<?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-27393740</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:40:21.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baby got Nak</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-115518417072572596</id><published>2006-08-09T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T21:29:30.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pardy pardy..this is pretty tardy</title><content type='html'>By Tardy I mean late of course...don't get all political on me. It has been forever I know...I really don't know what I would say about camp cause it has been so long and most weeks kind of mold together into one big camp experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week Kayleen and Luke are gone to Nordegg for outrip. Initially I was quite perterbed and worried about this because it seems Luke is often the glue that holds this place together...but things have run smoothly...unlike the digestive systems of the majority of the staff. Our menu is so consistant it's like our bodies pull out all coping mechanisms whether that means letting it go...or holding it in...much like how we all deal with conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke is getting married in a week which is pretty exciting. Speaking of staff relationships...two of our counsellors have taken the "plunge" (this would mean more to you if you knew who the girl was and how her camp name is from "finding nemo" which is about a fish....) and decided to take their feelings from the bottom and put them on top....(another reference...geez I am a riot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy is a stellar nurse, Kris drives the boat like a boatdriver ought to and our counsellors are all fine specimans. We are all pretty tired though and I would be lying if I said that I wasn't glad that after this there are only three weeks. I am ready for not-camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what else to say...sorry it has been so long. I hope this picture will make you smile as you think about what kinds of kids we get out here. If there is one thing I know it is that kids are friggin' great and if they didn't come out here I seriously wouldn't work out here....because my job wouldn't exist...go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/steven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out rainbow trout!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-115518417072572596?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/115518417072572596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=115518417072572596' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115518417072572596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115518417072572596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/08/pardy-pardythis-is-pretty-tardy.html' title='pardy pardy..this is pretty tardy'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-115319706115887605</id><published>2006-07-17T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T21:31:01.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>celebrating the 20th century</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/80"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/80%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonjour!&lt;br /&gt;I know it is a long time in between these things now but it is hard to find time to just sit down and write about camp when you are constantly experiencing camp. However, my momma told me that I need to get on it so I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp is good. This week is Explorers/Sports/Horse camp which is a little confusing but I think the system has worked so far today. Our speaker this week is Carlen Doekson (sp? sorry) and he is realllly funny...like actually funny, not just funny..."for a pastor" which is refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today during "sticks" a brand new Jr. Counsellor broke his collar bone. Lucky for him he was emotionally prepared for tragedy seeing as he hit the ditch on the way out here yesterday. poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, not much is new. Tonight we had "80's" supper which was very enjoyable except for the fact that all the guys on the leadership team looked disgusting...but me and Amy looked pretty 85' if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep it______.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-115319706115887605?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/115319706115887605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=115319706115887605' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115319706115887605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115319706115887605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/07/celebrating-20th-century.html' title='celebrating the 20th century'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-115250570302691044</id><published>2006-07-09T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T21:28:23.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your sister's bangs, she cut them herself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/stonesy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/stonesy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well team it has been awhile. Camp is in full swing and today was our first day of kids camp. There are 152 kids here which is the maximum. It is semi-crazy having so many of them although it feels nice to have real camp out here finally. Who doesn't want to be singing "skiing in the snow" again??? In other news the whole menu out here has changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahaha imagine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to say that I only have like 5 songs on the itunes on this computer and it is becoming pretty monotonous..(except for Nelly Furtado's "promiscuous girl" of course) and I am just wondering if people have heard Justin Timberlake's new song. VERY disappointing. I thought that guy was onto something....and now I would rather listen to Nickelback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahaha imagine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are our staff t-shirts for the summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/nakashirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we are pretty happy with these, although still kinda wish there was a giant sun with "shine" written on it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/kissyfer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/kissyfer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that's kris wearing a baby's t-shirt. he was annngggrrry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                 peace out!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-115250570302691044?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/115250570302691044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=115250570302691044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115250570302691044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115250570302691044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/07/your-sisters-bangs-she-cut-them.html' title='your sister&apos;s bangs, she cut them herself'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-115203610028009405</id><published>2006-07-04T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T11:01:40.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Independance Day</title><content type='html'>hello friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we survived Family Camp #1. There were huge amounts of people...at one point we served over 600 people. That was sure fun for the "delta force" dish team, let me tell you. The "Hunter Family" was a hit as well. That family has many talents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/hot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the weekend went without a hitch basically. Last night the staff had a "&lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt;" night....we went to &lt;strong&gt;BARRHEAD&lt;/strong&gt;...had a &lt;strong&gt;BARBEQUE&lt;/strong&gt;....we went on the &lt;strong&gt;BARGE&lt;/strong&gt; and then watched "what about &lt;strong&gt;BOB&lt;/strong&gt;?" while drinking &lt;strong&gt;BEER&lt;/strong&gt;. just kidding of course, we drank &lt;strong&gt;BACARDI's&lt;/strong&gt;. just kidding again.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now we are into our first official week of camp "Leadership Camp" which is going pretty good so far (we're only 3 hours into it). We just had Amy and Kayleen lead us in some aquasizes in the pool. Then we are likely going tubing this afternoon. I for one am always happy to shower like 7 times a day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well we have to run and train some "leaders of tomorrow"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                             happy 4th of july&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-115203610028009405?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/115203610028009405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=115203610028009405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115203610028009405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115203610028009405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/07/miss-independance-day.html' title='Miss Independance Day'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-115164073591363456</id><published>2006-06-29T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T21:12:15.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>puff daddy and the family camp</title><content type='html'>tomorrow is family camp. I'm scared. SO many people. SO many hungry people. SO many people congregating and talking and looking at books written by Joshua Harris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/ikisseddatinggoodbye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Counsellors have all arrived. It is fun having more people around, although we still haven't played "bump". We have however played on the floating dock. If anyone has any good "dock" games please feel free to let me know. We were trying to come up with some but they all ended up being dangerous or lame. In other news, our floating dock can float...in fact with heavy winds she can float to the other side of the lake. sha la la! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anna put out her shoulder a couple days ago. Wow can that girl swear a bluestreak when she is angry! only kidding. I am sure the worst word she used in that moment was "oh geez, there goes my shoulder out of its socket. Jim-in-nee."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways...that is all. tune in for info. on the ever-so-studly "hunter" boys. Some of the girl counsellors have already called dibs on Dusty...or was it Brock?....or maybe JJ??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-115164073591363456?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/115164073591363456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=115164073591363456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115164073591363456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115164073591363456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/06/puff-daddy-and-family-camp.html' title='puff daddy and the family camp'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-115137683493576729</id><published>2006-06-26T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T19:53:54.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"what's up dock?"</title><content type='html'>holla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last friday we took the dock that the boys' made and put it into the water. With only minor scrapes and bruises, and the loss of one anchor it was a success and it is sUpEr fun! We were just out there and it is sure a good time. I wish I could be out there all day,perhaps I will quit my job and become "dock coordinator". Anyways..the counsellors come tomorrow which is great, the weather is hot, and in only a few short days...the HUNTER BOYS will be here!!! There is truly nothing else to say today except that there are some people in this room who think that computers are human beings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a picture of the dock makers. They are quite proud in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/dock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think we are going to watch "the sisterhood of the travelling panties"...i mean pants, whoops, wrong movie series...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                    check ya lader&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-115137683493576729?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/115137683493576729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=115137683493576729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115137683493576729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115137683493576729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/06/whats-up-dock.html' title='&quot;what&apos;s up dock?&quot;'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-115103143909108622</id><published>2006-06-22T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T19:57:19.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"happy birthday to lou"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/card.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/card.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Luke's 25th birthday. Luke doesn't make a big deal out of his birthdays...but we sure wanted to make it special for him... so we made him a special birthday bin with some treasures...a juice box, euchre cards, a sucker, a nakamun t-shirt, a surprise bag and a couple other things which I cannot remember. Then we all went to Barrhead to celebrate his b-day with Mrs.Wolgien's which is COINCIDENTALLY the same day! Wow. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/lukeey.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/lukeey.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/b-day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/b-day.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;Today we were outside for the majority of the day running activities for a LOT of grade sixes. They are pretty cute...(and maybe teachers too? Kris?) So we all have great tan lines. We are warning Kayleen about how this is only a glimmer of what Family Camp looks like. It would be funny...but it only scares us too. However...it helps to know that though the first family camp has a whopping 450 registered (gulp)...at least we will be blessed with a singing group of hockey playing boys who wear white t-shirts and big grins! Amy has her hopes set on one of them..and she is also hoping for a wet t-shirt contest after their grand finale.&lt;br /&gt;         Well nothing else new really, we are pretty ready for camp to start, I'm not gonna lie.&lt;br /&gt;OH ya..the boys (Kris and Luke) built a floating dock so we will be able to swim off of it, which is big and exciting. We also went swimming off the barge tonight and Luke did 2 #1's in the water. (just kidding. i think. i actually don't know if he was joking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 ferrrrr shizzo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-115103143909108622?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/115103143909108622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=115103143909108622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115103143909108622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115103143909108622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-birthday-to-lou.html' title='&quot;happy birthday to lou&quot;'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-115077839642922289</id><published>2006-06-19T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T21:39:56.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>silent tears and sweaty pits</title><content type='html'>Well team...we were so close...it was within reach...and we got second place...and that hurts, let's face the music folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/mansad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In other news...Amy Plompers is FINALLY out here which is wonderful!! I have already received one of her pain-instilling yet weirdly satisfying back massages. It is great to have the whole team together now..let the trust falls begin!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/amy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and....Caleb actually has some exciting news of his own...but I don't want to go "behind his back" and just share it...I mean news like this shouldn't just be written on a blog...that is why I am not saying ANYTHING about what this news could possibly be...I am not secretly writing about it on here while Caleb is sitting right beside me...that is not my style folks, so you are just gonna have to ask him..got it? ok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/cable.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                                   put pork on your fork!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-115077839642922289?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/115077839642922289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=115077839642922289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115077839642922289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115077839642922289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/06/silent-tears-and-sweaty-pits.html' title='silent tears and sweaty pits'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-115052023095665729</id><published>2006-06-16T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T21:57:10.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A visit to the Zoo</title><content type='html'>Well today seemed like just any ordinary rainy day to me. That meant a day jammed packed with us sitting in our cozy little office. On most occasions I think that we would have cracked and gone completely crazy,  but we didn't. Well at least I want to believe that. We did however get quite a bit accomplished today. We finished the Gideon's New Testament sized Counselor Handbook today. I'm not really sure what else was accomplished, but that's because I was so focused on my task. I think we got some work done on scheduling and planning for the week when the counselors do finally get here. The only other excitement of the day was when Michelle dared me to eat some pudding.  The pudding itself was fine, but the quantity might have been a bit overboard. When was all and said and done I had consumed more than 3 heaping giant-sized serving spoons full of it. I may never want to eat Caramel pudding ever again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/ChinaBearCage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/ChinaBearCage.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Luke, Kayleen and Michelle are all off again tonight and tomorrow, as they all have weddings to attend to. I must admit, I am a bit sad to be left alone (yes I will survive). So back to the title of this blog, "A visit to the Zoo", yes that is right, tonight I visited the zoo. Many of you are asking what Zoo? Does Barrhead have a zoo? is there a petting zoo where they keep the miniature horses? The answer to both questions is no! I was not a guest at this zoo, I was one of the animals. The Gym had sprung a leak and had flooded. Being the only staff member still here it fell upon my shoulders to mop it up. (Please don't mistake me, I'm in no way complaining about the work). As I spent the better part of an hour mopping, I had quite a few people come down and peer through the windows at me. Many of them staying for several minutes to watch this trained bear do a few tricks. Now I also realize that mopping isn't much of a trick and that you could probably train a monkey to do it just as well as a bear like me. I did however for a little while understand how animals at Zoos feel. To understand what it is like to be trapped in a room or cage with nothing more than a few windows or bars where guests may come and peer into a unnatural reality. As it also seems to fit my personality, I would like to take this time to announce my new camp name. For those of you who formerly knew me as RHNNNNN (or some version of that) it has now become BEAR! Yup, well that's all for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO OILERS GO!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-115052023095665729?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/115052023095665729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=115052023095665729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115052023095665729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115052023095665729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/06/visit-to-zoo.html' title='A visit to the Zoo'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-115035076730023540</id><published>2006-06-14T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T22:52:47.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20.5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/lukesaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/lukesaw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today i am officially twenty and a half. gulp. It's all down hill from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we woke up bright and early and went to the outback. The Nakamun outback. Quite similar to Australia we think. We had to clean it all up as much as we could. It was a big job and i have scrapes, Luke almost lost his leg to a chainsaw, Kayleen got stabbed with a nail and Kris almost murdered the weedwacker. Me and Kayleen enjoyed driving the gator, in FACT we were almost stampeded by the horses but thanks to her whispering and my bridle skills we cantered our way to safety without any 'foal' play. (sorry bout that) There was a scary moment on our way back when we thought the trailer with all the junk wood was gonna break...but thank GOODNESS for the Corbinator who used his killer instinct and burly muscles to save the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/trailer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/trailer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch i had a dentist appointment (cavity free for year 20. phewf. oh mommy and pops&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Brulotte says hi and that my gums are healthy) The rest of the crew worked, but I don't know where. We had pizza for supper and this is where the evening picked up...&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;div align="center"&gt;                                                           1. we played bump (which was far more friendly than yesterday's games!) Kevin was new to the game but presented a shot that will keep him in the runnings. Although we told him if he lost the lamb on his shoulders his b-ball would improve....&lt;br /&gt;2. we had pool time&lt;br /&gt;3. The oilers WON&lt;br /&gt;4. we watched "so i married an axe murderer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO OILERS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-115035076730023540?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/115035076730023540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=115035076730023540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115035076730023540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115035076730023540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/06/205.html' title='20.5'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-115026412037091115</id><published>2006-06-13T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T22:48:40.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crashing down......</title><content type='html'>Well today started out as any normal day would, breakfast made by Mel. Yes that is right Pancakes again. Unfortunately there were no more mickey mouse pancakes for Michelle.  First up on our agenda today was taking down the scaffolding at the wall. Both Michelle and Kayleen proved that they were beastly women. (Not my words here folks, Kayleen should take full credit). Following a short break Kayleen, Michelle and I returned to the wall, while Luke lifeguarded for a group. While at the wall we had the privilege of working with a group of French students from Legal. Michelle and Kayleen seemed to have an gut busting time practicing any and every french word that they knew. Oh my!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/flutterboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/flutterboard.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that point in time, my day got worse and worse. We lost two trolleys to an accident (no nobody was hurt) but in some ways this was good as they both needed to be replaced anyways. Upon returning to the Lodge we were making ourselves lunch when Kayleen and I ran into each other causing me to drop a glass bowl on the ground, sending shards of glass to every corner of the kitchen. Later I somehow broke a flowerpot that I was not even close to. (Just not my day I guess). Michelle also seemed to be having a rough day as she is struggling with a personality conflict. She doesn't know who she is. This is one crisis that we all hoped would never come. Well I, for one, still like you Michelle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/Kevin%20aka%20Jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/Kevin%20aka%20Jesus.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the most positive note of the day, Jesus came to camp. Oh wait I mean Kevin Guenther. Yes he has returned and he looks a little bit like Jesus, with long hair and a beard. It will be nice to have someone else out here. Oh yeah and Amy will be here very soon!!!! We are so excited, maybe we won't go too crazy after all! Well we are off to outback in the morning to do some good ol' fashioned manual labour. Hopefully its not too wet! Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-115026412037091115?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/115026412037091115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=115026412037091115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115026412037091115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115026412037091115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/06/crashing-down.html' title='crashing down......'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-115016371729017349</id><published>2006-06-12T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T18:55:17.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>monday? funday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/oilers%20jersey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/oilers%20jersey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sup beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the score is 1:1. But i anticipate greatness. Why? Cause check out the Oilers brownies I made today in some spare time I found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as size goes it is no Luke Henkelman creation; however, I think it will suffice all things considered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/me%20and%20brownies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kris were the only ones out today. It was a pretty easy day (as you can probably tell by the brownies). Anna is back after a friggin' extended holiday. She was gone for a week and then she has Wednesday and Thursday off. It is so hard to find good help around here. I wonder if Camp regrets hiring Anna. I mean as far as skills go... and that attitude? yikes. Just kidding...Anna is as close to perfect as they come, and if it weren't for Ashley Olson I'd say she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know what is up for tonight. I hope some bump, i may or may not be addicted to that game. And then maybe I'll call up my buddy Ryan Smyth for some post-game talk. He and I are pretty much cronies, now that my dad is a pastor at his church and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/ryan_smyth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      go oilers go.&lt;br /&gt;                           go ryan go.&lt;br /&gt;                                    go beulah go. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-115016371729017349?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/115016371729017349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=115016371729017349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115016371729017349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/115016371729017349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/06/monday-funday.html' title='monday? funday.'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114981997781484218</id><published>2006-06-08T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T19:26:17.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"no no honey, don't drink the poison."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/lukey.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/lukey.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's official. We are going squirrelly out here. Maybe it's the shotty weather, maybe it's the office. Maybe it's the food. Hmm..noo..the food has other effects, mostly physical...annnyyyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 8. WOW. Funny that a week ago we burnt our bodies..and today it is like -40 outside with rain. Me, Kayleen and Luke ran wall for a bunch of kids and by the end we were chilled to say the least. Kris has been working on the Bible-sized counselor handbook. I hope they like to read...and I hope they love safety protocol cause this thriller is packed. Kayleen had a good time in Ontairio (she sends a shout-out to Leanne...."holla")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly people..we have cabin fever. Kris keeps talking in a dutch accent, I am reacting to everything and am ridiculously easily distracted and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/mitchyandkaykay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Congratulations Brock and Karmyn! I suggest taking this time before your wedding to read a)the bride wore white *karms and b) wild at heart *brock. And it would never hurt to read "the purpose driven couple" (fresh of the press)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go oilers go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114981997781484218?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114981997781484218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114981997781484218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114981997781484218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114981997781484218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-no-honey-dont-drink-poison.html' title='&quot;no no honey, don&apos;t drink the poison.&quot;'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114965394573008934</id><published>2006-06-06T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T21:19:05.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haircuts</title><content type='html'>Well today was another pretty boring day out at Nakamun. We only allowed 2 campers to die while Michelle and I were on watch at the waterfront. Ok so it was more like only 2 people tipped into the water and they were supervisors at that. On a much funnier note, we put up Rob and Deb's wedding picture in our office. Rob got a good laugh when he saw it, one could only wonder how we came upon it(Thanks Joel!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/rob%20and%20deb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/rob%20and%20deb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So really today was a boring day. Neither Michelle or I could think of anything special to write about. I know its a shame, there were no more eating contests....Michelle tried to get one started, but none of us were in the mood for sausage. Well time to go watch a movie or kill some wasps, The choices we have out here, if anyone finds our sanity, please let us know, it is missed!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114965394573008934?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114965394573008934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114965394573008934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114965394573008934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114965394573008934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/06/haircuts.html' title='haircuts'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114957049491501405</id><published>2006-06-05T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T22:08:14.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"as our lives change...come whatever..."</title><content type='html'>Well I wasn't going to write a a blog on account of nothing exciting happening and the fact that the Oilers lost. But just now something blog worthy happened...without seeing it coming, i was enticed into a Kris Corbin eating contest.,,no it wasn't pizza...no it wasn't freezies...it was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                 vitamin c.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/vitamin%20c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I believe the grand total was...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kris:27&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Michelle:19&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luke:17&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our kidneys loathe us right now. But it is dang good vitamin c. I know mom..you're saying "michelle that isn't good for you"... but hey... would you rather it was the sausage? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114957049491501405?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114957049491501405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114957049491501405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114957049491501405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114957049491501405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/06/as-our-lives-changecome-whatever.html' title='&quot;as our lives change...come whatever...&quot;'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114940607278956406</id><published>2006-06-03T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T00:27:53.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>accident prone</title><content type='html'>Well today was a crazy day. What was supposed to be an easy day turned out to be a bit hectic.  Don was taking a group out on the barge, while Caleb, Carrie and I were working the zipline/climbing wall. As we returned to the lodge for Lunch I was met by Carol who informed me that the prop on the barge had broken and that Don and the barge were stranded on the lake. Spending the next 2 hours I shuttled guests back and forth from the barge on the motor boat. Needless to say Don was not too happy when we finally got the barge back to shore. The rest of the afternoon was spent back at the wall. All of us spent quite a bit of time in the sun and as a result most of us have some pretty good burns. I would like to take this time to remind all of our readers that it is very important to apply copious amounts of sunscreen when going outdoors &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/sunburn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/sunburn.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you will realize the barge breaking down is a complete lie. And yes I do realize that my lies are not quite as believable as Michelle's, but I'm ok with that because I know that I'm at least appreciated for the fact that I can fix the internet and for my biceps. In reality I just needed a way to spice up an otherwise incident free day. GO OILERS GO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114940607278956406?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114940607278956406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114940607278956406' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114940607278956406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114940607278956406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/06/accident-prone.html' title='accident prone'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114921430608019624</id><published>2006-06-01T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T19:11:47.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ohh..i thought you said burritos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/NunsWithGuns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/NunsWithGuns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 1. was hot. we worked. outside. all day. tan lines? we got em'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone ever complains this summer about being outside for too long..boy can we top that. Today and tomorrow there is this humongo group of kids out (220) and so today we had over 5.5 hours of climbing wall/zip. By the end..we were all so fried and tired. However, I have mostly enjoyed the kids. It is a largely multicultural group of kids and Stanley Woo could make anyone's day brighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think tonight we will probably all go to bed early. We are all quite fatigued. Kayleen is flying home tomorrow for a few days to visit her BF. Godspeed my friend. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/active-old-people.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH but i do want to share the great thing I found at "dollarama." (if you have never been..make haste my friend, it is incredible).. You have probably seen those "gummy hotdogs"?? Well there is much more than that people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/gummi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes..that is a sprinkled gummi donut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        well take it easy.&lt;br /&gt;p.s. in defense of the "michelle checking e-mail" insults in previous blogs. Unlike some people, I do not see my family and friends everytime I have a day off. I am lonely and miss them. so sue me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114921430608019624?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114921430608019624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114921430608019624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114921430608019624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114921430608019624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/06/ohhi-thought-you-said-burritos.html' title='ohh..i thought you said burritos'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114914057904042672</id><published>2006-05-31T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T22:42:59.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Edmonton Bound</title><content type='html'>First and Foremost I would like to say to those people who did not read the entire blog from yesterday that it was a complete and total LIE!!!!!! Yes that is right Michelle made it all up. Sorry for those of you who believed what she wrote (Sorry Brian, but thanks for the prayers anyways, we can always use them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/Kaylene%20in%20Truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/Kaylene%20in%20Truck.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was quite the day, our morning consisted of the usual working the zipline/climbing wall and waterfront. After Lunch, Luke and I helped move the scaffolding to the only unpainted side of the wall so that the painting of the wall can finally be finished! I'm not quite sure what Michelle and Kaylene did during this time, probably hung out in the office. (working of course, shame on all of you who would assume that Michelle was checking her email!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/Michelle%20in%20truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/Michelle%20in%20truck.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally around 3 in the afternoon, we loaded up the truck and set off for Edmonton. Our mission: buy a shwackload of stuff for the summer. Our first stop was Ikea! Some of you might be asking what the heck does Ikea have to do with Summer Camp? Nothing, we just wanted to go, how else do you expect us to decorate our office.......just kidding, we went to pic up picture frames for craft time. Our trip to Ikea was followed by stops at Michael's for craft supplies. After a brief stop at Michael's We all ventured to Wal-Mart to pick up hula-hoops, garbage bins, movies, cards and other such stuff. Next stop DOLLARAMA!!!! While Michelle and Kaylene were in Dollarama, Luke and I guarded the truck, not out of fear that someone would steal our fabulous decorations and bins, but because we didn't want to turn the truck off. The reason we couldn't turn the truck off was simple, once we turned it off it wouldn't start again (well at least not with a lot of cursing, I mean prayers....we were having problems with the key actually turning). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/Kris%20in%20Truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/Kris%20in%20Truck.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last stops on the southside of Edmonton were at Superstore were we bought a buttload of suckers, I mean honestly how many people buy 90$ worth of suckers?! And then to Subway for Dinner.   Venturing further north we stopped at The Grocery People to pick up nothing but pure sugar. Chocolate bars and candy up the..... and pop too. While there we ran into a couple of sweet old ladies. They comment on our large selection of poop, I mean pop. Must be some party that we are going to have. (What can I say the older ladies just seem to love me).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/Luke%20in%20Truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/Luke%20in%20Truck.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now we are all tired, and I'm sure many of you are tired of hearing about our day, so I will end it by saying that we stopped at the Canadian Tire in ST. Albert and driving back to Camp only to unload all of our treasures. Now I think we shall all go for a sit in the hottub,  much deserved if I don't say so myself! Hope you all are doing great.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO OILERS GO!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114914057904042672?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114914057904042672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114914057904042672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114914057904042672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114914057904042672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/edmonton-bound.html' title='Edmonton Bound'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114904253154883091</id><published>2006-05-30T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T19:28:51.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rough 24 hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/fire%20picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/fire%20picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this is the hardest blog we have had to write yet. Things here at Nakamun have been totally chaotic and it looks like the summer may be on hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Heritage caught fire last night. There were some kids in there who left some clothes and plastic baggies on heaters while they went swimming. The next thing we knew we were being ordered out of the lodge and had to help get all the kids out of buildings and get them off the property. The heritage went up pretty fast and it was SO scary before the fire crews got here because we had no way of contacting Rob or Don.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/kids%20in%20gym.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/kids%20in%20gym.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/3-firemen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..no one was hurt and for that we are thankful. The youngest kids went and stayed in the Dunstable Elementary School gym and the older ones stayed in Busby. Luckily the heritage was the only building that was totalled. The lodge had some water damage and a bit of smoke damage but other than that the rest of the property is safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so happy in the morning when our pal Michael W. Smith came by to give us some support in song, we sure appreciated that. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/MichaelW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoopa. that was all a lie. all of it. no truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go oilers go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114904253154883091?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114904253154883091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114904253154883091' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114904253154883091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114904253154883091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/rough-24-hours.html' title='rough 24 hours'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114895926753035503</id><published>2006-05-29T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T20:21:07.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cartwheels and piggybacks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/mickey%20pancake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 2px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="305" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/mickey%20pancake.jpg" width="407" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/mickey%20pancake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/mickey%20pancake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That was how my morning started. Mel made me a Mickey pancake! It is little treasures like this that can really help make one's day better. Even if i did eat cereal already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty good. Me and Kayleen are working today which is always a riot for everyone around us because we are pretty much the coolest people we know. We ran zipline with Donny K which was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the day was good and we got to plan some stuff and I did some laundry. I am however, in other news, losing my mind. It took me a couple seconds to figure out why there would be a lint trap on the washer. Ohhhh...hugs not drugs kids. hugs not drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW we are having an ingenius ice cream dessert that Mel and Vange thought up with my help. (have i mentioned how much i LOVE Vange? She said today she would like to be my grandma.) the plan is a rice crispy crust, then ice cream and oreo on top? Something like that. I would like to say how much one learns from the Sr. Staff out here. From Mel alone i have learned about deep frying, why beans don't affect everyone's body and today I learned about poetry when he told me I struck him as a poet because of my creative speaking? yaa...i rained on that parade. poor guy. Vange teaches me about gardening and Survivor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and caleb cut off the top of his thumb. He's all good though. One and a half thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/caleband%20wolf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Ludacris is singing (just like at home right dad?) I am including a picture of me and Jenny because we liked the picture and were disappointed when it wasn't on it last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/me%20and%20jenny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/me%20and%20jenny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go oilers go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114895926753035503?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114895926753035503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114895926753035503' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114895926753035503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114895926753035503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/cartwheels-and-piggybacks.html' title='cartwheels and piggybacks'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114870457177802445</id><published>2006-05-26T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T21:36:11.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trips to Barrhead</title><content type='html'>Well today was another pretty slow day, the rain prevented us from doing activites again today. So what did we do instead, yes that is right, we helped the cleaning staff clean rooms in preparation for the next groups that are here for the weekend. We did get some very important planning done today though, that's right T-shirts! We know that camp t-shirts are one of the most important things that a counselor can be thinking about before getting to camp. We all know that putting on an ugly t-shirt can really ruin your mood. One of the most exciting parts of our day was travelling into Barrhead for Supper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/Barrhead%20Trip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/Barrhead%20Trip.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were joined by Michelle's friend Jenny (Hope it wasn't too weird for you Jenny). We consumed our food at a local establishment called Frank's Pizza and Steakhouse. A decision that we quickly regreted as our waitress almost made Kayleen cry. Giving her some credit, she did come back and apologize.  (Will we ever eat there again? Only time will tell, but my guess is not) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/IceCream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/IceCream.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we travelled to D.J's for ice cream where we were informed by Michelle that this picture has been on display for as long as she can remember (which is at least 4 different owners). Our evening concluded by a short visit to the local 24hour IGA for a few essentials. Back to work in the morning! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/IGA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/IGA.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114870457177802445?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114870457177802445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114870457177802445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114870457177802445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114870457177802445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/trips-to-barrhead.html' title='Trips to Barrhead'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114862066058544350</id><published>2006-05-25T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T22:17:40.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/unstable%20ladder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/unstable%20ladder.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was a pretty boring day. It was raining out so we spent the whole day planning! It was nice to finally get some planning done, and well we got lots done. On the down side, Michelle and I are no longer friends. Ok, maybe not, but being inside all day in such a little space does definitely cause people to act a little strange. Happy to say that no ones friendship is actually crumbing. It definitely helps an extrovert like myself realize the importance of having alone time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/Luke%20changing%20clock%20battery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/Luke%20changing%20clock%20battery.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that most of us would agree that the highlight of the day was changing the battery in the clock in the kitchen. It has been stopped at 10:37 for almost a week.&lt;br /&gt;Well we hope that you are all having a great summer. For those of you who will be joining us in such a short period of time, we hope that your excitement grows daily. We are all definitely looking forward to having you guys out here!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to note that we are presently looking for a camp nurse. The position is available to any student returning to College/University again in the fall. The position would start immediately so get in touch with us soon!!!! Preference will of course be given to those who have nursing/EMT training(naturally).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114862066058544350?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114862066058544350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114862066058544350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114862066058544350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114862066058544350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/bored.html' title='Bored?'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114851294985958430</id><published>2006-05-24T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T16:22:35.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roger That</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/brad-pitt-22.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was nice. On a scale of glum to ecstatic it was ... good. We even got to plan stuff for the summer, which we have had virtually no time to do yet. So hip hip hoorah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many great things were apart of this day, I will tell you them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kris learned zipline&lt;br /&gt;2. Luke caught the rope when taking the wall down.&lt;br /&gt;3. A little birdy we named "Gustav' hung out with us at the the top of the wall.&lt;br /&gt;4. Kayleen learned zipline.&lt;br /&gt;5. I saw a girl microwaving her frosted flakes.&lt;br /&gt;6. I saw a boy take a picture of his behind and then look at it and then delete it.&lt;br /&gt;7. Michelle will never learn zipline.&lt;br /&gt;8. Kris is taking his boat driver test...which is on the computer...?&lt;br /&gt;9. Kris is now calculating how much alcohol he can legally drink and then drive the boat.&lt;br /&gt;10. and we are having ham for supper. did I say ham? cause i meant ham. It would be crazy if we were having ham cause we always have ham. Thank goodness it's ham cause if it was ham we would all go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;11. Me and Kayleen taught archery. We are not archers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, as a new component of this blog, I will be adding a dating profile for someone who has amazed me in the past couple days. his name is kris corbin, and yes he is single. So hold on ladies, cause this man isn't just an almost boat driver...he can run the zipline too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/kris.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kris Corbin is 25 years old. Not only does this Aries enjoy quiet books and mellow tunes, but he also enjoys time with friends and family. As the oldest of two, Kris knows how to take responsibility but also how to be layed back and listen to techno. Not only is he computer savvy but Kris also plans on using his brains to become an established individual. This surly young man is interested in a girl who will not only be herself but help him become a better person too. Kris's patience is always appreciated, as are his biceps. Kris's idea of the perfect date would have to be a trip to one of Alberta's northern lakes where they could take a dingy ride and then make smores. After finishing off the last of the graham wafer crumbs they would lay in the back of his two tonne and talk about memories from past YC's. On the ride home they would listen to Boys II Men and bee-bop along with their soulful tunes. Whoa Kris..sounds like you're more than just a pretty face!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you are interested in this man-o-God, leave a comment, call the camp, or pray that he will fall into your path someday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just so everyone knows..brad and angelina's baby is due at anytime.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/brad-pitt-22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;peace out home dogs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114851294985958430?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114851294985958430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114851294985958430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114851294985958430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114851294985958430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/roger-that.html' title='Roger That'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114845036617323354</id><published>2006-05-23T22:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T23:09:18.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy days</title><content type='html'>So I have a song in my head entitled "Better Days" by the Robbie Seay Band, its pretty good you might consider checking them out. But anyways the reason that this song has been in my head, is that there is a line in it that goes, "Here comes better days", hence the title of the song, I know, but it gets me to thinking that in many ways we have so much to look forward to. Michelle and I have been counting the days that have passed and the days until the rest of the counselors arrive, we are looking forward to better days because we hope that camp this summer will be amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/DSCF2198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/DSCF2198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;----what was once our clean office has now turned into this! So now that I've bored many of you with my sentimental thoughts, I will share with you the amazing day that we had today. I have to admit that there haven"t been many days like today it rained!!!! &lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/DSC00926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Anyways I had written a whole lot of other stuff, but when I went to post this, for some reason it decided to delete it all, so I'm kinda ticked off! No Michelle, I didn't even swear. So I will break it down again, only this time briefly. Kayleen worked on outtrip/outback stuff, Luke did cabin assignments, I fixed our server/network so the whole camp has internet again, rob and I patched tv up to the cedar room so people could watch hockey tonight. We attempted to put a group through on the zipline/climbing wall but it started raining on us again so we had to quit. Thats our like. Keeping us busy but we love it! Peace out for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114845036617323354?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114845036617323354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114845036617323354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114845036617323354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114845036617323354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/rainy-days_23.html' title='rainy days'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114825014487311661</id><published>2006-05-21T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T15:23:35.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eatin' fruit loops, chips and drinkin' coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/kris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/kris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is what we are all doing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO we have not been on holidays..NO we have not had days off...YES the computer died cause some idiot flipped the breaker resulting in 24 hours with no internet or any nakamun files that contained allll summer info. It was stressful however Kris Corbin is my new hero and managed to fix it all. He only swore a couple times too...(don't worry, i picked up that slack)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing uber exciting has happened around here in the time we had no computer. However today a man said the funniest thing at waterfront...there are a couple of blind people ( i accidentally typed "bling"..no..they are not bling) here and they have seeing eye dogs and this guy asked me.."so are the dogs blind too?" It was SO funny but he was dead serious. I almost lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is my most memorable moment..here are the others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kris&lt;/strong&gt;- when michelle burst out laughing as the strange woman flirted with me at the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luke&lt;/strong&gt;-when none of the ropes would go through the grigory at the wall and he wondered if we would have ropes for anything ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kayleen&lt;/strong&gt;-playing "bump" in the rain and cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy victoria day! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/joel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114825014487311661?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114825014487311661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114825014487311661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114825014487311661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114825014487311661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/eatin-fruit-loops-chips-and-drinkin.html' title='eatin&apos; fruit loops, chips and drinkin&apos; coffee'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114799564618842049</id><published>2006-05-18T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T16:40:46.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet and sour meatballs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Maybe it is time to try a different font. This one is pretty urban i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Caleb just walked in. He and the weed eater are no longer on speaking basis. He doesn't even want licorice...he must not know about the meatballs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Kayleen and I cleaned out the bottom of lakeview today where we do crafts..it looked pretty good in the end.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/game_room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so glad we splurged on the pool table.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This afternoon we got to weed the flower gardens by the Bluebirds. It was prickly and hot and we can vouch for Caleb that weeding sucks. We get to do more tomorrow. BUT i got to drive the gator which made is somewhat worth it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh ..this is funny, Kayleen and I are in a motel room and there is a futon and a bed and the bed is SOOO high. It makes me laugh. The picture I will include of it shows my friend Piggy on the floor so you will better see the height of the bed. (Piggy is probably half a foot tall, even without legs)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/high%20bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well..time to go get some meatballs aka peanut-butter sandwich.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                            &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114799564618842049?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114799564618842049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114799564618842049' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114799564618842049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114799564618842049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/sweet-and-sour-meatballs.html' title='sweet and sour meatballs'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114791748026396193</id><published>2006-05-17T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T18:58:00.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>buoy o' boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/me%20and%20goat.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 9px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 9px" height="143" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/me%20and%20goat.0.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/hats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/hats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; May 17 already?? It was only two months ago that we were all drinking green beer! (right mom?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was long and ridiculously hot. Sunscreen was applied in copious amounts and we were all quote sweaty and sticky by the end of the day. HOWEVER...we accomplished a lot. We put all the rocks on the hard side of the wall..which will be quite tricky. Me and Kayleen cleaned out the boathouse and it looks beautiful. The boys repaired the ghetto dock but I think it needs some prayer and petition. Then we had to move out of our penthouse and into the mediocre main lodge. oh well. Luke and Kris have tomorrow and Friday off, so me and Kayleen will be here. I don't know what we will have to do though. I heard a little rumour about hot tubbing and pina colada testing with Carol? But that has not been finalized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and we also got to test out the newwww boat. which was super great. It even has a radio so we got to hear the "bad day" song again. but it wasn't a bad day. hoorah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep it real. here are some pics of us on the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/kayleen%20on%20boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/kayleen%20on%20boat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/michelle%20on%20boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/michelle%20on%20boat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/rob%20on%20boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/rob%20on%20boat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/boys%20on%20boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/boys%20on%20boat.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/27393740-114791748026396193?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114791748026396193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114791748026396193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114791748026396193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114791748026396193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/buoy-o-boy.html' title='buoy o&apos; boy'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114782970708840668</id><published>2006-05-16T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T18:35:07.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tranquility</title><content type='html'>All is calm as I write this post...Single Parent Family Camp is over for another year. All of the hellians have returned to the comfort of their homes and we all have had a day off. Well Michelle is still off again today. Luke, Rob and I were however graced with the presence of another female. Kayleen has joined us now and is fitting in just perfectly. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/DSCF2173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/DSCF2173.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;----Kayleen already hard at work.&lt;br /&gt;Even though it was only her first day on the job, Kayleen was thrown right into the busy life of Nakamun Leadership. In the morning more work was done on the wall, getting it ready for the summer. By the afternoon she was already working the top of the climbing wall, hooking kids onto the burma bridge. (Better watch out Michelle, she might try to replace you........don't worry, we know you don't want that, so we won't let it happen!) So being out on the wall again today, we all had the opportunity to work on our sandal tans..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/DSCF2175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/DSCF2175.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;---Don't worry I'm not actually missing a foot! Other than that, not much to report, maybe some interesting stories will happen when Michelle gets back and we are (with the exception of Amy) altogether!&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114782970708840668?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114782970708840668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114782970708840668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114782970708840668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114782970708840668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/tranquility.html' title='tranquility'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114756286669537895</id><published>2006-05-13T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T16:27:47.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chaos at nakamun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/stones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/stones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is "single parent family camp" which is a free camp for single parents and their families. It is really neat that the camp does this because I don't think lots of these families get this kind of break very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo...we get to plan a kid's program and run nursery etc. This is an easy concept in theory considering all the stuff we had to plan last summer. BUT it is completely different because these kids don't have a counselor and we don't know who is who..so over 60 kids come rioting into the poplar room and we have to somehow maintain order for 45 minutes. This would be easier if it weren't for...the hellians. There are about 5 of them, two are brothers and they could be in a movie as "the bullies." We played a game last night in the gym..and instead of playing they simply ran around tripping the little kids. I would take pictures of them, because I am sure you would appreciate their devilish sneers...however I think it is illegal? FOIP?Sarah..can I have some legal advice on that one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here are some pics of Braydon Toews, some animals at the petting zoo, and some defecation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/stones%20and%20balloon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/stones%20and%20balloon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember to bestow gifts upon your mother tomorrow... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/me%20and%20goat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/me%20and%20goat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/poop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/poop.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/27393740-114756286669537895?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114756286669537895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114756286669537895' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114756286669537895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114756286669537895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/chaos-at-nakamun.html' title='chaos at nakamun'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114739505411583602</id><published>2006-05-11T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T17:50:54.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grey eggs and  ham</title><content type='html'>Kris and Luke are off today. Not that it changes my workload at all. They are a couple of freeloaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you all are wondering...&lt;br /&gt;a) i got the paint out of my shorts.&lt;br /&gt;b) me and Anna watched "A Cinderella Story"..and it was super lame. Kris? Was it on sale?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most exciting thing of our day was...the fact that Mel deep-fried yesterday's ham for breakfast. I wish you could see it in real life, but I will provide second best for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/ham.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This was some dialogue that followed...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mel&lt;/strong&gt;: a young, growing person like you needs a certain amount of oil to keep  the mylin around the neurons in your brain functioning. Once you have stopped growing this isn't as important because your body does it naturally, but for you Michelle, you have to make sure to be getting some fat.Now,would you like to try the ham and hashbrowns?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;michelle&lt;/strong&gt;: uhh..I ..I ,,,uhhh....maybe later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Mel&lt;/strong&gt;: But they will be cold then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;michelle&lt;/strong&gt;: (nervous laughter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="161" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/ham.0.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;                             momma... i want to come home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114739505411583602?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114739505411583602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114739505411583602' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114739505411583602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114739505411583602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/grey-eggs-and-ham.html' title='grey eggs and  ham'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114731110069942423</id><published>2006-05-10T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T18:31:40.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nine-to-five</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/popcorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/popcorn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  whew...just got back from my "me-and-Dreamer" time...That ole' girl can still canter like when she was a foal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine to five is a little joke to us that never really gets old. But it makes me get that Dolly Parton song in my head that I did a talent show performance to with Colin and Brett. It was dang funny. Although i know SOME people didn't think so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 10th already&lt;/strong&gt;. holla loo yah. It has gone pretty fast which is nice, although on the weekend i dreamed that it was mid-July. I hate waking up from those dreams. Not much exciting today...we put around 100 kids through zip and wall today. So that was tedious but the weather was nice so it was no biggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of my day and I am sure Luke's too was when the aggravating band teacher ( he annoys me primarily because i remember him from last year and I remember him asking me what grade I was in, and when I told him I was out of high school for two years he said 'oh really? I never would have thought that." )ANYWAYS..so luke was wearing a Star Wars t-shirt and we were serving and the guy's all like "wicked shirt etc" and luke said how his name was Luke so that associated him with Star Wars quite a bit (Luke Skywalker? I think. I have never seen one) Anyways..then Mr.Bandteacherloudmouth is like "hey luke..check this out" and he lifts up his sleeve and shows Luke his Star Wars tattoo. In the middle of the serving line. Carissa...you're not the only one with eyes for your man. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be aware.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/lukey.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;(this picture is from nakamun archives)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is a wrap. I have to wash some shorts that got paint on them and then me and Ban-anna are watching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;strong&gt;           jealous?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114731110069942423?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114731110069942423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114731110069942423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114731110069942423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114731110069942423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/nine-to-five.html' title='nine-to-five'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114722706064700197</id><published>2006-05-09T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T19:11:00.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cain wasn't able</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/pooky%20cutie%20pants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/pooky%20cutie%20pants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;" i would kill you if i wasn't in this car. "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and we don't doubt it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today there was a first. I don't know if it was a first for Nakamun but it was a first for Luke,Kris and me. Here's how it went...&lt;br /&gt;           (that is the wall now..by the way, and me on the scaffolding)           &lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="280" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/i%20like%20meat.2.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;                                                      &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/mitchy%20on%20scaffolding.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="260" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/mitchy%20on%20scaffolding.0.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/mitchy%20on%20scaffolding.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were running zip and wall, it was a normal group of kids from St.Albert. I was doing top of wall, Luke was doing zip. I always ask the kids their names when they get to the top and this particular day one of the guys was named "Cain". As i was hooking Cain up etc. i was lost in thought about why someone would name their kid Cain...the guy who notoriously killed his brother, and then thought about how there were just some names that kids shouldn't get ("we'll call her...Jezebel.") So anyways, i went through the usual steps and sent Cain on his way. The next guy was up and then I heard Luke call to me and point at the burma bridge...and there hanging was a lone trolley. I can't express to you the thoughts that went through my mind at that time as I looked to the ground expecting a dead and mangled Cain to be there. Then I thought I was going to die for almost killing a kid by not hooking him up right..and i pondered how Don would finish me off...perhaps Phoenix? It turns out it wasn't my fault...Luke had been busy at the wheel so he told Cain to let himself in etc and as Luke was just about to grab the rope and hook him up to the zipline..Cain had just unhooked his trolley and sent it back down. After the nauseous feeling went away..we all had a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since Kathy is gone, Mel is here to fill in. I like Mel for many reasons..one of which is how friendly he is..but I guess ALL the kitchen staff are..&lt;br /&gt;           I also like the way he moves from the kitchen to the serving area with such grace and poise. He could be in "Swan Lake." Maybe he was a ballerina in his past. Is there a male form of that? Ballermana perhaps? Or Manerbina? He also always remembers me, which I appreciate. Although he did think me and Carissa were sisters till last year...and he also thought her name was Celeste. Remember that one Carcar? I was thinking about that today and how I don't know anyone by that name but it still sounded familar...and then I remembered Babar's wife...and since then the Babar theme song has been in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/celeste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/celeste.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris seems to have a bit of a crush on one of the teachers here right now. He practically stared at her behind the whole time she was climbing the wall..and later tried to justify it by saying "he was belllayyying her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in other news...i have excema again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. like my brother Colin tells me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       "excema girls get noticed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 peace out home-dawgs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114722706064700197?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114722706064700197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114722706064700197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114722706064700197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114722706064700197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/cain-wasnt-able.html' title='Cain wasn&apos;t able'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114714538374979876</id><published>2006-05-08T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T20:29:43.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sippin coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/DSCF2154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/DSCF2154.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;----- Here we are updating our awesome blog!&lt;br /&gt;Well I wish I could say that I am actually sipping on coffee as I type this blog, but I'm not. Today is actually the perfect day to sit back and relax while drinking something warm. Its monday and we are back at work, well at least Luke and I are, Michelle has today off. The weather wasn't so nice today. It was raining and windy (at least 500mph winds I'm sure using Michelle's formula for measuring these things), so we were sadly unable to do any zipline or climbing wall today. Instead, Luke and I finished putting together the desks for Don's office. This meant that we were able to finally put all of his stuff that got dumped into our office back into his! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/Deer%20Head.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/Deer%20Head.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, we spent part of today preparing safety and operational guidelines for several of the activities. All in all today was a pretty slow in terms of work. I'd like to say that it flew by, but time seems to be unique here at Nakamun. The morning flew by and before we knew it, it was 5pm and time to serve dinner. The next two hours seemed to slip by and it was 7pm, and yet it felt so much later! Maybe a dip in the hottub or a movie will help us get back into the swing of things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/Michelle%20and%20Uke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/Michelle%20and%20Uke.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Michelle wants me to make sure that you all know that this is Kris writing this blog, not her, so don't blame her if this is not quite as funny as hers usually are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the night:&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: I'm so Mad at you I could poop my pants&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114714538374979876?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114714538374979876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114714538374979876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114714538374979876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114714538374979876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/sippin-coffee.html' title='Sippin coffee'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114689244055719396</id><published>2006-05-05T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T22:14:00.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well today was the end of our first official week of camp. We celebrated Kathy's last day at camp today with cake and ice cream. The ice cream was so frozen that even Anna struggled to scoop it out. I can only imagine how hard it would have been for Michelle. On another note Don's instructions to Kathy as she leaves for Europe for 3 weeks was to bring back a couple of single girls(assumably for Caleb and I) and a couple of single boys(for Anna and Michelle). Its good to see that Don is always thinking about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/wall_2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/wall_2.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;-----Old paint, new paintl coming soon!!&lt;br /&gt;Today we spent all day back on the wall, this time on scaffolding putting rocks onto the freshly painted Acorn and Paprika coloured wall. After hours in the sun, burns and bruises later the new wall looks really good if I do say so myself. While Luke, Rob and I got the joy of taking down, and rebuilding the scaffolding, Michelle was busy checking her email, I mean working with Anna and Colleen clean, getting camp ready for all its groups this coming weekend. &lt;br /&gt;Caleb or Cable as he often mistakenly called was busy clearing trees, painting benches and putting the dock in the water! The brave guy even found himself waist deep in Nakamun water. We will let you know if any growths appear.&lt;br /&gt;As we all have the weekend off, this will be the last post for the week. We will return again on Monday, with the start of a fresh week. Stay tuned for more adventures from Camp Nakamun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114689244055719396?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114689244055719396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114689244055719396' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114689244055719396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114689244055719396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/well-today-was-end-of-our-first.html' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114679317242569743</id><published>2006-05-04T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T18:39:32.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbyes are So hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/kathy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/kathy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A Tribute to Kathy-the-Cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How fitting that we are listening to the "Bad Day" song....Yes folks it is true. Kathy's last day at Nakamun is tomorrow. This is sad for many reasons, firstly, Kathy is a fun and funner person and is always a patient individual with any number of ridiculous antics. Secondly, she understands our anguish with the food here..so much in fact that she (like us) never eats the actual meal being served. So the fact that she is leaving is a shot to our hearts that cannot be filled by any number of pancakes or bizarre jell-o desserts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's sad that you're leaving,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we're bad with good-byes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we'll cope by eating sausages&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and engoring in fries.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You introduced subs,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;which was a great feat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I am sure that your bug spray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;contains lots of DEET.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a world full of showers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You were a bath,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who is this woman?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her name is Kath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today was long and we are all very tired. I feel a hot tub party in the air. Due to the painting of the climbing wall (one side "acorn", One side "paprika" and the other side..."&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;"-according to Rob) We have to take down all the rocks. This is no simple task. Luke constructed some crazy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thing that allows him to climb up ropes,&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/lukeonwall.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" height="210" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/lukeonwall.1.jpg" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and then he constructed this "seat" to sit on for me. SO i had this hunk of wood strapped to my butt and had to go over the top of the wall and unscrew the rocks. In one hour..i got three off. So then we ran activities for a couple hours and Anna decided to give it a whirl..and as I stood by...i heard rock after rock hit the ground. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/superanna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/superanna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And each hit to the ground was a hit to my self-esteem. That is Anna competing what I started.I felt so inadequate...and then I remembered Jeremiah 29:11. &lt;em&gt;phewf.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Well team. that is all. keep it fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this was a funny quote from yesterday...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Girl on top of wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: wow..i am so high!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:Ya..i have been this high the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Girl on top of wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: it's scary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: no..it's fun being high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/mekillinganna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" height="208" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/mekillinganna.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I decided to beat Anna because she is better than me. yes this is so obviously staged. get over it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114679317242569743?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114679317242569743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114679317242569743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114679317242569743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114679317242569743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/goodbyes-are-so-hard.html' title='Goodbyes are So hard'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114671626547092513</id><published>2006-05-03T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T21:17:45.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"lovely lady lumps" day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/BEP.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 81px" height="120" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/BEP.0.jpg" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if they wrote &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"my humps"&lt;/span&gt; on a Wednesday? Likely. Although that song probably took a couple weeks...the acoustics make my insides quiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogs are really funny to me...cause I wonder if the people who write serious heartfelt blogs write them for people to read? If there aren't pictures, I think blogs are pretty boring. I read one a couple minutes ago and it was all poetry...booorrriing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today was pretty typical. BUT in the morning we were brainstorming t-shirt ideas and so I went into cyber space for some possible ideas and came across this catholic youth website which posssibly had the best t-shirts ever &gt;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the Pope is Dope&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/BinaryRequestHandler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="127" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/BinaryRequestHandler.jpg" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/BinaryRequestHandler.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" height="163" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/BinaryRequestHandler.2.jpg" width="156" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/BinaryRequestHandler.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" height="130" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/BinaryRequestHandler.0.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what they say &lt;em&gt;"don't convert for the shirt"...&lt;/em&gt; I don't know who says that but it became a proverb for me because I was tempted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...not much else is new. Luke bailed on us early...it is pretty tough to get that guy to put in a full days' work. I hope Carissa knows what she is getting into. By the way..it is ...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;108 days before they tie the knot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...according to Kris's math. We are all rootin' for you two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this picture on &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hot &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; ...but I think we should vote on here. This dame looks strangely familar to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/benny.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;pretty...but ample...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                               &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;  rock and rollerderbies...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/27393740-114671626547092513?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114671626547092513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114671626547092513' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114671626547092513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114671626547092513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/lovely-lady-lumps-day.html' title='&quot;lovely lady lumps&quot; day'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114662901015426745</id><published>2006-05-02T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T21:03:30.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remind us again why we live in Alberta?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/wood%20splitter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/wood%20splitter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;--- the esteemed "new wood splitter"&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/luke%20and%20kris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="6" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/luke%20and%20kris.jpg" width="13" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost I would like to mention a &lt;strong&gt;CRAZY&lt;/strong&gt; coincidence that took place yesterday...on the way to nakamun, Kris noticed my stuffed puppet "&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;piggy&lt;/span&gt;" and asked about him. I mentioned that I was quite dependant on the little guy and that I was trying to weine myself off of &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Piggy&lt;/span&gt; as i am 20 years old and that is a little ridiculous. Luke however, was quite encouraging about the whole thing and said that his roommate who was getting married right away STILL sleeps with his Hippo and that his fiance is ok with this...which gave me hope. So then, I was reading "&lt;strong&gt;the giver&lt;/strong&gt;" by Lois Lowry, and it is a weird book, but it was talking about how in the "clan" the kids are expected to give up their "comfort objects" when they are 'an 8' (age eight), and THEN it talked about how this little girl's comfort object..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;WAS A HIPPO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;Today the weather was absolutely miserable. The temperature was like 6 degrees and the wind was approximatly &lt;strong&gt;500km/hour&lt;/strong&gt; I think, I have a pretty good sense for that sort of thing. But we still ran the wall and zip and let me tell ya, it was friggin' cold up there. Those band kids were pretty good though, nothing like a grade seven boy who plays the flute and plans on playing it for life (i asked.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/anna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/anna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Anna Caldwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is here now, she has been out here for 8 months NOT including the summer. Anna is pretty much one of the greatest people ever..i will tell you why,&lt;br /&gt;1. she is always quite positive about the joys of Nakamun.&lt;br /&gt;2. She is the only girl to ever consistently run the zipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. She could beat your dad up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. She could use her hair to belay herself up and down the wall.&lt;br /&gt;So I am happy to have another fembot around. Even if she could kill me if she wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/caleb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="199" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/caleb.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I also did not mention that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Caleb Anaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the maintenance boy out here. He is very capable with a rotatiller I am told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, other than those pieces of info, not much else has happened..the boys put together Donny K's office stuff, &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/luke%20and%20kris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/luke%20and%20kris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to pass out change to kids &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 81px" height="132" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/money.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and then washed my hands like 3 times. I also learned how to stock vending machines...and OHHHH HENRY, that was sweet...And me and kris were instructed to design some promo poster for Nakamun. Needless to say..the overwhelming task will be helped by a graphic designer tomorrow morning...PHEWF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok cats. keep it real. thanks for the comments, they truly made my little world a little brighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quote of the day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke: Carol, at our wedding I better see you on the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;Carol: Luke..floor? What about the table?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114662901015426745?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114662901015426745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114662901015426745' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114662901015426745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114662901015426745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/remind-us-again-why-we-live-in-alberta.html' title='Remind us again why we live in Alberta?'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393740.post-114652576322088159</id><published>2006-05-01T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T16:22:43.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 1...more than just a Monday</title><content type='html'>Well...to some May 1 only means one thing..mmhmm...the first of May. However, to others, and by others I mean us and by us I mean...Kris Corbin, Luke Henkelman and Michelle Powles, it meant the first day of work out at Nakamun. Upon arrival, I (michelle the scribe), wondered if I had indeed ever left this place; did I actually complete a year of school? 8 months is not a long time and that is why it didn't feel like it I suppose. Most people take over 8 months to develop in the womb. We are all excited about documenting our Nakadventure here...again by we I mean us but perhaps I only mean me because the enthusiasm on the other parts is lacking. I predict it will pick up when they see how awesome blogs can be. I wouldn't know as this is my first. So far it has been fairly uneventful. I will tell you 5 exciting things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the new wood splitter&lt;br /&gt;2. the seeing eye dog staying in #306&lt;br /&gt;3. burritos for lunch. still gold..believe me.&lt;br /&gt;4. can you believe this..i am running out already..we did move mattresses and that was about as exciting as moving a bowel, but for lack of a better anecdote, that will work.&lt;br /&gt;5. we will be making our own supper..hooorah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well team..i hope that this makes you jealous. And it will only get better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ex. sloppy joes anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/1600/DanAndDi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4095/2884/320/DanAndDi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This couple entitled "dan and di" none of us know, but blogs look better with pictures no? Hopefully we will have some more relevent pictures soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27393740-114652576322088159?l=nakattack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/feeds/114652576322088159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27393740&amp;postID=114652576322088159' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114652576322088159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27393740/posts/default/114652576322088159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakattack.blogspot.com/2006/05/may-1more-than-just-monday.html' title='May 1...more than just a Monday'/><author><name>michelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.student.oulu.fi/~annarii/dik/scream.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
