<?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-33923698</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:26:06.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bead all about it</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bead Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05493220354815998158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/twinkie-binkie/jask.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33923698.post-115929685411657792</id><published>2006-09-26T14:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T14:54:14.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheap necklace</title><content type='html'>I know I suck at posting on here but I have been so busy with work and classes. I wish I could say it will get better but it's just getting started. Everything is going pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother and I went shopping last week. We bought a lot of stuff. We havn't been shopping in years so we were just making up for lost time.&lt;br /&gt;While I was her house she was showing me all the old beads that she had. She wanted to give me all of them but I just took a few.  I also had this leaf pendent that I got for free some Fire Mnt. I made a necklace out of all of the stuff I got for free. This was the cheapest necklace I have ever made!!! One of these days I'll get better pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/1600/beads%20051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/320/beads%20051.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/1600/beads%20052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/320/beads%20052.jpg" alt="" 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/33923698-115929685411657792?l=kamb88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/feeds/115929685411657792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33923698&amp;postID=115929685411657792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115929685411657792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115929685411657792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/2006/09/cheap-necklace_26.html' title='Cheap necklace'/><author><name>Bead Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05493220354815998158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/twinkie-binkie/jask.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33923698.post-115929682755237582</id><published>2006-09-26T14:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T14:53:47.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheap necklace</title><content type='html'>I know I suck at posting on here but I have been so busy with work and classes. I wish I could say it will get better but it's just getting started. Everything is going pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother and I went shopping last week. We bought a lot of stuff. We havn't been shopping in years so we were just making up for lost time.&lt;br /&gt;While I was her house she was showing me all the old beads that she had. She wanted to give me all of them but I just took a few.  I also had this leaf pendent that I got for free some Fire Mnt. I made a necklace out of all of the stuff I got for free. This was the cheapest necklace I have ever made!!! One of these days I'll get better pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/1600/beads%20051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/320/beads%20051.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/1600/beads%20052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/320/beads%20052.jpg" alt="" 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/33923698-115929682755237582?l=kamb88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/feeds/115929682755237582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33923698&amp;postID=115929682755237582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115929682755237582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115929682755237582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/2006/09/cheap-necklace.html' title='Cheap necklace'/><author><name>Bead Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05493220354815998158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/twinkie-binkie/jask.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33923698.post-115867682240851779</id><published>2006-09-19T10:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T10:40:22.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about the music</title><content type='html'>I've been burning my songs on Cds. I have the normal teen bands like The Killers, The Frey, PCD, JT, Death Cab for Cutie, and John Mayer. Then I have the good music like BB King, Bonnie Rhaitt,  Springsteen, Bob Dylan (his new cd rocks), Rolling Stones, The Eagles, and Dave Matthews.  I love music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to cut Marry-Go and Annie's mane off. :'( I can cut Marry-Go's off....she is always getting into sticky bushes and messing it up.  Annie took very good care of hers, she never got anything in it. It will grow back...I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a pink and blue necklace yesterday. It's very simple but for some odd reason I like it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/1600/beads%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/320/beads%20043.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/1600/beads%20045.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/320/beads%20045.0.jpg" alt="" 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/33923698-115867682240851779?l=kamb88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/feeds/115867682240851779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33923698&amp;postID=115867682240851779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115867682240851779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115867682240851779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-all-about-music.html' title='It&apos;s all about the music'/><author><name>Bead Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05493220354815998158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/twinkie-binkie/jask.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33923698.post-115852217997819790</id><published>2006-09-17T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T15:43:00.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I ran out of beads</title><content type='html'>For about a week I didn't have any beads what so ever!!! Finally, I got the chance and the money to run out and pick up some things.&lt;br /&gt;I made this pearl necklace with rhineston rondelle. I have a tiny neck so I was able to make it smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/1600/beads%20035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/320/beads%20035.jpg" alt="" 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;With the left over pearls I made a bracelet. I also used pink crystals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/1600/beads%20039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/320/beads%20039.jpg" alt="" 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;I have been so busy with work and dance. I was at the studio every day this week but wedesday.  It's good to be busy...keeps me out of trouble :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33923698-115852217997819790?l=kamb88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/feeds/115852217997819790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33923698&amp;postID=115852217997819790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115852217997819790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115852217997819790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-ran-out-of-beads.html' title='I ran out of beads'/><author><name>Bead Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05493220354815998158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/twinkie-binkie/jask.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33923698.post-115817520915835372</id><published>2006-09-13T15:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T15:20:09.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Monday</title><content type='html'>When I was 2 years old there was a little girl who live in our apparment. She had this mutilcolored kitty cat that she was very mean to. One day when we opened our door there was that cat. My mom took him. We named him scooter.&lt;br /&gt;Scooter has moved 3 times, lost 2 cat buddies, and gained 4. He has been in countless numbers of fights and killed millions of mice. Last year he started to lose his sight, but he kept on fighting other cats. Then he went blind and was still active.&lt;br /&gt;Monday night I came home from dance class to find out my beloved cat had passed away in our back yard while I was away. His death has been the hardest animal death in my life. I sure do miss my little pussy cat...he was a good cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/1600/hrjs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/320/hrjs.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/33923698-115817520915835372?l=kamb88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/feeds/115817520915835372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33923698&amp;postID=115817520915835372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115817520915835372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115817520915835372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/2006/09/black-monday.html' title='Black Monday'/><author><name>Bead Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05493220354815998158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/twinkie-binkie/jask.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33923698.post-115797749346583593</id><published>2006-09-11T08:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T08:25:16.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've changed a few things about my blog. I got a new skin and a tag board. MAKE USE OF THE TAG BOARD!! Haha anyway, I like the new look. It's all Hollywood glam and that's so me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got around to making my grandmother's necklace. I hate being lazy and not taking the time to do things I love. I wish Christmas was closer so I can give it to her. She will love it!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/1600/beads%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/320/beads%20028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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;One of these days I will take better picture of these. I might get my little sister to model them for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33923698-115797749346583593?l=kamb88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/feeds/115797749346583593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33923698&amp;postID=115797749346583593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115797749346583593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115797749346583593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/2006/09/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Bead Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05493220354815998158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/twinkie-binkie/jask.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33923698.post-115772066964348321</id><published>2006-09-08T08:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T09:04:32.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night beading</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I finally got pictures of Toby's necklace. He really likes wearing it, he likes it better then his old flea collar. He is a sleep on my lap right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/1600/beads%20016.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/320/beads%20016.0.jpg" alt="" 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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/1600/beads%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/320/beads%20014.jpg" alt="" 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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last night my friend was sick and was in the ER. So I stayed up a bit later to see if he made it home ok. To keep my minds off of things I made another necklace. I used the rest of the beads I used on my sister's necklace, I just have some black left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/1600/beads%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/320/beads%20018.jpg" alt="" 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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I showed my grandmother my beads she was shocked. The first thing she pulled out was the hand I bought for her necklace. I told her that I was using it for a necklace I was going to make my mom. She told me I should try and sell my things...I don't think my things are good enough to sell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33923698-115772066964348321?l=kamb88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/feeds/115772066964348321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33923698&amp;postID=115772066964348321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115772066964348321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115772066964348321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/2006/09/late-night-beading.html' title='Late night beading'/><author><name>Bead Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05493220354815998158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/twinkie-binkie/jask.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33923698.post-115768143415898426</id><published>2006-09-07T21:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T22:10:34.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bug bites and dog necklace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just made a dog necklace for my doggie.  I used the left over beads from my B-day necklace and put purse and shoe charm on it. I'll have to take a picture of it and post it. He looks super cute....and very gay.  Ok so my poodle is a crossdresser....I don't care, I'm very proud of him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As I was sitting there making my necklace a bug started to bite my leg. Now I have tiny bumps on the back of my leg and they itch like mad!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33923698-115768143415898426?l=kamb88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/feeds/115768143415898426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33923698&amp;postID=115768143415898426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115768143415898426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115768143415898426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/2006/09/bug-bites-and-dog-necklace.html' title='Bug bites and dog necklace'/><author><name>Bead Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05493220354815998158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/twinkie-binkie/jask.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33923698.post-115763265502492132</id><published>2006-09-07T08:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T09:05:00.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two new books</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;My sister, Mary, bought me two new bead books. I stayed up looking at them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The first one is called '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Beadwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;.' It has a lot of pretty stuff inside.  Their not much on how to's but it gave me tons of new ideas!! Now I don't know what I want to do anymore, hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The second one is call ' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Step by Step Jewelry, Gifts for the Holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;.' I don't like the ideas in this one as much but I'm not big on holiday jewerly. The how to's in this book is wonderful. They taught me how to make a wrapped loop, which I was wanting to know how to do. With the new tips I learned from this magazine my jewelry will improve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;In other news: my horse, Marry-Go, jumped over the fence and got stuck in the other field. Marry-Go has a partner named Annie. Poor Annie was worried about Marry-Go. When Marry-Go got back to Annie, Annie was mad at her and would ran away from her.  Haha they are so funny together. The other one can't live without the other one but they fight all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I'm going over to my grandparents' house today, I have to get my car fixed and they live near the place I get it worked on. I might stay the night there, I need to get out of the house for a bit. My grandmother is a very artsy lady, I can't wait to see what all she has at her house. Everytime I go over there I spend most of my time looking at her stuff. We will look for hours and hours. Then the next day we will look at the same things for hours and hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33923698-115763265502492132?l=kamb88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/feeds/115763265502492132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33923698&amp;postID=115763265502492132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115763265502492132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115763265502492132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/2006/09/two-new-books.html' title='Two new books'/><author><name>Bead Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05493220354815998158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/twinkie-binkie/jask.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33923698.post-115754924041749198</id><published>2006-09-06T08:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T09:27:23.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here at work</title><content type='html'>So, I'm posting during work...well I work for my parents. My father is a doctor and I work at his office every wedesday. I'm pretty sure my mom is ok with it. She post on her knitting blog during work also.&lt;br /&gt;It has finally happened...the moment we all have been waiting for...and I'm not talking about half off on all Swarovski Crystal. PICTURES OF SURI CRUISE!! Vanity Fair gave Suri her very first photo shoot.  Suri is a very old looking baby, I am sure she is going to be breath taking. Now all dateless women can go out and stare at the pictures of Suri Cruise. Hopefully the media will be happy and find a new topic to talk about. Like, Tony Blair leaving office, fighting in Isreal, or heck they could even talk about the up coming election!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vanityfair.com/magazine/pressroom/"&gt;http://www.vanityfair.com/magazine/pressroom/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to start making a necklace for my grandmother. I bought a wooden hand and red jasper beads. All I need now is hemp thread and I can get started on it. I'm not sure the pattern I want to do. My grandmother has almost an earthy aura about her. I saw the hand in the bead store and it reminded me of her. I hope she likes it. I'm giving it to her for X-mas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33923698-115754924041749198?l=kamb88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/feeds/115754924041749198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33923698&amp;postID=115754924041749198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115754924041749198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115754924041749198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/2006/09/here-at-work.html' title='Here at work'/><author><name>Bead Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05493220354815998158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/twinkie-binkie/jask.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33923698.post-115750108934971975</id><published>2006-09-05T19:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T20:14:06.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well this is my first post!! So, here is a little about me. My name is Katy and I just turned 18 6 days ago. On my 18th birthday everyone kept asking me if I felt 18, the truth is I still feel 15.  I live in a ubber small town in Tn, Pop 1200. As much as I cuss my small town I wouldn't want to live anywhere else. It's beautiful and I never have to worry about being out alone at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have a one track mind, I can only work on one project at a time. A few years ago my mother and I started to knit...that lasted 2 months (the classes only lasted 2 months.)  I did make a few things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. About 100 wash cloths, 2 cell phone holders, and fingerless mits. Oh yea...how could I forget about my scarf!!! It fell apart the first time I wore it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After my knitting phase, I started to draw, then paint, and finally color. Coloring was the longest hobby I ever had. It lasted a whole 6 months!! Then I got sick of coloring puppies and kitties.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have started to make jewelry. I think this one might stick. It started when I was in Athens, Ga. My mom and I went into a small bead shop while my sister, Mary, was at Gym Dog Camp. I bought red and black glass beads and a clear glass h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/1600/beads%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/320/beads%20011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;eart (UGA colors.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not that great...but it was the very first thing I ever made.&lt;br /&gt;After Ga. I went out to wal-mart and bought blue and white seed beads, these are Mary's team colors.  I made a simple choker and bracelet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/1600/beads%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/320/beads%20007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&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;After this project I found out about crimp beads!!! I made a blue necklace and bracelet set to wear on my b-day. I wore it with a lovely black dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/1600/beads%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/320/beads%20005.jpg" alt="" 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;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;For my B-day my sister gave me a glass bead set, a box, and wires. With that I made two bracelets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/1600/beads%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/320/beads%20009.jpg" alt="" 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;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My brother, Joseph,  came home this weekend from college. He went to a small catholic college in the Gulf. He gave me jog pants from the college bookstore and so that Mary wouldn't feel left out he brought back some seashells. I made Mary a necklace with them. I used black and red beads (UGA colors) that I bought from a bead shop I just found. I effing love this bead shop. I spent around $50 there on beads!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/1600/beads%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3690/3730/320/beads%20003.jpg" alt="" 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;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Well you guys have seen my progress so far. I'm getting better at it. I can only go up!!! Sorry that the pictures are humble...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33923698-115750108934971975?l=kamb88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/feeds/115750108934971975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33923698&amp;postID=115750108934971975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115750108934971975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33923698/posts/default/115750108934971975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamb88.blogspot.com/2006/09/welcome.html' title='Welcome!!'/><author><name>Bead Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05493220354815998158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/twinkie-binkie/jask.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
