie sans refaire la deuxième chambre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et papa qui demande:&lt;br /&gt;- Pourquoi la deuxième chambre? Y'a personne qui dort dedans, on s'en sert comme bureau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ehh ... ben, j'pensais qu'elle pourait servir pour la deuxième... Éventuellement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- La deuxième quoi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et maman qui sent le terrain devenir glissant:&lt;br /&gt;- Ben ... Messemble que je t'en avais parlé...? Non...? La deuxième adoption...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-395486398375245330?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/395486398375245330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=395486398375245330' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/395486398375245330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/395486398375245330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/03/paint.html' title='The Paint'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RezgK8jTvEI/AAAAAAAAACY/xmC_71F2HlY/s72-c/gre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-314875407596959220</id><published>2007-03-04T08:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T08:36:36.609-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The 31</title><content type='html'>Bon ben, ça y est.  C'est la fête à mon papa aujourd'hui; 31 ans.  'Commence à être vieux là ... Pis en plus, il s'est levé un ti-peu tout croche ce matin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La chatte les a réveillé vers 7h00 en montant dans le lit pour avoir des flatis.  Elle fait souvent ça: elle monte, elle ronronne, elle se frotte partout.  Seulement, ce matin c'était différent.  Papa s'est redressé dans le lit drette comme une barre pensant que c'était quelque chose d'autre ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensant que c'était quelqu'un d'autre ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ça aurait pus faire le dénoument d'une belle nuit remplie de beaux petits rêves cute...  Ben non.  La chatte l'a regardé dans face en disant: "tu pensais que c'était qui, gros cave?  Enwoye ... Flatte-moi pis lâche de gosser!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonne fête Daddy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-314875407596959220?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/314875407596959220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=314875407596959220' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/314875407596959220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/314875407596959220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/03/31.html' title='The 31'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-5946897574226033352</id><published>2007-03-03T01:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T08:49:09.241-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy is losing it'/><title type='text'>The Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RekdkpCqGCI/AAAAAAAAACE/rZhuQO3xECk/s1600-h/snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037590173520107554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RekdkpCqGCI/AAAAAAAAACE/rZhuQO3xECk/s200/snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Dad says that 4 seasons tires in a snow storm is total bullshit.  Oh, I'm not supposed to say that word so I'm gonna say it very softly... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Allmost whispering...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bullshit... Tchuuuut!  He said a lot of words that I'm not suposed to say while trying to get the car out of the parking lot this after-noon.  Too much snow... He was not a happy camper.  Tchuuut...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Papa dit que les pneus 4 saisons dans une tempête de neige, c'est de la grosse marde! Oh, je ne suis pas supposé dire c'te mot là, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;donc on va le dire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moin fort&lt;/strong&gt; ... de la grosse marde ... chuuuuut. Y'a dit plein de gros mot dans l'auto tantot en essayant de sortir du stationnement de la gare de train. 'Pas content! Chuuuuut!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais là, y'avait juste a attendre que la grosse pèle passe... Tsé ... 4-5 minutes et ça arrivait. Ben non, fallait qu'il sorte là là et que le fond de l'auto frotte tout le long et qu'il reste pogné genre 10 fois a spiner et à balancer l'auto avant-arrière-avant-arrière comme un cheval confus. Bravo papa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Il s'est finalement sorti de là avec l'aide de 2 gentilles madammes qui ont poussé pendant que super papa polissait la surface du stationnement tel une zamboni avec des pneus nu-fesse. Au moin, il a eu la classe de remercier les madammes une fois rendu de l'autre côté de la rue. Je n'ai pas tout compris mais en arrivant à la maison, maman était déjà en train de creuser un trou pour que papa puisse rentrer dans cours; y'a baissé sa fenêtre et y'a crié quelque chose du genre "jeep", "4 par 4" et "j'en ai mon **biiiiiiii** de voyage de c'te **biiiiiii** de neige là". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;En tout cas, moi j'aime ça la neige.&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/4068050126436087217-5946897574226033352?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/5946897574226033352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=5946897574226033352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5946897574226033352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5946897574226033352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/03/snow.html' title='The Snow'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RekdkpCqGCI/AAAAAAAAACE/rZhuQO3xECk/s72-c/snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-2599510631120028119</id><published>2007-02-25T11:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T08:35:54.314-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>The Postcards</title><content type='html'>"Somewhere only we know" - Keane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy loves this song.  He took allong his mp3 player... He must have listened to the sont about 200 times; in the plane, the bus, the hotel room.  Since it's impossible to snap everything, they bought a few postcard to complete the picture set.  The others links below are video montages of the other pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1a4jh_china2005beijing"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Beijing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1acqb_china2005xian"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Xi'an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1acxz_china2005guilin"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guilin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1ad7v_china2005shanghai"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shanghai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/3uHgMjSSPWyP29588" width="400" height="316" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-2599510631120028119?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/2599510631120028119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=2599510631120028119' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/2599510631120028119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/2599510631120028119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/02/postcards.html' title='The Postcards'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-1470291329722197350</id><published>2007-02-23T07:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T14:39:28.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trip - China 2005</title><content type='html'>Daddy made a DVD about their trip to China in 2005. Adoption was not a project at the time; they simply wanted to walk the Great Wall and see the Forbidden City and the Soldiers with their own eyes. Mommy has a bachelors degree in east asian studies but never had the chance to go, we they went. The DVD is beeing transformed and published so everyone can see...&lt;br /&gt;Zàijiàn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-1470291329722197350?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/1470291329722197350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=1470291329722197350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/1470291329722197350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/1470291329722197350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/02/trip-china-2005.html' title='The Trip - China 2005'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-6313633666333195283</id><published>2007-02-17T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T10:54:25.060-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little craziness'/><title type='text'>The Obsession</title><content type='html'>Ramblings from a sleep deprived &lt;em&gt;future&lt;/em&gt; dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think my daddy is obsessed somehow. Not only he contantly thinks about coming over to China to get me, but everything reminds him of the adoption. The most insignificant word or phrase read in a magazine or the internet without any meaning whatsoever has a strange way to relate to this virtual non-yet-existing relationship. I don't think he can honestly help himself. It is a constant reminder that THE day will come and the celebration will begin... The fun part is when he goses out looking for it. Well, he's not realy looking, but he puts himself in situations where he's gonna demonstrate his illness: the toys compultion (how's that for a reminder). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RdaQ4urYySI/AAAAAAAAABU/JaPRbvM_fQ4/s1600-h/gp_a_1-fr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032368937910192418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px" height="81" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RdaQ4urYySI/AAAAAAAAABU/JaPRbvM_fQ4/s200/gp_a_1-fr.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They went shopping tonight. I don't know about you but when you're waiting, like, forever and you go at Renaud-Bray, you can expect the slap in the face! He was going in for magazines and dvd movies but didn't find anything interesting. So intead of walking out, he started to look around. The unexpected was the fact that there's a whole new toy department just for kids in there with books, cd's, dvd's, books for parents, dolls, building blocs, matchbox cars ... Name it! It's all there. One thing they don't have though is trolleys and that's a good thing; because he problably would have filled two or three of thoses with some random junk that I don't even like to play with. I'm sure he'll be back to the store soon, there's just too much stuff and selection to walk by and not go in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RdaWDerYyTI/AAAAAAAAABc/OnYlwklAVxo/s1600-h/wtru_tnav_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032374620151925042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="61" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RdaWDerYyTI/AAAAAAAAABc/OnYlwklAVxo/s200/wtru_tnav_logo.gif" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy said that they'll stay away from the Toys'r'us. Last time they went, they were just as excited as the other kids, running everywhere in the alleys, pointing at stuff they wanted to buy, arguing about what is more educational and what is not, calculating the cost of my crib and everything they will try to fit in my new room... Theses guys are waiting for me, driving themselves allmost mad - to the point where I do believe it's getting unhealthy - and I don't think anyone can do anything about it. (or will...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because they know they have to wait an unbearable 16 months; the fact that they're so far away from the gotcha day. Or maybe because they just submitted the file to *ccaa* creating this unreal obsession about planning everything they can possibly think of... to occupy their minds since they didn't seem to have found anything else better to do. Nothing else to do, helplessly waiting, they have all the time in the world. I sincerely hope it's not going to be like this all summer 'cus they won't last - they will not get through to next christmas... God have mercy on their souls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-6313633666333195283?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/6313633666333195283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=6313633666333195283' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6313633666333195283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6313633666333195283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/02/obsession.html' title='The Obsession'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RdaQ4urYySI/AAAAAAAAABU/JaPRbvM_fQ4/s72-c/gp_a_1-fr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-8868379607239743093</id><published>2007-02-13T09:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T14:51:33.177-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy is losing it'/><title type='text'>The Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RdHP3-rYyRI/AAAAAAAAABI/bbg58jPFi1A/s1600-h/kodak2d.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031030819374287122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RdHP3-rYyRI/AAAAAAAAABI/bbg58jPFi1A/s200/kodak2d.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How hard can it be?! I mean, dad ... Come-on! Make it right this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad took some pictures of the living room. Apparently, the Chinese government wants to see how the living room looks like... The thing is, the pictures submited were too dark - the nice lady at the agency couldn't see the couch enough. So dad took some more pictures with all the light on this time. Flash here, flash there - flash everywhere ... Then, the pictures were magicaly transfered to the screen machine with buttons but dad still looked upset : "still too dark", he said! The pictures were then tranfered again to another machine with buttons, but this one has more screens. Sitting in front of it, he displayed all the pictures and started saying strange words like "Gamma correction" and "contrast", "brightness", "mummmpff", "pfffffff - too dark - nehhhh" and some other words I'm not allowed to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, mom will take the little plastic thing that I'm not allowed to touch and bring it to the shop to print the pictures and deliver them to the agency. Hopefully, it will do.&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;It did not do!! The pictures on the plastic thing were no good. It could not be printed. Mom called Dad and told him that he'll have to snap the living room aaaagain... They started arguing about not beeing able to print on some machines and beeing able on others and the plastic thing having some booboo's on it ... Mum told him that she did her best but the machine could not read the plastic thing or somthin'. Daddy realy wanted to send the pictures today ... So he kind of lost it! He left work without saying bye to anyone, ran to Bureau en Gros, bought a photo machine that makes pictures just like at the shop, went home and re-snaped the living room with the light of day comming through the opened blinds. Print - go - com'on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perfect, he said! The pictures were perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, he jumed in his car, drove like a maniac to the agency or where he thought the agency was, could not find it because he forgot to read the address right. Called 411 to get the right adress but they don't have it, they have no clue what Enfant du Monde is; no address, no number, nothing. He drove back home faster than before going through red lights and stops, ran in the house, got the address on the internet and confirmed with the agency that it is realy on H-Bourassa West not East. Right! Ok! 'Jumped back in the car, drove back to Montreal like there's no tomorrow dodging other cars and people crossing the street, u-turning where I don't think it's allowed and parked in a spin using the lever thing between the seats... Woooof! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My daddy is officialy crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-8868379607239743093?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/8868379607239743093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=8868379607239743093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8868379607239743093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8868379607239743093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/02/pictures.html' title='The Pictures'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RdHP3-rYyRI/AAAAAAAAABI/bbg58jPFi1A/s72-c/kodak2d.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-7677052361708976357</id><published>2007-02-07T09:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T14:45:51.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Report</title><content type='html'>The social worker's report is ready. The weird lady called dad to tell him that he could go get it and deliver it to the nice lady at the agency. So that's what he's gonna do with mum this evening. It's allmost ready to go!  All thoses papers... Hummm...  They gather them, collect them, go abolutely crazy for them and what happens next?  They send everything away!  Oh yes and I mean everything: the pictures of the house, of mom and dad, the reports ... The whole shabang.  I don't think I'll ever understand what in the world they are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you just come down here and GET MEEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-7677052361708976357?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/7677052361708976357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=7677052361708976357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7677052361708976357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7677052361708976357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/02/report.html' title='The Report'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-6676360965197666357</id><published>2007-02-04T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T09:09:13.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RcdWfqn23bI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ug0QjsE2x50/s1600-h/Chichen_Itza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028082610999844274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RcdWfqn23bI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ug0QjsE2x50/s200/Chichen_Itza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mum and Dad just came back from Maya land. They don't seem &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RcdSqKn23aI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GasvU38w0cQ/s1600-h/Chichen_Itza.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more relaxed than before though ... Maybe they got bored over there; they should have brought more toys to play with! I think they enjoyed their trip overall. I know dad liked the night shows, he likes music a lot there was some pretty good musicians at the hotel, so he had a good time. Mum liked climbing the pyramid. She was sored for a few days after that though... Dady too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the social worker sessions are over, mum and dad are waiting for the final report so that they can send it to the agency. After collecting all thoses papers, they'll finaly be ready to send the master dossier to China. Only a few days left before getting on the waiting list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaijian!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-6676360965197666357?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/6676360965197666357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=6676360965197666357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6676360965197666357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/6676360965197666357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/02/vacation.html' title='The Vacation'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RcdWfqn23bI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ug0QjsE2x50/s72-c/Chichen_Itza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-8573259620096079991</id><published>2007-01-12T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T10:48:56.037-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Social Worker (part 2)</title><content type='html'>Another session of "too much talking" with a man that askes weird questions. Mom and Dad had to talk about their chilhood, school and work. Everything considered, I think it went well. There's only one short meeting left and then he will write the repport. It should all be ready by the time they come back from vacation in &lt;a href="http://www.unofficial-barcelo-maya.com/Colonial-Tropical.html"&gt;Maya land&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-8573259620096079991?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/8573259620096079991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=8573259620096079991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8573259620096079991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/8573259620096079991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/01/social-worker-part-2.html' title='The Social Worker (part 2)'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-7703386036587615004</id><published>2007-01-05T19:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T09:49:51.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Social Worker (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Mom and Dad met the social worker last Tuesday. They talked and talked for 3 hours. All they did was talking - no playing! Nothing! Just some boring bla-bla-bla but I think it went well. He asked a lot of questions and visited the house. They will meet him again (yes ... aaaagain) in a few days. He will talk some more to Mom and Dad seperately this time. Two hours each and after that, there only be one talking session left to finish this evaluation. I think they're crazy to do all that...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-7703386036587615004?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/7703386036587615004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=7703386036587615004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7703386036587615004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/7703386036587615004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/01/meet-social-worker.html' title='The Social Worker (part 1)'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-4646656764373313760</id><published>2006-12-08T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T14:39:49.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Medical</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018823314344697234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RaZxNqn23ZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bGr2Ypal3l4/s200/logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;Mom and Dad now had to go see the doctor. They had to pee in a cup and the mean lady poked them with a needle; and it was a pretty big needle! Surprisingly, it didn't even hurt them... Then a few days later, they got a message on the screen machine with butons (Daddy has lots of thoses around the house...) with a paper saying that they were healthy and would live forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever.  That's how long mom says she's been waiting... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey mom, send the file allready!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-4646656764373313760?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/4646656764373313760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=4646656764373313760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/4646656764373313760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/4646656764373313760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2007/01/medical.html' title='The Medical'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RaZxNqn23ZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bGr2Ypal3l4/s72-c/logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-4704162075344956683</id><published>2006-11-04T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T14:35:57.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RaZtc6n23YI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FtGq5wuLMqk/s1600-h/papers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018819178291191170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RaZtc6n23YI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FtGq5wuLMqk/s200/papers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Papers are boring. Realy boring. Not even a little picture or drawing in there but just some stuff written with a machine. Mom and Dad started a collection of thoses and they keep piling them up and put them in a file on which there's a picture of a little girl that looks a lot like me. In a few months, they will send all thoses papers away and I hope that will be the end of it.  Mom seems tired of running around for all thoses papers.  What's the point, I mean it's only paper: just write your stuff on it and pile it.  Soon, they will take some photographs of the house to send with all the papers...  I presume they don't want the file to get lost so they've included a pictures of the house...  In case something happens - you never know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-4704162075344956683?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/4704162075344956683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=4704162075344956683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/4704162075344956683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/4704162075344956683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2006/11/gathering.html' title='The Gathering'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/RaZtc6n23YI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FtGq5wuLMqk/s72-c/papers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4068050126436087217.post-5726773900215635450</id><published>2006-10-01T12:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T14:26:32.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Decision</title><content type='html'>Mom and Dad finaly decided to go ahead and do it.  I can't figure out what took them so long to decide...  I guess they wanted to be sure...  Sure of what!?  Come-on guys, let's get to it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4068050126436087217-5726773900215635450?l=kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/feeds/5726773900215635450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4068050126436087217&amp;postID=5726773900215635450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5726773900215635450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4068050126436087217/posts/default/5726773900215635450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaylie-kaylie.blogspot.com/2006/10/decision.html' title='The Decision'/><author><name>Kaylie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276490834389859754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dyKjv4KGkoM/R6ifuVk7WVI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcATy53mtfU/S220/kittyblack.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
