tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66529768032598428942023-11-15T23:49:51.821-08:00Jay and Kayokay here we go sometimes day by day, or hour by hour, maybe even month by month but in the end you will have the joy of reading about our lives. So have fun reading!!!Rachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-34289634732802266642009-02-24T20:47:00.000-08:002009-02-24T20:58:16.210-08:00I'm a loser I know... 9:47pmSo I have not been on to blog in forever I know I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">don't</span> know what my problem is I'm just a loser blogger. I also got a new toy a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">zune</span> and been playing with it. Putting music and books on it. I love to listen to books and music. Sometimes I can drift away to different places when I listen to my books. Right now I am listening to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Inkdeath</span>. It is a 3rd book in a series I'm pretty sure it is the last. Its a wonderful fantasy story. Those are my favorites. I should be reading them but I can listen and fold laundry, wash dishes, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">vacuum</span>... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">ect</span>,... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">ect</span>... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">ect</span>... Anyway still <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">haven't</span> gone back to the IRS. I was hoping they would call me back Monday but <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">didn't</span> happen. So probably next Monday. I have to work at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Walmart</span> tomorrow. I hate it there. I dread going to work whenever I have to go in. The few friends that I trust there only work at nights so I never see them or I just see them in passing miss you Debi, Reba. Well anyway until next time....Rachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-57246389234038480912009-02-03T07:56:00.000-08:002009-02-03T08:45:41.370-08:00The new job.... 8:56amBORING BORING BORING well the first day was totally boring. Well this is how the day started... I met with Emalee at Chevron, we went in and got drinks then drove over to go into IRS for the first time. The whole time I'm texting Emalee having a good time being scared out of my wits, then I notice I only have one bar on my phone. No biggie I will be with Emalee I wont need to text and I can just call or text Jason on lunch no worries right.... WRONG!!! Well I get to the guard and they make Emalee go a different way. So the guard looks and looks and looks and what my name is NOT on the list. So he gives my ID to the other security guard and she goes in the office to call. I pull over to the visitor parking and go in. She says "they said you denied the position" I asked her what does that mean. Well I cant go in and I have to call personnel. Of course they have no number or name to give me so now I'm stuck needing to get in and them not letting me in. So I called Emalee freaking out "They won't let me in they said that I denied the position". Well my wonderful best friend totally keeps her cool and says just go up to personnel and talk to them they will get it figured out. As I pull out of course the traffic is backed way up because all the new hires are trying to get in and there is road construction on the road so it is really backed up. I pick up my phone hoping that maybe just maybe I have a saved message on my phone where someone on personnel has called me. AH CRAP OLIE I only have one bar. So praying that I have enough battery and an old message on my phone I make the call to my voice messaging. THANK HEAVEN what was the first saved message on my phone... personnel telling me that they received my ACCEPTANCE letter and if I have any other questions to please feel free to call them back. I called and their computers are running slow so I'm waiting and waiting for them to pull up my information. Now don't forget I only have one bar left on my phone. Well finally after 10 minutes they find my information and there is no reason that I should not be in that office right now. But give them a few minutes and they can see what they can do to get me in. So finally after an hour of waiting and dreading that my phone will die I get let in. The good news I missed a hour of boring lecture. My heart is totally not broken over that. The bad news I have 7 more hours of lecture HAHAHA they say you didn't dodge that bullet. Well I lived through that get back to where we are going to be working only to find out that we will be losing our job next Wednesday. Yes they will call us back to work but not for 3 weeks, maybe 2 but probably 3. That totally sucks and then they tell me that the shift they gave us 4 pm to 12:30 am that, that was only for the first day that the shift is going to actually be 4:30 to 1 am yes I know it is only a half hour difference but still that is a half hour later. <br /><br />OKAY OKAY enough of the gripes<br /><br />Over all I think I will be totally happy there. We are allowed to wear what we want as long as it is not sexual. We can sit and work on soft chairs, we can arrange the desks to fit our needs. There is nice break rooms close by. With cheaper drinks then the gas station. And I will be able to work with my two most treasured most loved best friends Jason my husband and Emalee my bestest friend ever. So all in all I am way excited. Just a rough first day.Rachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-20476347100269643572009-02-02T10:02:00.000-08:002009-02-02T10:18:30.258-08:00Today is the day.... 11:03amWell today is, I am hoping the start of my grown up life. In other words I start my new job at the IRS. I am so excited but scared too. I am also sad because I have to work the evening shift when the kids will be out of school. So that really makes me sad. But the up side I will have every other weekend off and I plan on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">volunteering</span> at their school so that will help.<br /><br />How you know real friends from those who just say they are your friends.<br />Over this week I have learned a few things about friends. Friends are happy for you when they find out you are bettering yourself. Yes they will miss you because you will not be working with them all the time but they are happy for you non the less Thank you Debi, Reba and Brandon for being a TRUE FRIEND. The not true friends are jeoulous because you are bettering yourself and they are not in the same position. And they get mad and not speak to you because you have an early shift and they have a mid-shift. They also say things to try and defend themselves by making you feel like you are in the wrong when in fact you did nothing. Thank you VICKY for teaching me the difference between a real friend and people like you who are just saying they are friends.Rachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-56321069263313514332009-02-02T09:32:00.000-08:002009-02-02T10:02:24.237-08:00INTERVIEWED!! I finally did it.... 11:02amI was interviewed by My Kay sister<br /><br />1~What is your greatest accomplishment?<br /> My greatest accomplishment is my three children. 12, 8, 1<br /><br />2~Tell me one unique quality that feel each of your kids have.<br /> Jordon is smart beyond all words but just does not know how to utilze it yet, Pearl is a chatter box and has a way to uplift everyone she comes in contact with, Sophee makes really silly faces and comes up with new ones everyday.<br /><br />3~If you would go on a trip anywhere in the world where would you go and why?<br /> I would go to Washington: Seattle, Forks, and all other beautiful areas around there. I have always wanted to go to Seattle every since I was a little girl. Then I look on the computer and see how really beautiful it is up there and I really want to go. I also love the rain. I could set for hours and watch and listen to the rain. It is beautiful.<br /><br />4~What is the single most important thing to you?<br /> My family I dont know what I would do with out any of them.<br /><br />5~How many more kids do you plan on having?<br /> We were thinking about adopting one more but that is debatable, some times I feel that I have another baby out there but then there are times that I feel our family is complete.Rachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-74104188436941328612009-01-26T20:59:00.000-08:002009-01-26T21:05:43.489-08:00Gonna do my interview... BUT... 10:00pmK well I asked my bestest friend ever to do an interview and that I would post it today, but today was my babies birthday... okay okay so he isn't quite my baby any more he is 12 HOLY CRAP OLIE my baby is 12. I got some pictures but its late so I will do another post tomorrow with his birthday pictures and a really neat story. And my interview cuz I get off early tomorrow 330 WAHOO RIGHT ON. Not going to get anymore of those after next week. Better enjoy it. So any way have a wonderous night allRachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-64627975878609457882009-01-20T20:04:00.000-08:002009-01-20T22:53:10.560-08:00Don't really know how to feel... 9:04pm<div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">Well there is the world news.. Our new President. How cool can that be. I'm hoping for a whole new out look on how thing are done and how things are run. I hope that he stands by what he says he will do and make a change. To me he seems to have a... I don't know how to put it an ora about him a peace about him. I think he will do good for us. I pray he will do good for us.<br /><br />Now my news!!<br />I GOT A NEW JOB!!! I GOT A NEW JOB!!! I GOT A NEW JOB!!! I was hired on at the IRS. Yes it is seasonal but it is a foot in the door and it is a federal job..GO ME GO MEAnd to make it even better...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBlcsvSxFvy1r0W2y0lLDFJkSI130G_e3ucHSUgoJVl4f0BY4tLfVqa0HZ5W1WQzt_mfRpG4RFIuxq_pJPZlYnlX2URULczEhr_-2pTPgh0KBK0YKqG7YCaFH39TrbVCOFIXtIyKGHebo/s1600-h/100_2576.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293597779873250802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBlcsvSxFvy1r0W2y0lLDFJkSI130G_e3ucHSUgoJVl4f0BY4tLfVqa0HZ5W1WQzt_mfRpG4RFIuxq_pJPZlYnlX2URULczEhr_-2pTPgh0KBK0YKqG7YCaFH39TrbVCOFIXtIyKGHebo/s320/100_2576.JPG" border="0" /></a>K this is one of my MOST favorite pictures ever. In this picture it is, yes me and MY BESTEST FRIEND IN THE WHOLE WORLD. My Kay sister. The other half of my brain.<br /><br />I get to work everyday with her. Yep that is right she got the same job I did. I don't know how it works over there I'm hoping that we will be on the same team.. or what ever it is over there. I am so excited plus to make it even better I get a $2 raise and since we are working the crap shift (4pm to 12:30am) we get paid 10% more an hour from 6pm to 12:30am. WAHOO so excited.<br /><br />Now the down side.. I have to work the crap shift. UUUGGG I worry about not being here for the kids when they get home from school. But I will have the weekends off so that is good but UUGG crap shift. And the other down side it is seasonal work. There for I am going to stay at walmart for a least 2 days a week. So I can keep my job and on the off season at IRS I will have a job to fall back on. Those days are really going to stink. Very long days. But there is also an up note to that if I kick butt at my job they will ask me back. And since I am now employed there it will be easier for me to get other jobs there. As soon as my probation time is over I'm going to start applying for permanent positions. So maybe thing will start looking up.<br /><br /><br />Now on a personal note..<br />Last night I really had a hard time sleeping. I talked to Emalee about it today... When ever I read her blog it almost rips my heart out, every time I drive to work at one certain time on the road, it rips my heart out. And last night I realized why. Now I totally understand that it is nothing compared to what she is feeling and by no means do I want to try and take that feeling away from her or to try and say I know how she feels because I have no clue. But I miss Kenner. For the short time he was here that little part of my heart attached to him. And now that he is not here that little part of my heart is left missing him. I was there to see his birth to see his little heart beat and to see the angels take him away. I will always love him and he will always be in my heart. </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293635941150665922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMe9o3G3pS6_VRDsbR2XpHpgL4L93PZLD9ZYICE2KXHAx8kGJeX3YWr7qdV1SFQxLn2lx7e3Z9pPaHKAudImhQK6ytVpLqWVgz13u84Qj5vZu6NeYP1G2FnjJV6hvvO1skU-c-uvPdkh8/s320/Picture_029.jpg" border="0" /> In loving memory Kenner Jackson Rausch November 13, 2008.Rachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-82787374522949913272009-01-13T20:05:00.000-08:002009-01-13T20:16:05.405-08:00Why do kids not come with directions??? 9:06pmMy son is going to be 12 on the 26th of this month. And he will be lucky to reach 12!!! AAARRRGGG!!! He has gotten into this really bad habit of lying and lying about everything stupid little things that mean nothing he lies about. He got busted with his phone he says he didn't take it to school but he has lied to me so much that I don't know if I can believe him. So what to do what to do? Give him this last chance? Tell him that I don't believe him and that I never will? No I can't do that. I want to believe him so what to do what to do?Rachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-8644299833505538162009-01-12T19:42:00.000-08:002009-01-12T20:20:36.481-08:00Peanuts, Amp and flowers... the love of a man. 8:43pm<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290619300468859106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiioAxUWD5lrZO8FbLBUn56FI6a2ZW3Fasa3IENI7NMhCDKibPnQZI_hPglhIo2yvsMbBW8CxgJr-SHgiJ3UVu14Efbpq1GfCQeGD8yRljp_5jA_PE2T-vdax5OJy3o-f4UwqYh6NoWdxk/s320/000_0295.JPG" border="0" />Wierd combo, ya I know. Yesterday I was having kind of a rough day I don't know why just was. I really think we need a vacation. But anyway it was my dad's birthday and my mom wanted to order pizza. So we went over and when we got there Jason said that he was going to go get drinks. We waited and waited and waited. The pizza guy even showed up before he got back. Well we started eating and still no Jason. So finally I called to find out where the heck he was I was starting to get worried. He said he was in the drive way. When he came in he had peanuts, an amp and flowers. Of course if made me cry.<br /><br />Funny story about the peanuts.. my parents always have mixed nuts setting out on the counter. Well when we got to their house I went to go get some almonds (my favorite, and they are the ones that always get left) well even those were picked out. So I had said "you guys are even out of nuts" well there it is a man who picked up on those little off notes. You know the ones that usually mean nothing but when they pick up on it, it melts your heart and you fall head of heals in love with them again. When he gave them to me I asked why the nuts and he said "well you said they were out of nuts". Yes ladies they are out there "THE GOOD ONES" that is. Sometimes you have to dig through a heap of trash but in there is that diamond ring that someone else threw in. And guess what I was the lucky one to find it. Any way enough of the sappy stuff.<br /><div><div><div><br /><div><br /><br />FOOD FOR THOUGHT.... (words of wisdom from a mother)</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgk8Ghh6-TufjzUZJEZhtJn_WK69mhIMEv81xqDRn7WbdxZIXsaiFJ7NLNPdwUGhI1mZXt1Jm4JMydBHsrW5gOa_RvkZ8RhK6Gdh8cRbYrJKVZ8dxte1evGK3gsqiQDil0P9hyWnRxyf8/s1600-h/000_0291.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290625212189428498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgk8Ghh6-TufjzUZJEZhtJn_WK69mhIMEv81xqDRn7WbdxZIXsaiFJ7NLNPdwUGhI1mZXt1Jm4JMydBHsrW5gOa_RvkZ8RhK6Gdh8cRbYrJKVZ8dxte1evGK3gsqiQDil0P9hyWnRxyf8/s320/000_0291.JPG" border="0" /></a>When you start to let your little one learn to eat on their own. First dont let your husbands plan the menu and second dont let it be spagitti that they eat. Hahaha gotta love it!!!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHCoRGKK0EPZPYKKoInaIQa8fPwHMgpQ4925j5GCb-7kY_E_LBqut5bYLG1Lg6FKHOp0ZQIJdetDIBe0_3qkQXfUVOVKFv4gCQ_7Jo97Of0F6Y5TgV3hwLS3OhH4nO-PrKFJDBG2jKIFU/s1600-h/000_0293.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290626412666850018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHCoRGKK0EPZPYKKoInaIQa8fPwHMgpQ4925j5GCb-7kY_E_LBqut5bYLG1Lg6FKHOp0ZQIJdetDIBe0_3qkQXfUVOVKFv4gCQ_7Jo97Of0F6Y5TgV3hwLS3OhH4nO-PrKFJDBG2jKIFU/s320/000_0293.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>That one is a little blurry but do you think she is enjoying it. I would have to say yes. Stupid cameras all the really cute smilly ones came out blurry.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipjN-E2vKhvjms7TcQty1u6KA3kcZt8I2xwf5Np1XEBpxbnkuDj_pEvTuCV5RzZ0q3PrTaGKioSsYu6Y_QV_9jtXAM9XVe59VRB6-ZzzFuzHY1BBUd7wnZfR2siO5-RSY8fjFQDSKAdBA/s1600-h/000_0294.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290627344996885234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipjN-E2vKhvjms7TcQty1u6KA3kcZt8I2xwf5Np1XEBpxbnkuDj_pEvTuCV5RzZ0q3PrTaGKioSsYu6Y_QV_9jtXAM9XVe59VRB6-ZzzFuzHY1BBUd7wnZfR2siO5-RSY8fjFQDSKAdBA/s320/000_0294.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />"YUMMO"<br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div><div> </div></div></div></div>Rachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-29628619675615522302009-01-07T21:14:00.000-08:002009-01-07T23:05:59.569-08:00So cool... 10:16pm<div><div>Socks are my favorite thing right now. At my store they have these cool gift socks and since they were holiday socks (BUT they have no Christmas on them at all) they <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">clearanced</span> them. So now I have like 20 pair of cool socks SO FUN.. K here are my sexy socks for today...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNU-3yntpxk0eV_krdcurrNPxMQvGcXYO3rrzCVSHQc832XI9pIgml_Z_F28I923USpizaglSUJG61qdfS9214uZ7pUGm5_N_03Mt5qrFyVoCHtmZ6_Njdd1OmZCB8xz6b3mtlC91iUFg/s1600-h/000_0290.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288792524120785394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNU-3yntpxk0eV_krdcurrNPxMQvGcXYO3rrzCVSHQc832XI9pIgml_Z_F28I923USpizaglSUJG61qdfS9214uZ7pUGm5_N_03Mt5qrFyVoCHtmZ6_Njdd1OmZCB8xz6b3mtlC91iUFg/s320/000_0290.JPG" border="0" /></a> See look no Christmas trees, no holly berries NO <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">SANTA'S</span>. Just totally cool socks. And these are the really cool ones that are long and go to your knees. The other ones I got are just as cool but they are not as long they go up over my ankles.. but that is alright they are still just as cool these ones are just a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">smig</span> cooler. </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Well enough for tonight I have dishes to do.. I was hoping my hubby would do them but guess not.</div></div>Rachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-64458484613028336172009-01-06T20:37:00.000-08:002009-01-06T20:40:05.931-08:00This is why I have issues... 9:37pmOkay so I just got done moaning and groning about how I get nothing done but here I set on my fatish fanny on the computer playing with my blog. Then I think I flippen worked all day and then I really don't want to do house work. <span style="font-size:180%;">AAAAARRRRRGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!</span>Rachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-45277696559783090602009-01-06T19:45:00.000-08:002009-01-06T20:12:08.198-08:00I just don't understand... 8:45pmAre some people just blessed with more hours in the day then others. Are there books or classes on how to work full time and keep your house clean while spending time with your kids to help them do their homework and cook dinner. Then have it all fisinshed by the end of the day with all the laundry done and and and and blah blah blah blah. I get so bogged down with what I should be doing that I can't do anything. Here it is 8:53 now and my kids are still awake, well the ones that should be in bed because they have school tomorrow, doing homework. I just don't understand how some people do it. I have a lady I work with and her house is I would say 100 times bigger then ours, and it is spotless, beautiful. Even her kids rooms are clean. Today is a... lets just say I hate when I have days like today. I just don't understand now I'm just depressed. Dont get me wrong I know that I am blessed with what I have but sometimes life is totally overwhelming and it sucks.Rachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-27819081871632440762009-01-05T17:25:00.000-08:002009-01-05T17:38:11.914-08:00Something else I learned to do today (well I learned it awhile ago but ya know I'm slow to the punch)... 6:26pmSo we have had this digital camera for as long as I have known my husband. It is far from new or it is not the most high tech camera out there but the darn thing works pretty good. OKAY on to what I have finally learned. ARE YOU READY..... I can take pictures and then put them on the computer... INSTANTLY!!! How flippen cool is that and I can send them in to good ol wally world and have them printed.... INSTANTLY!!! I think I already knew that but it just hit me that I could do this.. Check it out I just took these of the kids building with the blocks and Godzilla baby tearing them apart...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV6Pjl-1HW4X8ECaqNVqcHjXGDQpnFx0T26c3W3ogIR5rSN62hnLrhU4OdrJMr6WbzG1XrByGLYBu3mRRjIgPixLGU8jd5Jn8Sx0PaOlh2qxdYDG5N4jE1hM31quMRDLo0r1W8syizHdU/s1600-h/000_0286.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287987898316802658" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV6Pjl-1HW4X8ECaqNVqcHjXGDQpnFx0T26c3W3ogIR5rSN62hnLrhU4OdrJMr6WbzG1XrByGLYBu3mRRjIgPixLGU8jd5Jn8Sx0PaOlh2qxdYDG5N4jE1hM31quMRDLo0r1W8syizHdU/s200/000_0286.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP2MqZe2GHkfH1qVJXHIMHSL5T88iWzyfB0XwVD7ywVucEdSgoplYDU1hyphenhyphensPZsF2szLluYANV-5lUxi5GnKGUFxy-_pNdzz2jJMbHJKN4XtLVxDcJgowtmaNHDeoZyk19ohaJDPqpc30g/s1600-h/000_0287.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287988278274740146" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP2MqZe2GHkfH1qVJXHIMHSL5T88iWzyfB0XwVD7ywVucEdSgoplYDU1hyphenhyphensPZsF2szLluYANV-5lUxi5GnKGUFxy-_pNdzz2jJMbHJKN4XtLVxDcJgowtmaNHDeoZyk19ohaJDPqpc30g/s200/000_0287.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhufnr1-HfG2uiokH9D8935Cak3hWmXG6mPG6KoDxDVhPSVPVbZ6BHsGZiFjsaPAxml2SDBHTi8PNbEmqBwXV9ZadC6NQcJRRdnk86Onmwc0deix4Ug-4NON2uvJf5hdxiddNz80T6uOac/s1600-h/000_0288.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287988555283483090" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhufnr1-HfG2uiokH9D8935Cak3hWmXG6mPG6KoDxDVhPSVPVbZ6BHsGZiFjsaPAxml2SDBHTi8PNbEmqBwXV9ZadC6NQcJRRdnk86Onmwc0deix4Ug-4NON2uvJf5hdxiddNz80T6uOac/s200/000_0288.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div>Maybe I'm a dork but at least I'm proud of myself!!!<br /></div>Rachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-19995245933022962032009-01-05T15:56:00.000-08:002009-01-05T16:30:44.874-08:00Its a scary and sad day BUT.....<div><br /><br /><div>Okay today it is horrible outside the roads are terrible and it is flippen cold. We had to go to Kaysville today (I will explain that later) but on the way back there was three accidents within 5 minutes of each other. One was a 16 wheeler on its side in the ditch. SCARY and then people was just flying by us on the road ARE THEY OUT OF THEIR MINDS. I say yes. It took us 2 hours to drive from Kaysville to Ogden when normally it is a 30-40 minute drive. Then when we finally got to pick the kids up we couldn't even make it up the hill people were all over the place. Well this is the sceen from our front door...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6arDdd5n7wvCaYkbszRaPgiVQ4I5z4kPyRPF7PQggcLx6ci35uwdNREgEu7SS5f8OTDCGun24AN2h3J1Y4Qt_p9SPr56ilX1K2S2zDM1EM7KINOesGr2cKsUxIrSmSfWG9UhIozaJtlM/s1600-h/000_0282.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287966204971524018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6arDdd5n7wvCaYkbszRaPgiVQ4I5z4kPyRPF7PQggcLx6ci35uwdNREgEu7SS5f8OTDCGun24AN2h3J1Y4Qt_p9SPr56ilX1K2S2zDM1EM7KINOesGr2cKsUxIrSmSfWG9UhIozaJtlM/s320/000_0282.JPG" border="0" /></a> you can hardely see the road.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Then this is the top of my hubby's car... it was clear when we left<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYdPEbRzog4mOdcxFqTiJ1OYXhGJPugaRO2QYuM8kTcz0J9qoxoAFLVr2H8oz_dZz-leMja1q04MIGCYyUt5GgUR2NsC89P4_ZIurRMzbD1HBSYSVTLt4vVjPLEq-JgEYaUOrCdcIk4U8/s1600-h/000_0284.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287966845245852674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYdPEbRzog4mOdcxFqTiJ1OYXhGJPugaRO2QYuM8kTcz0J9qoxoAFLVr2H8oz_dZz-leMja1q04MIGCYyUt5GgUR2NsC89P4_ZIurRMzbD1HBSYSVTLt4vVjPLEq-JgEYaUOrCdcIk4U8/s200/000_0284.JPG" border="0" /></a>.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>On a sad note, the reason I went to Kaysville is because I had to withdraw from school. I am so sad I did not want to drop out but the plan is to go back to school in three months. So that is out goal.. I told my BESTEST FRIEND EVER that was our goal we would start back the first of April together. I think that is where I lost my mojo with school, I had to go to nights and I had no one there with me. But we will work on it together. </div><div>OH OH OH by the way look what I learned to do I can put a picture in my blog. Oh I am so cool</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div></div>Rachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-64377988797925263202008-12-26T21:56:00.000-08:002009-01-05T17:09:16.422-08:00On a better note... 10:56pmOkay now that I had my say and I'm sure that it did no good other then my best friend and her sister to read let me say...<br /><br />Our Christmas was a wonderful day. Wish I could have spent the whole day with my kids but in the end it was okay they were happy and wanted to go visit and spend time with their dads and if they were happy so was I. But all in all it was wonderful day now lets see if I can figure out how to post pictures <div><div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVAD1Tfd4DXUgOted0dDKUBXO6-FE9bRfpzF9bSQcqFUlGioot6z6AtqxHoHMKTGsLMAgL0PuQWhEQZI1N0OrK6qtJzDENhZy43IawXg6gcFAcwBul1vW_SoYyDzZ75ClZUMDu5w9PBP4/s1600-h/100_2876.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287973637387245522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVAD1Tfd4DXUgOted0dDKUBXO6-FE9bRfpzF9bSQcqFUlGioot6z6AtqxHoHMKTGsLMAgL0PuQWhEQZI1N0OrK6qtJzDENhZy43IawXg6gcFAcwBul1vW_SoYyDzZ75ClZUMDu5w9PBP4/s320/100_2876.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><br /><div><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div>This is first sight of Christmas morning.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRfB0OTZbSc5uPkA_LcxqHOvOs-sF7aw8AKcAzgVrFB2uO5AZUcGXX3tDwXsB7DU8SBUP8SWEAZVhxkQwHFE9RM6rbkUtrB1kN8TkLL-chxIjLbsx57Qnx1-ZT6HgbDT-TllQFQhfO9Vg/s1600-h/100_2879.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287975166835300642" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRfB0OTZbSc5uPkA_LcxqHOvOs-sF7aw8AKcAzgVrFB2uO5AZUcGXX3tDwXsB7DU8SBUP8SWEAZVhxkQwHFE9RM6rbkUtrB1kN8TkLL-chxIjLbsx57Qnx1-ZT6HgbDT-TllQFQhfO9Vg/s320/100_2879.JPG" border="0" /></a> "Which one is mine!!!"</div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpqZuzzvnk7lP3j3OrwKXAL4QW7EhatQ0Pcrl_zoVW3JpL6Jugi94Z4VDm31eMuREEm2zFsR7eJaJ9H4T6SkGpm38SV7nynpDXFkdUaD3jh84M5DLwK-P9qpAQ7argMjJW1ht6oxUn7w4/s1600-h/100_2881.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287975954145991698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpqZuzzvnk7lP3j3OrwKXAL4QW7EhatQ0Pcrl_zoVW3JpL6Jugi94Z4VDm31eMuREEm2zFsR7eJaJ9H4T6SkGpm38SV7nynpDXFkdUaD3jh84M5DLwK-P9qpAQ7argMjJW1ht6oxUn7w4/s200/100_2881.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br />"OH MY GOODNESS THERE IS SOMETHING IN SIDE!!"<br /></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbg41BKKdpFIQGuc5gfZHrpSWUYtGQyX7w_RzjMnDwvaXowqg9KZklrg2JP2eYk_udfb_6BMH7G7LbeAwSeEk0s8b_crE3azd1M2u5E1MmfwljGTBCBNgOpoZXjONSd15VSQ3jeOe-Lnw/s1600-h/100_2888.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287976984948740274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbg41BKKdpFIQGuc5gfZHrpSWUYtGQyX7w_RzjMnDwvaXowqg9KZklrg2JP2eYk_udfb_6BMH7G7LbeAwSeEk0s8b_crE3azd1M2u5E1MmfwljGTBCBNgOpoZXjONSd15VSQ3jeOe-Lnw/s200/100_2888.JPG" border="0" /></a> Cloths</div><br /><div>Cloths and more CLOTHS!!!!</div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287977543152721666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8IvuMJUIX1nLhgb6FP-yyjvcip0xs30l0r-Jvyn8bdF5yICur4xSUpTY-g9toeVRkCDA9qbc8WfqxvUPV0auPNH7eo_gzaEfV2S18wljToRztTIQ0b_cDjn3kQoe97rTD3IQWFB2bbdE/s200/100_2892.JPG" border="0" /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGQH7tAswDcl4Pv5rMEJgp3YVdgJ8K_0A9RXkWKnWCCQvMHOsAynETKm4b4zNQmqVLcCwEJg8NuZhwswtJadQZZHKrnfxdmJyoUiE3CFsfcbUCZvfYavkU5FpzLbrksOOQXLoRK8VNrrY/s1600-h/100_2902.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287978621577311874" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGQH7tAswDcl4Pv5rMEJgp3YVdgJ8K_0A9RXkWKnWCCQvMHOsAynETKm4b4zNQmqVLcCwEJg8NuZhwswtJadQZZHKrnfxdmJyoUiE3CFsfcbUCZvfYavkU5FpzLbrksOOQXLoRK8VNrrY/s200/100_2902.JPG" border="0" /></a> "I'm SO EXCITED!!!"<br /><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div> </div></div></div></div>Rachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-31232930541232467252008-12-26T21:39:00.000-08:002008-12-26T21:56:06.951-08:00Glory Glory the holidays are over at last (the mad me) 10:47Okay so don't get me wrong I love Christmas but and that is a big BUT....<br />Working in retail you see the greed in all people. Customers push pull lie steal and who knows what else to get what they what. Then you have the store owners and operators who fire people two weeks before Christmas so they can still get their bouns. And you cant tell me that isn't the reason they do it. Now I hear that the only day we are closed.. which is Christmas they are thinking of opening because they want to get all the last minute shoppers who forgot poor Aunt Milly or forgot to get the green salad. GREED that is what this world has turned to and it makes me sick. Then there is the day after and that is even worse all those people who got all they wanted and STILL was not happy so they bring it all back. Even the stuff they bought at other stores or have already used or EATEN yes thats right I said EATEN. Or worse of all we have families bring back their kids cloths and toys they got from the angel tree. No they don't want to exchange it they want to returne it and get the money back... funny thing is I almost typed THEIR MONEY BACK what the hell was I thinking it not their money someone else spent the time and money and most of the time (and I'm not raciest) but they don't even speak english or they are the ones who buy prime rib, t-bone steaks and shrimp with their food stamps. WHAT THE HELL!!!! That is my flippen money my taxes, I can't even afford to buy food for my own family yet they take over 200 dollars in taxes and I'm sure close to 75% goes to welfare fund. FLIPPEN BULL POOP!!Rachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-52950917905641861212008-12-22T21:16:00.000-08:002008-12-22T21:21:04.428-08:00A couple of my favorite things... 10:16pmWell I have a couple of favorite things<br /><br />eating Peter Pan peanut butter,<br />eating Peter Pan peanut butter on a hershey bar,<br />eating Peter Pan peanut butter on a hershey bar and sharing it with Jordon and Pearl while watching a movie snuggling up on the couch.. sometimes life really can't be any more peacefulRachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-52401325791147858482008-12-22T19:33:00.000-08:002008-12-22T19:48:58.899-08:00Okay here we go 8:43pmWell lets see what has happened, <br /><br />Today I pretty much did nothing... I got up watched my nephews and did nothing. Working at walmart has totally changed my view on the holidays. Working in retail you see the greed of people. We had a giving tree at work and so far there has been three families that has brought all of there stuff back. HORRIBLE people have spent their time and money for them and they bring it back. <br /><br />Lets see what else...<br /><br />I was supposed to go to school today. I thought we were done for the season, oops!! I have totally lost my mojo for school. I am so far behind because I had to go back to work full time and when I go at night there is NO ONE there. Well the teacher is there and she is totally cool but my sisters are not there. I never realized how much I depend on them. If either of you read this I'm totally lost with out you both. And I applied for finanical aid and the lady was a total hag beast. So then I am even more flustered and not want to do anything.<br /><br />Okay stop the boo hooing,<br /><br />On a better note we are all healthy and for the most part happy. Christmas is coming I think we are mostly ready well as ready as we are going to be. So fa la la la la tis the season to be jolly oh christmas tree oh chrismas tree.<br /><br />until next time<br />KayRachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-15887009169730544052008-11-25T23:36:00.000-08:002008-12-22T15:18:08.560-08:00A day and the life of walmart the greatSo just got off work. And I just wanted to blog that just cuz I can now that I have a blog spot to say that I just got off work.<br /><br />Some old lady that works in softlines got busted trying to walk out with stuff and got pulled in the office. Dont know if she got fired but pretty sure she did, she was a hag and no one liked her anyway.<br /><br />My friend interviewed for CSM position and was told she would find out today if she got it or not but our manager just let her hang AWFUL. Then she is off tomorrow so now she has to stress all night AND all day till thursday to see if she got the job. Totally not professional is all I have to say. but then again that is walmart for you!!!Rachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652976803259842894.post-14471634542655382772008-11-25T09:07:00.000-08:002008-11-25T09:08:20.559-08:00My fisrt BlogGo ME!!!Rachel Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06337465377864997761noreply@blogger.com0