<?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-3973699132689930314</id><updated>2011-09-10T23:42:15.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AgentKate</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Agent Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12911531859164186161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wg9k-h9Ysqg/S9exy23ehMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/R7OmY1u7kdo/S220/horse+13.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3973699132689930314.post-3383829789894584935</id><published>2011-06-16T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T15:03:37.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life at the farm part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a boat we would take out onto the pond so when we went boating one day our dog jumped in to the pond and swam in to the mid- of the pond (it was a pretty nice size pond) where we were. We pulled him in to the boat he just shook off and jumped back in and swam to the other side!!!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One time we had a bat in the house and one night it flew in to my brother's room and flew over his head Jeff heard it and called for Dad. Dad came up and the bat flew away. That same night it flew in to Mom and Dad's room and flew above the bed. Dad came in with a T'shirt and started to swing it at the bat. One of my aunt was at the house that night (  she is scared of bats) she walked in at asked what was going on? and Mom said there was a bat in the room so my aunt jumped on to the bed Right when Dad hit the bat making it fall on to the bed a few feet from head!!!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another time we had honey bees in our house so one day I was swimming in the pool in the back yard. then here comes Jeff running like crazy fast yelling over at me to get in the house right now and behind him was a swarm of honey bees flying towards the house. I listened and ran insaide and Mom or Dad called the bee guys to come out and get rid of them. They came out and opened up a wall and saw a huge honey bee hive, They removed it and the bees and took them to they're bee place far from our place!!!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3973699132689930314-3383829789894584935?l=agentkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/feeds/3383829789894584935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-at-farm-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default/3383829789894584935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default/3383829789894584935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-at-farm-part-2.html' title='Life at the farm part 2'/><author><name>Agent Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12911531859164186161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wg9k-h9Ysqg/S9exy23ehMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/R7OmY1u7kdo/S220/horse+13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3973699132689930314.post-7451040171051012830</id><published>2011-04-28T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T13:01:06.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life at the old farm house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when I was like 7 or 8 we lived on a Farm in Iowa. We got some calves and of course me and my brother who was 13 or 14 at the time. We named them all the white one we called Whitey, the girl I named Cassie and the brother we named Crimson. Me and my brother would go out and feed them every morning but one morning was different. After we put the buckets of milk replacement in they're corals and after they finished drinking it up Crimson bucket handle got behind his ears so when he lifted his head the bucket came with!!!. So my brother told me to run and grab the camera so I ran to the house and got the camera and ran back as fast as my little legs could run. Jeff took the photo of Crimson with the bucket on his head!!!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those where fun times living on the farm playing the adventitious of Agent Jeff and Agent Kate going through the woods near the pond and walking in the creek bed making make shift forts and wooden swords. Fighting invisible bad guys and bring peace to the old farm house!!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a Yamaha timber wolf four wheeler that me and my brother rode all over the farm place, in the creek, in the woods and even in the river bed near our property. Which is totally destroyed the brakes on that thing but we still drove it brakes or no brakes we figured out how to stop it when we needed it to!!!. We got the four wheeler stuck a few times to in the creek bed and we would have to walk all the way back up to the house to get the Dad to help pull the 4 wheeler out of the muddy creek!!!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a horse named Lighting and it was a well fitting name he was young TO YOUNG and was spirited as all get out!!! a little TO spirited for a beginner rider like I was back then. he ended up getting hurt and we sold him I was to young and wasn't ready for that level of horse yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We [ me, my brother, friends and family] would play in the barns in the hay loft of the big barn and would play on the hay bales jumping from one to the other!!! acting like the ground was lava and was unsafe!!! and walking over a piece of wood to walk over to the other hay loft I still can't believe I was that gutsy to walk over that thing with nothing to hold on to for balance and support!!!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got a video camera Jeff made like a syfy video and it was so funny we laughed our heads off when we watched it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3973699132689930314-7451040171051012830?l=agentkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/feeds/7451040171051012830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/2011/04/life-at-old-farm-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default/7451040171051012830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default/7451040171051012830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/2011/04/life-at-old-farm-house.html' title='Life at the old farm house'/><author><name>Agent Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12911531859164186161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wg9k-h9Ysqg/S9exy23ehMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/R7OmY1u7kdo/S220/horse+13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3973699132689930314.post-1355158316974443873</id><published>2011-03-26T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T18:46:22.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long weekend</title><content type='html'>I went to Dads last night and spent the night there stand up tell 2 something this morning. Then I get up at 10: something and then start working on stuff tell 2 this afternoon then came home put stuff away and then when't with dad back to varizon and dad got a new phone since his other one was not working then we went to traceter supply and got some stuff then when't out to eat and came home and start watching 24 tell mom goes to bed then stargate and working on my bedroom then bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3973699132689930314-1355158316974443873?l=agentkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/feeds/1355158316974443873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/2011/03/long-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default/1355158316974443873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default/1355158316974443873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/2011/03/long-weekend.html' title='long weekend'/><author><name>Agent Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12911531859164186161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wg9k-h9Ysqg/S9exy23ehMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/R7OmY1u7kdo/S220/horse+13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3973699132689930314.post-5192502902642517471</id><published>2011-02-08T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T09:11:21.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister freaks day one: Karen Watson</title><content type='html'>Karen lived by God's word and his testimony to go out and to tell the world about him. like Isaiah said in &lt;em&gt;Isaiah 6:8 (niv) the I heard the voice of the Lord saying. whom shall I send and who will go for us? and I said here am I send me.&lt;/em&gt; I pray that we have the strangth to do our part in Gods army. and live by his word and testimony like Karen and Isaiah did. That we may go out and tell others about God and his works. Karen readed in &lt;em&gt;the missionary heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Care more then some think is wise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Risk more then some think is safe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dream more then some think is practical.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Expect more then some think is possible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen when't out to tell the world of God and his mighty works. And she did so without regret. and although she died her testimony of God and his ever growing kingdom. Lives on the others who share in the testimony of God's love and works in all of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalms 27: 3-5 (niv)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. though an army besiege me, my heart will not fear; though war break out against me, even then will I be confident. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. One thing I ask of the Lord, this is what I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all of my life, to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord and to seek him in his temple. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. For in the days of trouble he will keep me safe in his dwelling: he will hide me in the shelter of his tabernacle and set me high upon a rock.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3973699132689930314-5192502902642517471?l=agentkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/feeds/5192502902642517471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/2011/02/sister-freaks-day-one-karen-watson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default/5192502902642517471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default/5192502902642517471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/2011/02/sister-freaks-day-one-karen-watson.html' title='Sister freaks day one: Karen Watson'/><author><name>Agent Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12911531859164186161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wg9k-h9Ysqg/S9exy23ehMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/R7OmY1u7kdo/S220/horse+13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3973699132689930314.post-2387682403756235173</id><published>2009-01-16T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T16:04:20.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>minute by minute</title><content type='html'>minute by minute I wait to see my brother and sister in-law, My brother who i look up to for years and still do. hes the one i learned cars from and how to make the coolest things with Legos&lt;br /&gt;and the one I'd watch movie late at night with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister in-law shes the one who tout me to use the computer better and how to cook and how to sew by hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3973699132689930314-2387682403756235173?l=agentkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/feeds/2387682403756235173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/2009/01/minute-by-minute-i-wait-to-see-my.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default/2387682403756235173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default/2387682403756235173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/2009/01/minute-by-minute-i-wait-to-see-my.html' title='minute by minute'/><author><name>Agent Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12911531859164186161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wg9k-h9Ysqg/S9exy23ehMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/R7OmY1u7kdo/S220/horse+13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3973699132689930314.post-6225999117520344476</id><published>2009-01-13T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:53:57.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol</title><content type='html'>tonight is the first of the 8th season of American Idol. so cool can't wait it going to be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3973699132689930314-6225999117520344476?l=agentkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/feeds/6225999117520344476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/2009/01/american-idol.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default/6225999117520344476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default/6225999117520344476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/2009/01/american-idol.html' title='American Idol'/><author><name>Agent Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12911531859164186161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wg9k-h9Ysqg/S9exy23ehMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/R7OmY1u7kdo/S220/horse+13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3973699132689930314.post-942209191339235648</id><published>2009-01-10T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T17:34:29.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>facebook</title><content type='html'>today i found out that facebook deleted me so not fun i spent an hour getting back on and and working. not fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3973699132689930314-942209191339235648?l=agentkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/feeds/942209191339235648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/2009/01/facebook.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default/942209191339235648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default/942209191339235648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/2009/01/facebook.html' title='facebook'/><author><name>Agent Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12911531859164186161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wg9k-h9Ysqg/S9exy23ehMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/R7OmY1u7kdo/S220/horse+13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3973699132689930314.post-2027864169159411616</id><published>2009-01-07T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T17:39:32.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking at the stars</title><content type='html'>Have you ever found yourself looking at the stars, thinking is there more then what you see?&lt;br /&gt;I have and it is amazing, that God created all that we see and hear. I am amazed beyond belief. Is there an ending some where in space and if there is where? the next Galaxy away or ten galaxies away?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3973699132689930314-2027864169159411616?l=agentkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/feeds/2027864169159411616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/2009/01/looking-at-stars.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default/2027864169159411616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default/2027864169159411616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/2009/01/looking-at-stars.html' title='looking at the stars'/><author><name>Agent Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12911531859164186161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wg9k-h9Ysqg/S9exy23ehMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/R7OmY1u7kdo/S220/horse+13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3973699132689930314.post-4833437562269410558</id><published>2009-01-05T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T11:23:15.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the racing phantom</title><content type='html'>the racing phantom&lt;br /&gt;is a book and a movie i am making i'll post more later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3973699132689930314-4833437562269410558?l=agentkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/feeds/4833437562269410558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/2009/01/racing-phantom.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default/4833437562269410558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3973699132689930314/posts/default/4833437562269410558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agentkate.blogspot.com/2009/01/racing-phantom.html' title='the racing phantom'/><author><name>Agent Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12911531859164186161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wg9k-h9Ysqg/S9exy23ehMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/R7OmY1u7kdo/S220/horse+13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
