<?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-16083581</id><updated>2011-09-15T09:13:04.521-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dains Family</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to latest and greatest of the Dains Family.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dainsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16083581/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainsfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dains Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10748966529996862436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16083581.post-6593930568159939665</id><published>2008-03-04T16:04:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T16:11:46.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Grandma!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2UCWlPYB1YM/R826TGKXeoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/8Ina6KBrzHI/s1600-h/DSC01332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173996384152943234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2UCWlPYB1YM/R826TGKXeoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/8Ina6KBrzHI/s320/DSC01332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bootsie finally had her babies! She gave birth to 6 tiny little kittens this morning. Rick didn't realize that she was even giving birth until the whole process was almost over. He realized it when he started hearing little meows. He gave me a call at work and I was home in 3 minutes (it usually takes me around 5 to get home!). It will be a fun eight weeks and than they will all need to find new homes. If you're interested let me know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173996663325817490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2UCWlPYB1YM/R826jWKXepI/AAAAAAAAAJw/62CNc0Fgn0M/s320/DSC01346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173996848009411234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2UCWlPYB1YM/R826uGKXeqI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/AOjNrmbzqxE/s320/DSC01347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Susan and the kids have already chosen their little kitty to take home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Start of StatCounter Code --&gt;
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In italics if I want to. Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Bought everyone in the bar a drink&lt;br /&gt;o2. Swum with wild dolphins&lt;br /&gt;03. &lt;strong&gt;Climbed a mountain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Ridden in a Ferrari&lt;br /&gt;05. Been inside the Great Pyramid&lt;br /&gt;06. &lt;strong&gt;Held a tarantula&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. &lt;strong&gt;Taken a candlelit bath with someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. &lt;strong&gt;Said "I love you" and meant it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;09. &lt;strong&gt;Hugged a tree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;em&gt;Visited Paris&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;em&gt;Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;Stayed up all night long and seen the sun rise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;em&gt;Seen the Northern Lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;15. Gone to an Olympics game&lt;br /&gt;16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;strong&gt;Grown and eaten your own vegetables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;18. Touched an iceberg&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;strong&gt;Slept under the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;20. &lt;strong&gt;Changed a baby's diaper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;strong&gt;Watched a meteor shower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Gotten drunk on Dom Perignon&lt;br /&gt;24. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;strong&gt;Looked up at the night sky through a telescope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. &lt;strong&gt;Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Had a food fight&lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;strong&gt;Bet on a winning horse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Asked out a stranger&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;strong&gt;Had a snowball fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;31. &lt;strong&gt;Screamed as loudly as you possibly can&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;33. &lt;strong&gt;Seen a total eclipse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. &lt;strong&gt;Ridden a roller coaster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Hit a home run&lt;br /&gt;36. &lt;strong&gt;Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. &lt;em&gt;Adopted an accent for an entire day (I've pretended to be Chinese but I've also done Ava dahhhling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;38. &lt;strong&gt;Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Had two hard drives for your computer&lt;br /&gt;40. &lt;em&gt;Visited all 50 states&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. &lt;strong&gt;Taken care of someone who was drunk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. &lt;strong&gt;Had amazing friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;44. Watched wild whales&lt;br /&gt;45. Stolen a sign&lt;br /&gt;46. Backpacked in Europe&lt;br /&gt;47. &lt;strong&gt;Taken a road-trip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone rock climbing&lt;br /&gt;49. &lt;em&gt;Taken a midnight walk on the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;50. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;51. &lt;em&gt;Visited Ireland&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love&lt;br /&gt;53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger's table and had a meal with them&lt;br /&gt;54. Visited Japan&lt;br /&gt;55. &lt;strong&gt;Milked a cow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Alphabetized your CDs&lt;br /&gt;57. &lt;strong&gt;Pretended to be a superhero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;58. &lt;strong&gt;Sung karaoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;59. Lounged around in bed all day&lt;br /&gt;60. Played touch football&lt;br /&gt;61. &lt;em&gt;Gone snorkeling in the Caribbean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. &lt;strong&gt;Kissed in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Played in the mud&lt;br /&gt;64. &lt;strong&gt;Played in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;65. Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;67. Started a business&lt;br /&gt;68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;69. Toured ancient sites&lt;br /&gt;70. Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;71. Played D&amp;D for more than 6 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;72. &lt;strong&gt;Gotten married&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;74. Crashed a party&lt;br /&gt;75. &lt;strong&gt;Gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;76. Gone without food for 5 days&lt;br /&gt;77. &lt;strong&gt;Made cookies from scratch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Won first prize in a costume contest&lt;br /&gt;79. &lt;em&gt;Ridden a gondola in Venice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. &lt;strong&gt;Gotten a tattoo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Rafted the Snake River&lt;br /&gt;82. Appeared on television as a featured guest&lt;br /&gt;83. &lt;strong&gt;Received flowers for no reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;84. Performed on stage&lt;br /&gt;85. &lt;strong&gt;Been to Las Vegas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Recorded music&lt;br /&gt;87. &lt;strong&gt;Eaten shark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. &lt;strong&gt;Kissed on the first date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;89. &lt;em&gt;Gone to Thailand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. &lt;strong&gt;Bought a house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Been in a combat zone&lt;br /&gt;92. Buried one/both of your parents&lt;br /&gt;93. &lt;em&gt;Been on a cruise ship &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. &lt;em&gt;Spoken more than one language fluently&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Performed in Rocky Horror&lt;br /&gt;96. &lt;strong&gt;Raised children&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. &lt;strong&gt;Followed your favorite band/singer on tour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. &lt;em&gt;Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over&lt;br /&gt;101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge&lt;br /&gt;102. &lt;strong&gt;Sung loudly in the car, and didn't stop when you knew someone was looking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103. &lt;em&gt;Had plastic surgery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104. Survived an accident that you shouldn't have survived&lt;br /&gt;105. Published one or more books&lt;br /&gt;106. Lost 100 pounds&lt;br /&gt;107. Held someone while they were having a flashback&lt;br /&gt;108. Piloted an airplane&lt;br /&gt;109. Touched a stingray&lt;br /&gt;110. Broken someone's heart&lt;br /&gt;111. &lt;strong&gt;Helped an animal give birth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;112. &lt;em&gt;Won money on a T.V. game show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;113. &lt;strong&gt;Broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;114. Gone on an African photo safari&lt;br /&gt;115. &lt;strong&gt;Had a facial part pierced other than your ears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;116. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol&lt;br /&gt;117. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild&lt;br /&gt;118. &lt;strong&gt;Ridden a horse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;119. &lt;strong&gt;Had major surgery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;120. Had a snake as a pet&lt;br /&gt;121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon&lt;br /&gt;122. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours (I was really sick)&lt;br /&gt;123. 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