<?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-23490177</id><updated>2011-12-14T22:09:00.068-05:00</updated><category term='Bad habits'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Going Green'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='Mommyhood'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='eating out'/><category term='Leah'/><category term='Confessions'/><category term='(C)Hannukkah'/><category term='Clay Aiken'/><category term='My &quot;other blog&quot;'/><category term='2007'/><category term='Blogger'/><category term='Tim'/><category term='Cakes'/><category term='T.V.'/><category term='saving money'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='Coupons'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='cheap restaurant deals'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Cool Stuff'/><category term='Random Thoughts'/><category term='Contests'/><category term='Important Causes'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Puppies'/><category term='Brooklyn'/><category term='News'/><title type='text'>Mommy Does It All...</title><subtitle type='html'>A young work at home mom who is never at a loss for things to do- 
but that doesn't mean I'm doing them, does it!?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>123</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-7134874418688017689</id><published>2011-02-16T16:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T16:23:46.516-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coupons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eating out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheap restaurant deals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saving money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>I am the new West Palm Beach Cheap Eats Examiner!</title><content type='html'>So...I got a new job. Well, sort of. I get to gain experience as a writer, which is nice because my hours working from home were recently cut and I have the time again to work on my writing again. So come check out my &lt;a href="http://www.examiner.com/cheap-eats-8-in-west-palm-beach/kristen-kelley"&gt;page&lt;/a&gt;! Subscribe, comment, check out my articles. Some will be area specific to West Palm Beach and cheap restaurants, local restaurant deals, and restaurant coupons...but I have an article up now on tips for eating on a budget that can be applied to matter where you live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-7134874418688017689?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7134874418688017689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=7134874418688017689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7134874418688017689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7134874418688017689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-new-west-palm-beach-cheap-eats.html' title='I am the new West Palm Beach Cheap Eats Examiner!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-804644992519156725</id><published>2009-04-23T23:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T00:02:38.924-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Important Causes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Going Green'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>Going Green with all natural products with "No Nasty Chemicals"</title><content type='html'>When I recently received an email from a company that manufactures all natural products including baby, cleaning, pet, and beauty products, I was intrigued. I am (slowly) going green. I'd say my current shade is lime. I'm almost there, but it's hard to go completely green for some people. One of the main reasons is cost. That's right, usually when you see the terms "green" and "natural" on a label, that means $$$$. Well not for &lt;a href="http://www.ecostoreusa.com//////"&gt;Ecostore USA&lt;/a&gt;, where there motto is "&lt;a href="http://www.ecostoreusa.com/nonastychemicals.aspx"&gt;No Nasty Chemicals&lt;/a&gt;." Feel free to check out the website and all the details. I'll wait here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back? Good. Now I can tell you about the two great products that I got to try. First, I have always had a hard time finding any all natural dishwasher rinse aid. When I do find it, the price is absolutely insane. So I decided to go for it. Well, first let me say that I use phosphate free dish detergent so now I'm happy to report that my dishwasher is green (it's actually a really gross old shade of cream, but you know what I mean). So I tried the &lt;a href="http://www.ecostoreusa.com/lemonrinseaid.aspx"&gt;Lemon Rinse Aid&lt;/a&gt;. The smell was nice and I did notice MUCH less white stuff on my dishes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/SfFHy6yZxDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LW28w2jlofI/s1600-h/March+2009+164+with+border.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/SfFHy6yZxDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LW28w2jlofI/s400/March+2009+164+with+border.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328118774255698994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also tried the &lt;a href="http://www.ecostoreusa.com/dishwashliquid.aspx"&gt;Dishwash Liquid&lt;/a&gt;. It was gentle on my hands (I have really dry skin because I'm always washing my hands or the dishes that I can't FORCE into the dishwasher LOL). I love the picture on the front too. Very cute label for sure. I REALLY enjoy the citrusy smell and the fact that it's "super concentrated" which is a fancy way of saying a little goes a long way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, here's the best part!!! I'm doing a contest. Email me your best tip for going green. The best tip will win a $25 gift certificate to use on the product(s) of your choice at Ecostore USA. So get in a green state of mind, and start emailing me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(best submission for a tip on green living will be published on this blog when I announce the winner.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-804644992519156725?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/804644992519156725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=804644992519156725&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/804644992519156725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/804644992519156725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/going-green-with-all-natural-products.html' title='Going Green with all natural products with &quot;No Nasty Chemicals&quot;'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/SfFHy6yZxDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LW28w2jlofI/s72-c/March+2009+164+with+border.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-3327741300025032849</id><published>2009-04-09T23:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:28:55.622-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coupons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>Snuggle Creme Coupon</title><content type='html'>So I got an email a while ago, and considering the fact that I (heart) coupons, it intrigued me. Snuggle has introduced a new product called &lt;a href="http://www.snugglecreme.com/index.php?refid=blog"&gt;Snuggle Creme&lt;/a&gt;. It's a luxurious new fabric softener that comes in both liquid form (32, 50, 150 load bottles) and dryer sheets (70 count and 105 count). Choose from 2 fragrances to keep your clothes smelling fresh: Jojoba Essence and Sweet Almond. For a $2 coupon for Snuggle Creme.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;OBJECT width="170" height="160" CLASSID="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" CODEBASE="http://active.macromedia.com/flash5/cabs/swflash.cab#version=4,0,0,0"&gt;&lt;PARAM NAME="MOVIE" VALUE="http://snugglecreme.smnr.us/snuggle_small.swf"&gt;&lt;PARAM NAME="allowscriptaccess" VALUE="always"&gt;&lt;EMBED width="170"  height="160"  allowscriptaccess="always" SRC="http://snugglecreme.smnr.us/snuggle_small.swf" TYPE="application/x-shockwave-flash" PLUGINSPAGE="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/EMBED&gt;&lt;/OBJECT&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally adore most scents with almond so I can't wait to get my ass to SuperTarget to take a whiff! Wanna see a commercial?&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P8M9Ee_Rl_8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" VALUE="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" VALUE="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P8M9Ee_Rl_8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew you did! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-3327741300025032849?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3327741300025032849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=3327741300025032849&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/3327741300025032849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/3327741300025032849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2009/04/snuggle-creme-coupon.html' title='Snuggle Creme Coupon'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-364164553488121657</id><published>2009-01-07T11:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T12:03:52.423-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>Pet Photo Contest</title><content type='html'>I recently received an email about a pet photo contest. The website that you can visit to participate is called &lt;a href="http://www.Anamigo.com"&gt;Anamigo&lt;/a&gt; and it's the first of it's kind social network for pet lovers. There are forums, groups, blogs, etc. And then there's the photo contest! If you're pet has what it takes, you could win up to $300! There's a $25 daily prize and a $125 weekly prize. All you have to do is join now to vote or participate! It's free to join, so go for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com&lt;br /&gt;/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" width="120" height="600" align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="false"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="120-600.swf"/&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"/&gt; &lt;embed src="http://anamigo.smnr.us/120-600.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="120" height="600" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" allowFullScreen="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-364164553488121657?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/364164553488121657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=364164553488121657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/364164553488121657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/364164553488121657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2009/01/pet-photo-contest.html' title='Pet Photo Contest'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-1484657281824843344</id><published>2008-11-14T12:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T12:56:06.876-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Important Causes'/><title type='text'>Survivor Corps. Help for returning troops</title><content type='html'>I was recently sent an email about something called Survivor Corps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z_b5TScziRQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z_b5TScziRQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://survivorcorps.org/NetCommunity/Page.aspx?pid=313"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;for more information.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-1484657281824843344?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1484657281824843344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=1484657281824843344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/1484657281824843344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/1484657281824843344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2008/11/survivor-corps-help-for-returning.html' title='Survivor Corps. Help for returning troops'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-3133276437609411323</id><published>2008-10-27T00:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T00:09:57.790-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommyhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leah'/><title type='text'>Yes, I'm Still Alive...</title><content type='html'>Well, Tim and I are now Mr. and Mrs. (obviously). The wedding was gorgeous, everything I could've imagined (and more!) and we were part of a popular television show which made it even more special and that much more fun! Our big day was March 2, 2008 and we're coming up on 8 months of wedded bliss! We're planning on hitting Vegas for the big one year anniversary since we did Mexico for our honeymoon. Leah is 3 1/2 now, doing wonderfully, and learning new stuff every day. She's writing her name, and will be starting preschool next September. I decided to wait for a few reasons- #1- the cost is outrageous. Just because we can afford it, doesn't mean we should pay an arm and a leg when it's free when she turns 4 (Florida offers a VPK- Voluntary Pre Kingergarten program at age 4). #2, I'm a chicken lol. I'd miss her too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy some of my favorite shots from the wedding. The shot of Tim, Leah and I is literally the only one of the three of us. She was QUITE cranky on the wedding day (she didn't even walk more than 5 steps down the aisle as the flower girl! She wouldn't even put her shoes on!! LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/SQVM7gXPMKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Kd8sDUWLFcM/s1600-h/IMG_2894+b%26w+hc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/SQVM7gXPMKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Kd8sDUWLFcM/s400/IMG_2894+b%26w+hc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261696324835684514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/SQVM7LuidcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/oWcWzcTWvf4/s1600-h/tim+and+kristen+march+2+2008+polaroid+framed+image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/SQVM7LuidcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/oWcWzcTWvf4/s400/tim+and+kristen+march+2+2008+polaroid+framed+image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261696319296271810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/SQVM69irgaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/PsInhi7b4nQ/s1600-h/IMG_2926+crop+filter+text.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/SQVM69irgaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/PsInhi7b4nQ/s400/IMG_2926+crop+filter+text.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261696315488436642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-3133276437609411323?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3133276437609411323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=3133276437609411323&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/3133276437609411323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/3133276437609411323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2008/10/yes-im-still-alive.html' title='Yes, I&apos;m Still Alive...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/SQVM7gXPMKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Kd8sDUWLFcM/s72-c/IMG_2894+b%26w+hc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-5609801322915612309</id><published>2007-12-26T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T13:51:51.597-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confessions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Nothing</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday. Our Christmas was great. Spent time at my mom's. Tim got me a new Coach bag and a new digital cam and I want to kick his butt for it but I can't because the purse is so gorgeous. Anyway, that's not why I logged in for the first time in eons to actually write something. I actually was just having random thoughts and wanted to get them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I've moved to Florida, I feel like I am losing touch with the life I lived back in Jersey. Not that I want to be the person I was then because I don't. I was young, stupid, and reckless. Tim and I got back together, I got pregnant, and we lived happily ever after. But I mean I am losing touch with the great friends I had back there. My two best friends in the world and I barely speak. I don't even know why! I am busy with life, they are busy with life. But we honestly hardly ever call each other. We haven't seen each other in a REALLY long time. The last time I was in Jersey was a few months ago but I was literally up there for the weekend because my aunt passed away and it was a rough time. My dad's family is tight. Ever since I was little we did Sunday dinners at Grandma's and I can't remember not feeling close to that side of my family. When Aunt Francescina died it was hard for us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back on my best friends. I miss them so much and I feel like I am totally losing touch with them. We grew up together literally from birth- my mom and thier mom (they are sisters) were best friends since they were 13. I remember a while back Tim and I were searching Myspace to see who we could find. Neither of us have a myspace because we don't want to be found by anyone LOL- but on occasion we like to search just to see who's there. Anyway, I was showing Tim one of their Myspace's and then we went to Kristen's (yes, we have the same name!) and she had cut her hair. And I didn't even know it! It seems so silly to have gotten sad but there was a time when we couldn't go pee without the other one knowing about it. Then with Taryn- I never know anything about her love life because I'm not there to see who she's dating- I don't know who "fireman" is or who "focker" is, &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; because I'm not in NJ to make fun of them or bash them with her when they fuck her over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristen and Frank (Frank's her boyfriend of a long LONG time) and Tim and I had a longstanding Friday night dinner every week while we were still living in Jersey. I actually went into labor (without knowing it) on one of our "date nights." We hung out and had some really fun times and it was really great. But now we're here (which was our choice, I know) but I miss everyone. I never thought our friendships could suffer because of the distance because they were so strong. Tim hasn't kept many of his friends. He still talks to maybe 2 of them but they didn't remain close at all. I think to myself every time he talks to the one who was supposed to be his best friend that I feel badly for Tim because he's basically lost his best friend. Then I realized today that maybe I lost mine too? I don't want it to be that way! I love my best friends or I wouldn't be calling them my BEST FRIENDS. But I don't know how to make it the way it used to be. I know it will never be the same because I can't move back there and I'm pretty sure they aren't moving here just for me (but it would be NICE, right!?). I miss my friends. I really don't have anyone here that I am as close to as I was to them. Aside from Tim of course. Tim is my best friend in the world, as it should be- but I miss my best GIRL friends in the world. I don't want to one day wake up and be at that point where we feel like we are strangers to each other. I love them too much for that to happen. I guess I have to try harder. I think I'm going to go write some good old fashioned letters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-5609801322915612309?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/5609801322915612309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=5609801322915612309&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/5609801322915612309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/5609801322915612309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/12/nothing.html' title='Nothing'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-6269361290403123908</id><published>2007-11-15T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T15:10:08.742-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>This is why I haven't blogged...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" width="335" height="235" id="bg_wedding_timer" align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="yr=2008&amp;mo=2&amp;dt=2&amp;hr=22&amp;mi=30" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-1537708703715442061</id><published>2007-10-22T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:09:57.421-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommyhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>Leah's Alphabet Adventure</title><content type='html'>Check out Leah's Alphabet Adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.personiva.com/shutterfly/flashvideos/blg_player.swf?BlogId=9175E758-9A48-4785-9189-D080960B00EE&amp;Character=1207113&amp;HairOffset=36.70001&amp;FlashPath=http://www.personiva.com/shutterfly/&amp;ParentPath=http://www.myabcadventure.com/&amp;cdn_vidpath=http://flash.personiva.com/shutterfly/&amp;cdn_imgpath=http://images.personiva.com/shutterfly/" width="425" height="350" wmode="transparent" menu="false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was really cute and super funny. A friend of mine actually did it for her little boy and I loved it so much I had to try it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-1537708703715442061?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1537708703715442061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=1537708703715442061&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/1537708703715442061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/1537708703715442061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/10/leahs-alphabet-adventure.html' title='Leah&apos;s Alphabet Adventure'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-2496320446518359153</id><published>2007-09-30T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T09:40:23.998-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>O2 MAX</title><content type='html'>"The 2nd Annual ENERGY ROCKS! spectacular, presented by O2 MAX and Assemblies in Motion, will kickoff in the Front Lawn of the Beverly Hills High School in Los Angeles, California at 12:00 PM on Sunday, September 30, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teen fitness experts, O2 MAX in conjunction with Assemblies in Motion, a non-profit program for at-risk youth, founded ENERGY ROCKS! in an effort to combat teen obesity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENERGY ROCKS! will feature live music, Hoop Masters Basketball, competitions, prizes, a 1-mile Run-to-Rock, NIKE Trial Van (to demo Nike foot wear and iPod accessories) AYSO soccer clinics, Polar Heart Rate monitor demos, The Princeton Review health-related trivia, obstacle course, Budokon, workouts, free nutrition and skincare consultations, prizes and giveaways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Participating companies and sponsors include Nike, Neutrogena, Polar, FUZE beverages,&lt;br /&gt;Naked Juice, E! Networks, LARABAR, Scratch DJ Academy, American Apparel and The&lt;br /&gt;Princeton Review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a successful first run last year, O2 MAX and Assemblies in Motion have partnered together for a second year to continue to spread their message of teen fitness and a healthy lifestyle in a light that is favorable to teens."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does all this mean? Well I got an email from the founder, Karen Jashinsky, inviting me to be a VIP at the event. Unfortunately for me, I live in South Florida so I cannot attend today. If you do live in California and have teenagers who are looking for a really cool place to get (or stay) fit and have a good time doing it, you should really check &lt;a href="http://o2maxfitness.com/rocks_07.htm"&gt;Energy Rocks '07 &lt;/a&gt;out. I truly wish there was something like this when I was a teenager. Kids can take classes in Budokon, Hip-Hop, Yoga, Spin, Martial Arts, and more, get nutrition counseling, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programs Available:&lt;br /&gt;  Group Training&lt;br /&gt;  Private training&lt;br /&gt;  Basketball clinics and leagues&lt;br /&gt;  Sport specific training &lt;br /&gt;  Group Exercise Classes &lt;br /&gt;(check online schedule for updates)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a positive place for kids to meet friends, hang out, study or just to feel comfortable. I surely am hoping there will be one in our area when Leah is old enough to reap the benefits. For more info, check out the &lt;a href="http://o2maxfitness.com/index.htm"&gt;O2 Max Fitness website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-2496320446518359153?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/2496320446518359153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=2496320446518359153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/2496320446518359153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/2496320446518359153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/09/o2-max.html' title='O2 MAX'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-8714808137986387745</id><published>2007-09-12T23:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T23:47:02.643-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>My Princess Castle!</title><content type='html'>Come check this out- it is so much fun. Vera Wang has a fragrance out called Princess (I don't have it) but I got this really cool email tonight so I went to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;OBJECT classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0"WIDTH="134" HEIGHT="216" id="crest"&gt;&lt;PARAM NAME=movie VALUE="http://www.verawangprincess.com/princessnation/crest_takeaway.swf?princess=ShoesAPlenty&amp;formula=vwpn_crest_shape_diamond.swf|crest_pattern_paisley.jpg|333158106|crest_icon_shoes.png"&gt;&lt;PARAM NAME=quality VALUE="high"&gt;&lt;PARAM NAME=bgcolor VALUE="#6600CC"&gt;&lt;PARAM NAME=wmode value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;EMBED src="http://www.verawangprincess.com/princessnation/crest_takeaway.swf?princess=ShoesAPlenty&amp;formula=vwpn_crest_shape_diamond.swf|crest_pattern_paisley.jpg|333158106|crest_icon_shoes.png" quality="high" bgcolor="#6600CC" WIDTH="134" HEIGHT="216" NAME="myMovieName" ALIGN="" WMODE="transparent" TYPE="application/x-shockwave-flash" PLUGINSPAGE="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/EMBED&gt;&lt;/OBJECT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-8714808137986387745?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/8714808137986387745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=8714808137986387745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/8714808137986387745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/8714808137986387745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-princess-castle.html' title='My Princess Castle!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-7286576378057446804</id><published>2007-09-06T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T21:23:52.188-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommyhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leah'/><title type='text'>Getting Past the Velvet Ropes...</title><content type='html'>I dropped by our local library this morning to meet a friend for story time. Turns out, story time doesn't start until next week, but it's cool- they played and met a couple other kids. They had fun. When we found out that story time didn't start for another week, we thought ok cool, we'll just come back next week. Uh uh. Nope. You gotta be on the list, baby. But seriously there's a waiting list. A waiting list for your kid to go to the library and listen to some lady read them a story. You can't get in unless your "on the list." And not just anybody gets on the list. You gotta know someone. Not really, but apparently we were way behind because we are probably the fifth name down on the other list. The &lt;em&gt;waiting&lt;/em&gt; list that is. Yeah. We were wait listed. Don't call us, we'll call you. We can't get past the velvet ropes of our local branch of the library. I'm embarassed that we weren't cool enough. There weren't any bouncers to make eyes at, and I don't think the lady was interested in me so I couldn't come onto her ; ) so we were screwed. I should've said I was with the DJ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-7286576378057446804?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7286576378057446804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=7286576378057446804&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7286576378057446804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7286576378057446804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/09/getting-past-velvet-ropes.html' title='Getting Past the Velvet Ropes...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-7492825678727050955</id><published>2007-08-03T11:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T11:52:52.857-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>Benefit Cosmetics Contest - Extra. Sephora, Lucky Magazine and Wiliam Morris Talent Agency</title><content type='html'>Benefit Cosmetics is launching a new brightening face primer called That Gal. To kick of the launch, they have partnered with Extra, Lucky, Sephora and the William Morris Talent Agency to hold a nation wide talent search for "that gal"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sephora's nation wide will be hosting a total of six events. There will be a huge kick off party at Sephora in Santa Monica on Friday, Aug.10! If you are local, I'd go check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you attend an event, you get your "that gal" makeover and then they will ask you to make a 30 second audition tape telling everyone why they should be "that gal".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are no local events, you can log on to &lt;a title="http://www.sephora.com/thatgal/" href="http://www.sephora.com/thatgal/"&gt;www.sephora.com/thatgal/&lt;/a&gt; to upload your own video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does the winner get? Some totally awesome prizes, that's what. You get a guest hosting spot on Extra, your photo in Lucky Magazine AND on Sephora.com, you get to audition for the William Morris Talent Agency to be represented by them and last (and certainly not least for this Gal) a year supply of Benefit makeup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you, but I think I will be entering! What are you waiting for? Go to the website to find out if there is a local event near you or to upload your video! MOM POWER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I have been away for AGES and I am so sorry. I have been planning  the wedding- the date is set for March 2, 2008 and I am running myself ragged (and driving my mother and Tim crazy in the process). I promise to try and be good and actually start posting again. I know I lost a lot of readers and I will work my ass off to get you all back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-7492825678727050955?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7492825678727050955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=7492825678727050955&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7492825678727050955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7492825678727050955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/08/benefit-cosmetics-contest-extra-sephora.html' title='Benefit Cosmetics Contest - Extra. Sephora, Lucky Magazine and Wiliam Morris Talent Agency'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-1174910626050956059</id><published>2007-04-23T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T12:32:16.173-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>In the Mother Hood Webisode Series</title><content type='html'>I know I have been away for a while. I know you probably hate me by now, but I have some really cool news to pass on. Though I haven't been blogging, I have been able to check emails and I got a really cool heads up the other day. Leah Remini (star of &lt;em&gt;The King of Queens&lt;/em&gt;- one of my favorite shows- in case you didn't know I have a secret crush on Kevin James- or not so secret ; ) ). will be starring in a webisode series presented by Suave and Sprint just for Moms! I think it sounds like a really cool concept, and I really love Leah Remini (no, our daughter Leah wasn't named after her- just a fun coincidence!), so I'm sure it is going to be hilarious. And guess what? There is a contest involved here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Beginning in April, moms across the country will have the unique opportunity to write and collaborate with Hollywood screenwriters to create a series of web-based films starring Leah Remini, best known for her comedic role in the “The King of Queens,” which is completing a successful nine-year run this year. Directed by Peter Lauer, whose directorial credits include “Malcolm in the Middle”, “Arrested Development” and “The Chapelle's Show,” each In the Motherhood webisode will profile the ever-hectic yet always humorous lives of three mom girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How To Participate:By Moms, For Moms, About MomsProfessional Hollywood screenwriters will develop the characters and story lines for each of the webisodes, but real moms are the real behind-the-scenes stars. Moms will get the chance to tell their real-life stories by logging onto &lt;a href="http://inthemotherhood.fromthefan.com/?L3367" target="_blank"&gt;www.inthemotherhood.com&lt;/a&gt;, which will prompt them to sound off about universal experiences all moms share such as “your child's worst public meltdown,” “how to put the ‘me' back in mommy” or “your funniest mother-in-law child-rearing advice.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Participating is easy – moms literally write out their story in paragraph form and with a few mouse clicks, the story is automatically transformed into a traditional Hollywood script. The online mom community will vote and nominate the best entries, which will then be polished and incorporated into the series of webisodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can visit &lt;a href="http://inthemotherhood.fromthefan.com/?L3367" target="_blank"&gt;inthemotherhood.com&lt;/a&gt; for the webisodes, information, blogs, games, music, and forums to connect with other moms.&lt;br /&gt;The In the Motherhood web community will launch on MSN April 17 and run through June. The first webisode will air on the Ellen DeGeneres Show on May 11 and subsequent webisodes will air on May 22, May 29, June 5 and June 12."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds awesome, right? Check out the video below, or hit up &lt;a href="http://www.inthemotherhood.com/"&gt;In the MotherHood.com&lt;/a&gt; for more info and to submit your story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uXy-UW_ngM" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-1174910626050956059?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1174910626050956059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=1174910626050956059&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/1174910626050956059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/1174910626050956059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/04/in-mother-hood-webisode-series.html' title='In the Mother Hood Webisode Series'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-6835772280922443356</id><published>2007-03-28T12:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T13:09:04.060-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommyhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leah'/><title type='text'>I suck</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted in a month! What is wrong with me, you ask? Nothing, except that I am so busy I barely have time to breathe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have have undertaken:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My job with my stepdad (which is fabulous and I love working at home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My wedding - the planning thereof and also apparently I have promised myself that I would make about 10 things myself. What was I thinking? Well, I have 11 months. If I start now, I should finish, right? RIGHT??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My mom's birthday cake. I have decided that with no training, making a 2 tiered cake with a shoe made of gumpaste on top is a wonderful idea. I have directions to follow and I am pretty arty and crafty. We shall see how this turns out....I promise to post pictures- no matter what the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Leah's birthday. The planning thereof- which will be a....Wizard of Oz party. With her extreme obsession, it's a total no brainer. I found Oz cups and plates and such, so I will be using them and adding some green and red balloons, and making that cake as well. Depending on how my mom's cake turns out, I may be doing something simpler than my plan. I won't share my plan until I know if I will be doing it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Bridal show- my cousin (and maid of honor!! Mandy!!!) is driving down from NJ very soon to come to Leah's 2nd Birthday and accompany my mother and I to the very first bridal show! I am so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I've also been helping my friend &lt;a href="http://mommywantstohide.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melissa&lt;/a&gt; with her wedding favors. They are super cute but I can't give away what they are unless she says it's okay! Her son is Leah's little boyfriend! Well I call him that anyway ; ) Tim hates it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I also have several appointments and parties to attend this month, along with many family visitors in and out all month- so don't expect a lot of posting. I do promise to post both cakes when I finish them. (and plenty of pictures of Leah's 2nd Birthday party!!!). Welome to Oz, bitches! Just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am trying so hard to get my "&lt;a href="http://alittlesumthinsumthin.blogspot.com/"&gt;other blog&lt;/a&gt;" off the ground. Please go take a peek and vote for your favorite bridal jewelry. Beth Devine makes some really sweet pieces and I can't choose!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-6835772280922443356?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/6835772280922443356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=6835772280922443356&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/6835772280922443356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/6835772280922443356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-suck.html' title='I suck'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-2577993724461555795</id><published>2007-02-27T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T14:00:44.000-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My &quot;other blog&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>Sexy Lingerie for my Honeymoon! The votes are in!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/ReR_v1-q3ZI/AAAAAAAAADw/E8lWKDis4bg/s1600-h/red+flyaway+babydoll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036290743227571602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/ReR_v1-q3ZI/AAAAAAAAADw/E8lWKDis4bg/s400/red+flyaway+babydoll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3 Red flyaway babydoll and panty is the winner!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are suprised by this as the winner and you didn't vote, &lt;a href="http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/02/honeymoon-lingerie-you-decide.html"&gt;you should've voted&lt;/a&gt;! Red won with a total of 12 votes, but #1 came in a close second with 7 votes. So I will be getting the red flyaway babydoll and you will hear from that sexy little number again on my honeymooon! She will tell a picture story- surely by twisting or being twisted into an interesting shape (get your mind out of the gutter- I meant like a decoration, not while I am wearing it!). Trust me, I'm not a gymnast, nor am I a dancer. Nuff said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, if you haven't visited &lt;a href="http://www.vuazul.com/"&gt;VuAzul&lt;/a&gt;, go for it. Join the hotlist and shop without paying to join the club. Any questions? &lt;a href="mailto:"&gt;Email Andrea&lt;/a&gt;. She's super cool and super sweet. And she gets the sexiest, hottest lingerie around. Why? It's like nothing you've ever seen before because she imports it. How's that for special?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And don't forget to stop by my "&lt;a href="http://alittlesumthinsumthin.blogspot.com/"&gt;other blog&lt;/a&gt;." If you like voting, it's your bag today baby! I've got another vote going on over there for my bridal accessories (i.e. my jewelry). If you love beautiful things, this is the post for you. The designer is super talented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-2577993724461555795?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/2577993724461555795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=2577993724461555795&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/2577993724461555795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/2577993724461555795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/02/sexy-lingerie-for-my-honeymoon-votes.html' title='Sexy Lingerie for my Honeymoon! The votes are in!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/ReR_v1-q3ZI/AAAAAAAAADw/E8lWKDis4bg/s72-c/red+flyaway+babydoll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-9176825052121700511</id><published>2007-02-13T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T23:18:26.309-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>How I Met Her Father...</title><content type='html'>First, if you haven't voted yet, it's your last chance- I'm going to announce the winning piece of lingerie by the end of day tomorrow, in honor of Valentine's Day. It's your last chance to boss me around or to boss your friends to boss me. LOL. So go boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been meaning to tell the story of how Tim and I met and got together, but never got around to it. Now, thanks to &lt;a href="http://mymommyathome.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day-writing-contest.html"&gt;Tasha’s contest&lt;/a&gt;, I have the chance. It’s a pretty appropriate time, being that we just got engaged and all. So, onward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s set the scene. Picture this- it’s a crisp night in September 1999. I’m 17, I don’t have a boyfriend (for the first time in a long time), and I do NOT want one. At this point in my young love life, I am fed up with the un-fairer sex. I am with my best friend Emily. We run track together, and are both very crucial legs of the shuttle hurdle relay (I’m the lead anchor and she’s the third leg). It has been decided that it was a fine Friday for a girl’s night out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s stop at McDonald’s to get something to eat.” Emily suggests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn my car into the lot. “You always wanna come here because you work here and Paul gives us free food.” I reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You complaining?” She retorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Obviously not. We’re here, aren’t we?” I point out. Just as I pulled into a space, I see Emily’s eyes drift out my driver side window and into a car parked a few spaces away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That boy is cute…” Before she can protest, I’m out of the car telling her I’ll go talk to him for her.  As I get closer, I see a boy in the passenger side of the guy’s car. I make a mental note that he is really hot, but unfortunately, I do not have a big mouth when it comes to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to the window of the car and inform the driver, who we later found out was named Monte, that my friend Emily (motioning toward her in my car) thinks he is fine. As it turned out, they knew Paul, our Mc Supplier! We all decided we’d meet up later that night to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward about an hour or two and we are all just standing outside of IHOP, trying to decide what to do. (Aside- I still remember what Tim was wearing- a tan Yankee hat, a white t shirt with a tan checkered button up over it and loose khaki pants (cargos, I think). We ended up shooting pool. Emily went and told Tim that I liked his friend Damien, which was NOT the case, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, it got back to Tim that I liked him and we had our first date at Midnight Bowling (which I had to sneak out for because my parents were THAT lame). I kissed him, and embarrassed myself by smashing my teeth on his, but somehow he forgave me. We dated for a year and a half. I took him to my senior prom, we were each others “first” a lot of things- first love, first well you know. Anyway, we split up for reasons that make no sense to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously we were meant to be because four and a half years later I saw two of his friends out at the mall, gave them my number to pass on to Tim, and one thing led to another. Turns out the spark never died, and neither did the flame. It’s still burning!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-9176825052121700511?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/9176825052121700511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=9176825052121700511&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/9176825052121700511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/9176825052121700511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-i-met-her-father.html' title='How I Met Her Father...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-9138897838693553871</id><published>2007-02-12T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T10:53:55.096-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My &quot;other blog&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>Contests, Vote for my lingerie, and My new blog!</title><content type='html'>Okay, first I want to say that I really would love to have some more opinions on my lingerie, so please if you haven't already, &lt;a href="http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/02/honeymoon-lingerie-you-decide.html"&gt;VOTE for a piece of lingerie that will be coming on my honeymoon&lt;/a&gt;! If you've already voted, please if you would pass this on, I would love it. I want as many votes as I can get. So tell your friends, tell your mom (I don't care!), tell your husband, brother, sister- whoever you want. Just get me some votes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, my very good friend &lt;a href="http://mymommyathome.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tasha&lt;/a&gt; is having a &lt;a href="http://mymommyathome.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day-writing-contest.html"&gt;contest&lt;/a&gt;. It's free to enter and all you have to do is click on over to her blog for the details and rules. The contest is to submit the story of how you and your significant other met (hubby, girlfriend, boyfriend, fiance, whatever)- it can be funny, romantic, touching---whatever your story is, it is. So head over there and show her some love- the prize is really cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last- I started a new blog!! I'm super excited about it, and it's literally just started- so I have nothing on there except a welcome to my blog post. BUT- I will be having a contest VERY soon with some very cool prizes. So go stop by and tell me hi over there- subscribe to my feed and find out how to enter and what you have to do to win my contest. I promise it is going to be a super hot blog. It's dedicated to, what else? ACCESSORIES! What are you still here for? Go check it out. Well, &lt;a href="http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/02/honeymoon-lingerie-you-decide.html"&gt;VOTE first&lt;/a&gt;. Then go. And don't forget about &lt;a href="http://mymommyathome.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day-writing-contest.html"&gt;Tasha's contest&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all. You may leave me. Just kidding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-9138897838693553871?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/9138897838693553871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=9138897838693553871&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/9138897838693553871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/9138897838693553871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/02/contests-vote-for-my-lingerie-and-my.html' title='Contests, Vote for my lingerie, and My new blog!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-7493726092336253565</id><published>2007-02-05T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T23:56:57.860-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Honeymoon Lingerie - YOU DECIDE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/RceOci2p2vI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lF9_xN7v9nU/s1600-h/white+bra+set+with+hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I promised that I'd let you guys help me choose some stuff for the wedding, and here is your first chance! I'm so excited, by the way, because I GOT MY DRESS!!! No, I'm not telling what it looks like- you'll just have to wait for the wedding pictures to see!! I know, I'm a teasing bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am going to ask all of you to peruse the choices below and DECIDE FOR ME. What piece of lingerie should I get? Post your reply in the comments, or if you prefer, &lt;a href="mailto:antkritden@aol.com"&gt;EMAIL ME &lt;/a&gt;your choice. All of the lingerie below is at &lt;a href="https://www.vuazul.com/vusecureshop/index.php?main_page=login"&gt;VuAzul.com&lt;/a&gt;. And what a great time to check out some sexy lingerie- what with Valentine's Day around the corner! Don't forget, you are REALLY choosing a piece of lingerie that I will be taking with me on our honeymoon (which is undecided as of yet). I will prove that I did, in fact, choose the piece that the readers picked by taking pictures of it's journey on our honeymoon. NO, there will NOT be pictures of me in the lingerie! Maybe a picture of a creature on the bed made from it like I hear they do on cruises- but probably not because I am in no way crafty with unmentionables. again, blogger is a bitch and I am sick of typing the same blurb over and over. I am going to scream! If you have any difficulty getting to Andrea's site or joining her hotlist, email me and I'll direct you. Blame blogger- they suck today. And yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028143906687671010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/RceOPi2p2uI/AAAAAAAAACw/GvofwoDE6mQ/s200/white+boy+short+set.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 - White lacy boyshort and cami set&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028144134320937730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/RceOcy2p2wI/AAAAAAAAADA/CuXRWwhk5Q8/s200/white+bra+set+wtih+garters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;#2 - White bra and panty set with garters &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028143902392703698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/RceOPS2p2tI/AAAAAAAAACo/xJqNJf4tcnI/s200/red+flyaway+babydoll.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;#3 Red flyaway babydoll and panty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028144138615905042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/RceOdC2p2xI/AAAAAAAAADI/okJPGBqLBgg/s200/white+one+pice.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;#4 - White one piece with garters&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028143902392703682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/RceOPS2p2sI/AAAAAAAAACg/ANSX7_DaLwk/s200/pink+skirted+set.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#5 - Pink bra and skirted panty set &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028143898097736354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/RceOPC2p2qI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eahe6j6lxO4/s200/nude+and+black+set.jpg" border="0" /&gt;#6 Gold and black bralette and boyshort set&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028143898097736370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/RceOPC2p2rI/AAAAAAAAACY/--qVzu6Lej0/s200/orange+lace+bra+set.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#7 - Orange lacy bra and panty set&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The founder, Andrea Segovia, is a mom like us who decided to provide women with sexy and different lingerie that she imports from South America. Here, in her own words is her background and why she decided to open up &lt;a href="https://www.vuazul.com/vusecureshop/index.php?main_page=login"&gt;Vu Azul&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am a South American, Native to Uruguay. I came to the US about 6 years ago I have 2 baby girls. Fiorella 1/12 and Sofia 3 months. They make me sooo happy! Here's something interesting that most people have never heard about. I drink tea from a Gourd everyday. I have drank it my whole life. It is a little custom that South Americans have carried on for a long time. It helps me stay in shape and I got my American husband hooked on it too:) now he can't get enough of it! Oh and my little 1 year old loves it. I have even caught her eating it! My first business was actually started with my husband, it's a little tea shop in cyberspace where anyone around the world can find herbal remedies including the one I am talking about here which is called yerba mate. The reason I decided to start a lingerie business is because even though most people think that South America is really poor and behind the times of the US, South America actually has uniquely different styles than anything available here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to have the opportunity to shop at her exclusive site- simply use the opt in form below to sign up for her "hot list" and gain access to shop on her site. She also was kind enough to give me a coupon code for 20% off for all of you! Simply use code: e5cc688277 at checkout. This code expires February 11th. No, I'm not an affiliate! So if you like what you see above, join the hotlist and gain free access to her store. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.aweber.com/scripts/addlead.pl" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="604341928" name="meta_web_form_id"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="meta_split_id"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="viphotlist" name="unit"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="http://vuazul.com/vipthankks.html" name="redirect"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="vuhotlist" name="meta_adtracking"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="meta_message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="from" name="meta_required"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="0" name="meta_forward_vars"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;VuAzul.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;VIP Hotlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: &lt;input name="name"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email: &lt;input name="from"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Stay Sexy" name="submit"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&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/23490177-7493726092336253565?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7493726092336253565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=7493726092336253565&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7493726092336253565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7493726092336253565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/02/honeymoon-lingerie-you-decide.html' title='Honeymoon Lingerie - YOU DECIDE!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/RceOPi2p2uI/AAAAAAAAACw/GvofwoDE6mQ/s72-c/white+boy+short+set.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-7442105870522776024</id><published>2007-01-28T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T15:37:57.810-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>My Pink Engagement Ring Pictures, Valentine's Day Gifts for Your Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/RcOg-y2p2pI/AAAAAAAAACA/SePQERzm4yA/s1600-h/prod_kit_travel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027038609738947218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/RcOg-y2p2pI/AAAAAAAAACA/SePQERzm4yA/s200/prod_kit_travel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried to tell Tim that since I already got what I really wanted, that we shouldn't celebrate Valentine's Day this year with gifts. BUT- he really needs new sneakers (and expressed a STRONG desire for me to get him some for Valentine's Day) so I'm okay with that. He never gets anything for himself. I try to pick him up something here and there to make him feel good- but I think I miss the mark usually. The other day, &lt;a href="http://www.geturth.com/products/kit_travel.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; came in the mail for Tim. &lt;a href="http://www.geturth.com/"&gt;Urth Skin Solutions for Men&lt;/a&gt; was nominated as a finalist for MenEssentials Consumer's Choice Grooming Awards for "Best Shave Cream," "Best Face Wash," "Best Face Scrub," "Best Face Moisturizer,' and "Best Product Line." I figured, how can I miss? Tim is as much of a product whore as I am (if not MORE- shhhh!) and he loves trying new things- especially for his skin because he loves products that make shaving easy, reduce bumps, and keep his skin clear. At first, he didn't want to try the face scrub. Why? Because it is green. You'd think a man would love green face stuff? Well he did try it after I assured him that, yes, it was supposed to be green because it has seaweed in it, and seaweed is good for the skin. He was very happy with how it dealt with his blackheads. He liked the face wash too because it smells great and got rid of any oil. The only thing he wasn't totally thrilled with was the shave cream. He prefers a shave gel that he can see through because he shaves precise lines on his "pipeout" (the jaw framing "chin strap"). He has a SUPER thin one that he gets TONS of compliments on. I hate facial hair, but he works it something damn sexy. So if your man loves shave cream-this is still a wonderful product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, just wanted to pass Urth on to you ladies as possible Valentine's Day gifts for your man, or to you men reading as possible treats for yourself, separately or in a kit. What are the &lt;a href="http://www.geturth.com/ingredients/"&gt;key ingredients&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now on to the RING PICTURES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took a LOT for my camera to actually take a decent picture of my engagement ring for some reason- and the picture I ended up with isn't so great. Anyway- here it is- FINALLY AS PROMISED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025200853482556530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/Rb0ZjTTRTHI/AAAAAAAAABg/mzJp_AJjD08/s320/IMG_2486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep an eye out because I've decided to let you all help me choose and even be the judge and jury on a few aspects of my wedding! Yes, I'm serious. First up, I'm going to be letting you choose a piece of lingerie for my honeymoon. Yup. Come back soon for details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/23490177-7442105870522776024?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7442105870522776024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=7442105870522776024&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7442105870522776024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7442105870522776024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-pink-engagement-ring-pictures.html' title='My Pink Engagement Ring Pictures, Valentine&apos;s Day Gifts for Your Man'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/RcOg-y2p2pI/AAAAAAAAACA/SePQERzm4yA/s72-c/prod_kit_travel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-4877203790419867720</id><published>2007-01-15T23:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T23:25:23.476-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>Today's Post...brought to you by the letter "B!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 300px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="Bubble Chocolate" src="http://media.culturecaptioning.com/blog-about-it/bubble-chocolate/bubble-chocolate_300x238.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back this total sweetheart of a woman contacted me via email and asked me if I wanted some chocolate and beans that flavored my coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey little girl, you want some candy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I'm not the best role model for Leah in teaching her not to take candy from strangers...cuz you better believe I took the chocolate and beans baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chocolate, which I had heard of is called &lt;a href="I"&gt;Bubble Chocolate&lt;/a&gt;. It's the chocolate that actually has little bubbles in the chocolate so it feels like you're eating more than you actually are. It really does fill you up faster too. I am not joking when I say I am a chocoholic who can eat a 5 lb. bar in 2 days. I only ate 2 pieces and I was satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 220px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; HEIGHT: 147px" alt="Bubble Chocolate" src="http://media.culturecaptioning.com/blog-about-it/bubble-chocolate/bubble-chocolate-bubble1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes in dark, milk, and coffee milk chocolate. Depending on where you are, it might be hard to find it, but there is a &lt;a href="http://www.bubblechocolate.com/locations.asp"&gt;store locator&lt;/a&gt; on the site. Go check it out if you are so inclined! If you are thinking "I think I saw that on TV"...you probably did because they were on the &lt;a href="http://www.bubblechocolate.com/news.asp"&gt;Food Network when they went to the candy convention&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; HEIGHT: 96px" alt="Bada Beans" src="http://media.culturecaptioning.com/blog-about-it/bada-beans/bada-beans-3tins.jpg" /&gt;And what of these beans I speak of? &lt;a href="http://www.badabeans.com/"&gt;Bada Beans&lt;/a&gt;! No, I'm not an obnoxious Italian New Yorker. Okay, so I am Italian and I definitely am obnoxious. But I am not a New Yorker. Anyway...these things are so adorable! I am a sucker for adorable. Coffee drinkers, Starbucks addicts everywhere rejoice. Just drop one of these little "beans" that come in a cute tin (looks like an altoids tin, but smaller) in your hot coffee. No sugar needed (unless of course you drink the mud Tim has been known to make when his mom comes to visit (then you'd need more than one bean)- and even she won't drink any coffee Tim has had a hand in making- it's THAT bad)...Bada Beans come in Mcoy's Dream Vanilla Bean, Hazel's Nutty Hazelnut, and Crazy Carl's Caramel Fudge. I'm a big hazelnut fan (love me some Nutella) and of course, as I said I love chocolate so I was really feeling the caramel fudge. I still love my Starbucks, but for those days when I don't feel like spending a fiver, don't feel like going out, or just want to make my own damn cup of coffee, these definitely do the trick!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, on another note- I'm going nuts with wedding planning. I think I found my location and I've changed my color scheme about five times already. I was going to do black and hot pink. Then I saw it in "action" in some other people's wedding photos on The Knot, and I didn't like the feel. It kind of reminded me of a prom. But that's just one opinion. But I changed my mind. Now I'm leaning toward chocolate brown (or like a mocha), ivory (vanilla) and light pink. The main color would be ivory (linens, etc.) and the brown would be maid's dresses and minor accents, invites, etc. and the pink would be florals, some accents, favor boxes, etc. But the one problem is that I don't think the maids are very thrilled with the idea of a dark brown dress. I'm lost, I'm new at this. Save me. I need guidance. I need a labotomy. Fuck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-4877203790419867720?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/4877203790419867720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=4877203790419867720&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/4877203790419867720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/4877203790419867720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/01/todays-postbrought-to-you-by-letter-b.html' title='Today&apos;s Post...brought to you by the letter &quot;B!&quot;'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-1245815278259747104</id><published>2007-01-09T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T22:25:10.213-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>smenita</title><content type='html'>I wasn't going to do it but I have to. Why the hell are all of the word verifications for EVERY blogger blog I've been to tonight "smenita?" Anyone else notice that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-1245815278259747104?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1245815278259747104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=1245815278259747104&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/1245815278259747104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/1245815278259747104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/01/smenita.html' title='smenita'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-6771981681805050284</id><published>2007-01-07T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T23:19:48.172-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Wii had a great Christmas, which will NOT turn me into Bridezilla!</title><content type='html'>I've been busy planning a wedding! I know we aren't planning on getting married until 2008, but I have to get a jump start. Actually, we are thinking March and that's only a year and 2 months away- and from what I hear March is a very popular month to get married in Florida. I wonder why that is? So I was basically told that if I want to be married in March, I had better get off my ass and book something. That would actually require going places and looking...so that is on the agenda for this week...(HOPEFULLY- provided my mom doesn't get called into work or GASP and God forbid- actually have other things to do besides cater to my wedding whims...) Just kidding, by the way. I'm not that much of a brat. Just a little bit. I solemnly swear to not turn into a bridezilla. And I am going to keep you all apprised as to my wedding planning progress, and even get you all involved. I am not going to start a separate blog, but I have a feeling that sometime in the next few months I may be getting new digs and turning myself into a full blown website, complete with BRIDAL section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just some pictures of Christmas to fill in some space until I have something interesting to talk about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before the pictures. I wanted to let you know!!! Exciting news- I am planning on letting you all choose a piece of my lingerie that will come with me on my honeymoon!! Keep an eye out (and spread the word!) for that- it's coming soon! Hey, I'm no slouch- I've been waiting for this damn ring for 2 years. Actually, if you count the fact that Tim and I dated when he was 15 and I was 17, I've been waiting nearly 10 fucking years so cut me a break. I want to tell you my colors so badly, but I'm still a little covetous of them so you'll have to wait until I come back to reality and realize there are other people who have seen colors before me, and who have also (GASP!) put these two colors together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peanut butta sandwich, peanut butta sandwich, peanut butta sandwich wit a milk on da side!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017502715315391634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/RaHAIr3ujJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/G61SMxpSUkI/s200/leah+peanut+butter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's a toothbrush! She's excited about a toothbrush!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017502719610358946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/RaHAI73ujKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/KlyZZrcIB44/s200/leah+toothbrush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and Leah after church on Christmas Eve...P.S. the church had a STARBUCKS INSIDE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017502719610358962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/RaHAI73ujLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/y53_fyNwaqY/s200/mom+leah+church.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And as an extra special bonus, I will now proceed to humiliate myself. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q-SWFWxDub4"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is a video of me beating my little brother's ass in Wii boxing. Unfortunately, it isn't our Wii, and it isn't my brother's. His friend Eric, who Leah happens to LOVE, got it for Hanukkah. I tried to actually post the video below, but it wasn't centering right and you couldn't see the entire screen, so I'm posting a link. By the way, what a fucking workout- we are SO GETTING ONE if they are ever in stock. The video is a little bit long, but if you want to be able to make fun of me to your best ability, you might just want to watch it all the way through. If not, that's cool. And if you want to get smacked in Wii, come challenge the champion baby! You know you wish you could make cool boxing faces like me ; ) P.S. you can hear Tim in the background laughing at me. This was probably a few hours before he proposed. How nice of me to get all hot and sweaty, right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-6771981681805050284?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/6771981681805050284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=6771981681805050284&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/6771981681805050284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/6771981681805050284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2007/01/wii-had-great-christmas-which-will-not.html' title='Wii had a great Christmas, which will NOT turn me into Bridezilla!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/RaHAIr3ujJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/G61SMxpSUkI/s72-c/leah+peanut+butter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-4668707709259156586</id><published>2006-12-30T18:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T10:37:44.383-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(C)Hannukkah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>How to Make Her Fall For You...</title><content type='html'>I have news! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm engaged!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Tim proposed on Christmas and I'm so excited. I got my pink ring, I already bought an issue of Brides magazine, and since the ring is too big I got a ring snuggly thing on it so I get to wear it while I wait for the ridiculous wait for ring sizing to alleviate. I figure if we hit Kay the second week of January, the holiday rush will be nearly over and people won't have started shopping for Valentine's Day yet. I haven't even thought about it yet. And I honestly don't think men will be out shopping for rings that early and getting them sized. Not typical men at least. Real men wait till the last minute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to post pictures when my camera is charged (right now the battery is deader than dead from all the holiday picture taking). Until then, you'll have to be happy with the story. So we went to my mom's house Christmas day at around, eh- 3ish maybe? Great details, right? Anyway, so we spent some time opening presents there. Leah got a TMX Elmo- which is fucking hilarious, a really cute kitchen set (which she LOVES cooking with), and some other really great stuff from Nana and Pop (that's my mom and stepdad, for those who don't know). My mom and John (my stepdad) got us a gorgeous leather couch. It's the most perfect shade of chocolate brown. She also got us a gift card to the restaurant she works at, the Macaroni Grill. They can also be used at Chili's. The best part is she made a little certificate that says we are entitled to babysitting. Cute, right? I really am lucky to have them! My dad sent us a pretty big chunk of money to get Leah some toys and buy ourselves something. I got Tim a ton of great stuff, including an MP3 player and a bunch of new shirts and CD's. Tim also got me 3 pairs of sneaks- one of which are running. I'm running again, but I have to be careful because of my knees. Anyway- back to the story. So I waited all day (because last year he PROMISED me a ring by this Christmas) thinking that he'd better propose or else. Nothing. I thought it would be at dinner maybe because in the past he had mentioned he'd do it with everyone around, make a speech, get down on one knee....nope. Not dinner, not dessert. So it's like 9 o'clock and we're all sitting around in my mom's living room and foyer. My brother and his girlfriend are on the stairs eating some dessert. I made an awesome banana custard pie, by the way. The crust was too hard, next time store bought cookie crust. Anyway, I went upstairs to get Leah's stuff together and on my way down the stairs I slipped and started bouncing on my ass down the stairs. I must have just missed the bowl and fork, and somehow Heather, my brother's girlfriend managed to get out of the way before my fat ass bounced on top of her and crushed her. I probably fell down about 7 or 10 stairs, but it felt like forever. You know the feeling. Anyway, when I got to the bottom, Tim (who has no ability to hold in laughter) is already laughing. I'm not insulted because I know him, and I start laughing as well. Then everyone joins in (after asking if I was okay). On my way down, I had taken with me: one sparkly pear Christmas pick (was in my mom's stair garland), one bunch of shiny berries (ditto on the location), and several other random decorations haphazardly grabbed at in an attempt to stop myself from falling. Sidenote: I do not remember grabbing at anything. Also, grabbing at Christmas picks DOES NOT WORK. Just FYI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we loaded up the car (well Tim loaded, I sat on the floor) and we drove home. Oh, Tim's mom was still with us at this point- she left a few days ago. We got home, Tim got Leah ready for bed, and put her down. At this point, I'm stretched on our new couch, aching all over. Tim's mom is on the loveseat. Tim walked up to me and grabbed my hand and started dragging me off the couch. I grumbled, telling him to leave me alone because I was sore! He never listens, so when he kept pulling, it wasn't suspect. When we got to our bedroom, he sat me on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alright! He's giving me a massage!" I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, there was no massage in my future. He pulled a tiny box from his dresser and took a knee. I asked him for the bow because when I get nervous I say stupid shit. Anyway, he started to unwrap it because for some reason it was wrapped? But anyway, he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, uh, you wanna....uh- marry me?" he was so nervous it was ADORABLE. Of course I said yes and didn't cry because I refuse to get made fun of, even though I felt the tears in there...then I informed him that he had barely any say in the wedding details. Again, when I'm nervous- can't control the words that come out of my mouth. He said that was fine (because he is fucking awesome) as long as he gets filet mignon and to pick his tux. So that's it. I got my pink ring, like I asked for. I can tell he feels stupid when I show it to people because they don't seem to understand that an engagement ring doesn't have to be a diamond....and when you are kinda strapped for cash, it really helps to be the kind of girl who loves to be different! It got me my ring MUCH sooner than I would have gotten it. And Tim knows it's what I wanted. Maybe in the future when we have more money in the bank, he can get me a diamond for an anniversary or something. But I really don't need it. I got what I want. My ring, my baby and my man! And he's stuck with my ass now!!!!! 2008 wedding, here I come! I already have 2 bridal magazines and several catalogs and samples coming in the mail. Cuz I'm a psycho like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a nice holiday season, and that everyone had a SAFE New Year's Eve. I really thought we'd just stay in this year, but it didn't happen. We ended up dropping by my mom's. I thought we'd leave before the ball dropped, but I ended up drinking an entire bottle of Santa Margherita and my judgement and memory and all time keeping skills were severely altered. Tim stayed stone sober and drove home at about 1ish? See how even that is a question? Needless to say, I was sick all yesterday. Well, not sick. I just felt gross no matter what I did. Anyone have any surefire ways to beat a hangover? Won't help now, but for future reference (though I plan on never drinking again-sound familiar?)? I REFUSE to try that "hair of the dog that bit ya" crap. I can't even THINK about wine. Oh, my stomach just turned a little.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-4668707709259156586?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/4668707709259156586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=4668707709259156586&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/4668707709259156586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/4668707709259156586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/12/how-to-make-her-fall-for-you.html' title='How to Make Her Fall For You...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-5205152867458035377</id><published>2006-12-21T11:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T12:14:21.928-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(C)Hannukkah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Last Minute Gifts</title><content type='html'>I'm not done with my Christmas shopping. I thought I'd feel better if I got it out in the open. I don't though. It just makes it more final. I am freaking out. The only thing that actually eased my freak out a little bit was the email I got a little while back from &lt;a href="http://www.readysetholiday.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ReadySetHoliday&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;. I was given a gift card code to preview this really cool new site presented by Sears, Kmart and Lands End. Anyway, I happily used my gift card code to get some shopping done. You must be wondering how much I spent on shipping to get my shopping done and get the stuff I ordered on time, right? Well I didn't pay for shipping because I ordered it online and went to my local Sears and picked up what I ordered. There are a TON of last minute gifts on Ready Set Holiday that can be picked up at your local Sears. How simple is that? And they guarantee it will be ready in 5 minutes of you getting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll walk you through what I did. I went to the site, did quite an extensive search for the perfect gifts, found some really great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Keds&lt;/span&gt; for $2.50!!!!! (but they were out of stock- DAMN), and ended up with &lt;a href="http://www.sears.com/sr/javasr/product.do?bidsite=HDSF&amp;pid=09685454000&amp;amp;vertical=HDSF&amp;BV_UseBVCookie=Yes"&gt;a really cute pillow for Leah&lt;/a&gt;, a whisk for myself, some stocking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;stuffers&lt;/span&gt; for Tim, and a few other really cute things. It was a little difficult for me to find stuff- I recommend using the search box on the top to find what you are looking for. Then use the "By Person" and "By Shop" sections on the left sidebar as an alternative.  It was worth the extra effort because I eventually found some really great stuff. Leah is going to love her pillow- and I will get mine back! (My ulterior motives are revealed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up the next morning, I had an email telling me my stuff was ready to be picked up. I printed it out and went to the Merchandise Pickup section of my local Sears. There was a kiosk there (looks like the Target registry computer!) and I scanned the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bar code&lt;/span&gt; for my order and within like 3 minutes, a guy had come up with my order. Then I was outta there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this site isn't going anywhere after the holiday season. You can come back- there's more after the holidays!! Oh, check out the &lt;a href="http://www.sears.com/sr/javasr/hdsfhome.do?page=kidsCorner&amp;BV_UseBVCookie=Yes&amp;amp;vertical=HDSF&amp;bidsite=HDSF"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kidzone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- it has coloring pages, games, a Santa countdown, and even e cards! There's also a &lt;a href="http://forum.readysetholiday.com/"&gt;Mom to Mom&lt;/a&gt; section of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;message boards&lt;/span&gt; to get holiday ideas from other moms! No, I'm not getting paid per order- I just was offered the chance to shop for free to tell you what I thought, and I happened to really love the experience. I promise, if I hated it, I'd tell you. Just wanted to give you some options for your last minute shopping. What better way to shop for a last minute gift online without having to pay an arm and a leg for express overnight super shipping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't know if I will post before Christmas because like I said, I have shopping to finish, cookies to make, and things to do. But I hope everyone has a Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukkah, Happy Kwanzaa, and anything else you might be celebrating. I will post as soon as I have my sanity back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-5205152867458035377?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/5205152867458035377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=5205152867458035377&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/5205152867458035377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/5205152867458035377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-minute-gifts.html' title='Last Minute Gifts'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-7375122969545684441</id><published>2006-12-12T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T21:37:03.873-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(C)Hannukkah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Developmental Toys, Holiday Decor, Newsletters, Tips, Tricks and Magic!!!</title><content type='html'>I have a few updates. First, my newsletter is almost ready. I am rushing to get it out for the holidays. It's just hectic as hell around here. We put up our tree, got most of the shopping done- but the fact that I have stuff left to do is really driving me crazy. Not to mention that my computer is acting very funny and it's nearly impossible to get anything on the internet done without a struggle and five hours going by (slight exagerration). So I am getting my work done for my stepdad slowly, and it has eaten up my time and blogging has suffered. For that, I truly apologize. I still have no idea if I can comment on anyone's blogs yet. I've gotten lucky with a few. Mostly, I couldn't comment for a long time- and blogger gave me no reply. GRRRRRRRRR. Anyway, when the newsletter is done, I have a funky sign up that I will have in a new post, as well as on my sidebar. Now for the important stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised you awesome toys, and I shall deliver. First, the COUPON CODE! What mom doesn't drool for discounts? Visit &lt;a href="http://www.ebeanstalk.com/"&gt;eBeanstalk&lt;/a&gt; and upon checkout, enter code M2 PFT for 10% off. Don't worry, I'm not sending you there uninformed....oh and don't forget to tell 'em I sent you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re the kind of parent who not only wants your child to have fun, but for them to actually learn something while they’re doing it…you are SO in luck. Have I got the place for you. Take a virtual stroll over to &lt;a href="http://www.ebeanstalk.com/"&gt;eBeanstalk&lt;/a&gt;, where their motto is “planting the seeds that help children grow.” If that isn’t a brilliant motto, I don’t know what is. Do you know what else is brilliant? Having toys selected by a &lt;a href="http://www.ebeanstalk.com/experts.php"&gt;panel of experts&lt;/a&gt; that cover every asset of development – from emotional development to language to imagination to dexterity and more. And just when you think the brilliance can shine no more brightly, it does. Not only can you select &lt;a href="http://www.ebeanstalk.com/ageSelectionSingleGifts.php"&gt;single toys by age category&lt;/a&gt; (which, by the way, are broken down by ¼ and ½ year!!!), but you can also select &lt;a href="http://www.ebeanstalk.com/ageSelection.php"&gt;a package of four toys&lt;/a&gt;, which are perfectly selected to be age appropriate. The one year package has a gift for 1 year, 1 ¼, 1 ½, and 1 3/4). Toys come once every 3 months- and they come with expertly written instruction cards. Oh, and they come in a white box perfect for a little fort- and if your kid is like mine (or rather, like I was as a child) the box is a pretty important part of a present!!! There’s more. Yeah, more. You also get a one year subscription to Parenting magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the toys are mom approved. That’s right. They a Mother Board who test the products and give them their seals of approval. And you can even create a wish list. Just in time for Christmas. FYI, they have toys age appropriate for kids ages newborn up to 4 ¾ years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone did something this nice for Leah, I’d be ecstatic. For her, getting a new toy is, well, like Christmas- and I can’t imagine how thrilled she’d be to get a new toy in the mail every 3 months for a year. And I’d feel great knowing she was learning something and it was helping her development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah has &lt;a href="http://www.ebeanstalk.com/single_gifts.php"&gt;My First Playset with Little Friends&lt;/a&gt;. The card that came with it lets me know what specific skills it helps develop. FYI- Imagination, dexterity and social skills. It also comes with ideas to get the most out of the toy! The best part is, the toy is a carrying case for the toys within! On the reverse side of the card, it lists the developmental milestones for the age level the toy is designed for. For Leah, it is 18-21 months (she’s 20 months now!). But this toy will grow with her because it can double as a carrying case for other toys, clothes, or even as a “backpack” when she goes to preschool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can even &lt;a href="http://www.ebeanstalk.com/registry_checkin.php"&gt;create a registry &lt;/a&gt;(in case you want to drop some hints to a dense relative!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you still have holiday shopping to do, or have a birthday or other special occasion coming up (or you just want to buy some really great expert and mom approved toys) head on over to &lt;a href="http://www.ebeanstalk.com/works.php"&gt;eBeanstalk&lt;/a&gt;. They really are “planting the seeds that help children grow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I promised decorating tips. I have found some really cute chachkis at The Dollar Store and Dollar General. Don't knock it till you've tried it people! And hit the Target Dollar Spot. I'm telling you, you will find holiday decorating GOLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007834618077938338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/RX9nDXBwgqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XWFQ47n8pdQ/s200/apple+pie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And if you want the recipe for the best Apple Pie you'll ever taste, well you'll have to &lt;a href="mailto:antkritden@aol.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt; and sign up for the newsletter. P.S. If you commented previously that you wanted to be on the mailing list for said newsletter and didn't &lt;a href="mailto:antkritden@aol.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt;, please do so- I need to know what email you want it to go to. And if you've already sent me a SIGN ME UP! email, don't worry, when I get the newer, cooler sign me up link, you won't have to redo anything. I'm hookin it up people. Bad ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-7375122969545684441?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7375122969545684441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=7375122969545684441&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7375122969545684441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7375122969545684441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/12/developmental-toys-holiday-decor.html' title='Developmental Toys, Holiday Decor, Newsletters, Tips, Tricks and Magic!!!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cG78s7xDHCQ/RX9nDXBwgqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XWFQ47n8pdQ/s72-c/apple+pie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-2505079293785571666</id><published>2006-12-07T11:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T11:33:29.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy Does It All... Newsletter</title><content type='html'>I have decided to start doing a Mommy Does It All... Newsletter. This is simply on a trial basis to see how it goes. I think it would probably just be monthly for now. This way, no one's inbox gets clogged up. In the newsletter will be plenty of ideas for products and services we love at my house. Most of it has been tested and approved my me (and Leah!) (and even Tim sometimes!). I will be putting out the first edition by this weekend. For anyone who is interested in being on the newsletter mailing list, please &lt;a href="mailto:antkritden@aol.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This edition of the newsletter will be my December 2006 Holiday Edition. I will be including tons of great products and services, as well as my favorite recipes, holiday craft ideas, and more! Sign up today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget to check out the other great gift ideas in the previous posts below- and in my sidebar! (but only if you want to!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-2505079293785571666?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/2505079293785571666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=2505079293785571666&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/2505079293785571666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/2505079293785571666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/12/mommy-does-it-all-newsletter.html' title='Mommy Does It All... Newsletter'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-621621600743635071</id><published>2006-12-06T22:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T23:00:04.481-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Birds of A Feather and Other Parental Cliches...</title><content type='html'>I just wanted everyone to know that I am NOT ignoring everyone's blogs. I have been trying to comment for about a week and a half now and fucking blogger keeps giving me an error message. So, if you have a blogger blog and I haven't commented, I'm sorry. Blogger has decided to pick and choose who I can talk to now. Apparently, I am still a teenager and Blogger is my parents. I continue to try to rebel every day and am hoping Blogger will not catch me on the forbidden blogs and ground me for a month. Or worse, throw all of my stuff on the front lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to read the jam packed post below with all of my holiday stocking stuffer, office grab bag, inexpensive gift ideas. I'm the queen of cheap so if you can't afford to break the bank this year, keep scrollin' down baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-621621600743635071?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/621621600743635071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=621621600743635071&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/621621600743635071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/621621600743635071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/12/birds-of-feather-and-other-parental.html' title='Birds of A Feather and Other Parental Cliches...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-4338170175102816952</id><published>2006-12-01T12:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T15:14:32.527-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(C)Hannukkah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Great Stocking Stuffers, Grab Bag Gifts, Inexpensive Tokens of Your Love (for me) just kidding....</title><content type='html'>Okay, first let me say that I had this post all but written. I had everything I "shopped" for written down by website and guess what? I LOST IT!!! So, I hope I don't forget any of the stuff I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I have a question for all of my friends who celebrate Hanukkah. First, am I spelling that right???? Second, do you have 8 days of really awesome presents, or 7 days of small gifts and a big one on the last day, or what? And what can I call them? I feel really bad saying "stocking stuffers" and not knowing what I can call small Hanukkah gifts. I don't want to leave anyone out. Not my style. And Kwanzaa celebrators- care to share your traditions? I love learning about different religions, beliefs, holidays...it's so much fun! Any &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Festivus"&gt;Festivus&lt;/a&gt; celebrators out there? Let's all gather round the Festivus pole and wrestle George Costanza's dad. I could so kick his ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK back to business. Grab bag gifts, stocking stuffers, Secret Santa ideas, small tokens for Hanukkah or Kwanzaa, Festivus offerings...and just inexpensive gift ideas in general. This post is JAM PACKED. I'm not kidding. I have so many ideas here, for so many different types of people- all ages, genders, office, family, friends...I got it all covered. When you have a magnet on your bumper that says "I'd rather be shopping" (which you got for $1.50 at &lt;em&gt;Dollar General&lt;/em&gt;, BTW)- people come to expect good ideas from you. So, here they are and I hope I haven't disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start on the gifts- if you celebrate Christmas and you're as into shoes as me and my mom are, &lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=aCXhRolYqhU&amp;offerid=24556.99892479&amp;amp;type=2&amp;subid=0"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://ad.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/show?id=aCXhRolYqhU&amp;amp;bids=24556&amp;type=2&amp;amp;subid=0" width="1" border="0" /&gt; is the PERFECT stocking for you. Oh, and this is such a cute idea- Leah's too small now, but I think next year she's going to get a &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='http://www.santa-claus.com';return true;" onmouseout="window.status=' ';return true;" href="http://www.dpbolvw.net/qd122ft1zt0GJIJIPONGIHKNOOQH" target="_blank"&gt;Letter From Santa.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://www.tqlkg.com/gl98jy1qwuFIHIHONMFHGJMNNPG" width="1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a toddler like me, you are in the same predicament. What do you put in their stocking??? I stumbled on the best idea. Try a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FAmazing-Animals-Color-Carry-Disney%2Fdp%2F0736411348%2Fsr%3D1-1%2Fqid%3D1164996741%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dbooks&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;color&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FLets-Go-Picnic-Color-Carry%2Fdp%2F0736411003%2Fsr%3D1-2%2Fqid%3D1164996741%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dbooks&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;and&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FDoes-Your-Garden-Color-Carry%2Fdp%2F0736410996%2Fsr%3D1-3%2Fqid%3D1164996741%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dbooks&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;carry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; book! They have little handle on built into the book so kids can carry their artwork with them in the car, to the doctor (something do occupy them in the waiting room!!), or wherever! And check it out- you can carry the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FAlex-Toys-Little-Crayons-Travel%2Fdp%2FB000IEP3ZK%2Fsr%3D1-5%2Fqid%3D1164997395%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dtoys-and-games&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;crayons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; along for the ride too! Or for older kids, check out this &lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=aCXhRolYqhU&amp;amp;offerid=117167.8124&amp;type=2&amp;amp;subid=0"&gt;Hatch And Grow Dinosaur&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://ad.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/show?id=aCXhRolYqhU&amp;bids=117167&amp;amp;type=2&amp;subid=0" width="1" border="0" /&gt;. It literally hatches when placed in water, growing to 600% it's original size. Just like those grow sponge things we had as kids- remember those? Man was I obsessed with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some suggestions very near and dear to my heart (meaning- shit I really want in MY stocking). First, if you haven't visited ELF Cosmetics website yet, you are missing out. Everything is ONE DOLLAR (except the makeup cases and brush sets). And the makeup is great. Check out the &lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=aCXhRolYqhU&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;offerid=96710.10000010&amp;type=2&amp;amp;subid=0"&gt;Natural Radiance Blusher in Shy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://ad.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/show?id=aCXhRolYqhU&amp;bids=96710&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;type=2&amp;subid=0" width="1" border="0" /&gt;, &lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=aCXhRolYqhU&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;offerid=96710.10000053&amp;type=2&amp;amp;subid=0"&gt;All Over Color Stick in Pink Lemonade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://ad.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/show?id=aCXhRolYqhU&amp;bids=96710&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;type=2&amp;subid=0" width="1" border="0" /&gt;, and the &lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=aCXhRolYqhU&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;offerid=96710.10000011&amp;type=2&amp;amp;subid=0"&gt;Brightening Eye Color in Luxe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://ad.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/show?id=aCXhRolYqhU&amp;bids=96710&amp;amp;type=2&amp;subid=0" width="1" border="0" /&gt; - just to name a few, you know, in case you wanna buy me something... Hey- if you can't find something (or 10 somethings) to put in a teenager's (or my) stocking here...you need to get your head checked ; ) And I totally heart these &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='http://www.oldnavy.com';return true;" onmouseout="window.status=' ';return true;" href="http://www.dpbolvw.net/i2108y1A719PSRSRYXWPRQUSQZVV?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.oldnavy.com%2Fbrowse%2Fproduct.do%3Fpid%3D472730%26cid%3D%26tid%3D2%26ap%3D2%26siteID%3D%25zp&amp;cjsku=472730" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beaded Charm Bracelets&lt;/a&gt; from Old Navy. I really love the red. I'm a bracelet freak and if (when?) I find this in my (high heeled) stocking, I will be thrilled. (note for Tim- this is not a joke. I want the bracelet. Put it in my stocking and no one gets hurt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These &lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/m-pr.cfm?merchantID=11358&amp;amp;userID=189524&amp;productID=455694086" target="_blank"&gt;Mini Branding Irons&lt;/a&gt; are a really cute stocking stuffer or grab bag gift- and they're only five bucks!!! And another really cute (and useful) stocking stuffer or small token for a griller or just a unique grab bag gift are the &lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/m-pr.cfm?merchantID=11358&amp;amp;userID=189524&amp;productID=455693987" target="_blank"&gt;Single "Baby" Pig Tail Food Flippers&lt;/a&gt;. I really love this site- you should know that by now because they are all I talk about. My step dad is getting a brand for Christmas (let's keep that on the DL-down low for those who don't know)- and so should someone you know. The quality of their products is amazing. Don't forget if you buy something from their site, use coupon code "mommy" (no quotes) for an extra 10% off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've covered women, children, toddlers, men (who like grilling), teen/tween girls....I'm trying to remember what else was on that piece of paper. I am really pissed I lost it. So I had teen/tween boy suggestions and I know I had more ideas for the men in our lives....and I think I even threw in some gag/joke/pervy ideas for those off color office grab bags....think, think think....it'll come to me. Shopping is my life. My niche. One of my purposes in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FReindeer-Jelly-Bean-Poopers-Set%2Fdp%2FB000I8FMJ8%2Fsr%3D1-4%2Fqid%3D1165001564%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dgourmet-food&amp;amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; off color enough for your office grab bag? Or maybe you prefer something more underhandedly perverted, like &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FOral-Fixation-Variety-Flavors-6-Count%2Fdp%2FB000FAI79Q%2Fsr%3D1-24%2Fqid%3D1165001657%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dgourmet-food&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt;? I am seriously considering, speaking of candy, putting &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FAnnabelle-Candy-Big-Hunk-Ounce%2Fdp%2FB000FE5SDA%2Fsr%3D1-60%2Fqid%3D1165001833%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dgourmet-food&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; in Tim's stocking. Wouldn't that be so cute? One more sweet suggestion- &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FGodiva-Chocolate-Limited-Cocktail-Truffle%2Fdp%2FB000JFS1L6%2Fsr%3D1-61%2Fqid%3D1165001833%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dgourmet-food&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; is a really nice gift. Godiva is really great chocolate and people know and love the name. My mom is a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FGodiva-Chocolate-Dark-Raspberry-Bars%2Fdp%2FB000B62Q0K%2Fsr%3D1-2%2Fqid%3D1165002038%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dgourmet-food&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;dark chocolate raspberry bar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buying for &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FArizona-Cardinals-Team-Logo-Writing%2Fdp%2FB000GEY67S%2Fsr%3D1-2%2Fqid%3D1165002692%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dsporting-goods&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FFrancisco-49ers-Small-Window-Cling%2Fdp%2FB000FBDNM6%2Fsr%3D1-33%2Fqid%3D1165002388%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dsporting-goods&amp;amp;amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;football&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FPittsburgh-Steelers-Revolution-Pocket-Riddell%2Fdp%2FB0009VHVIE%2Fsr%3D1-196%2Fqid%3D1165002496%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dsporting-goods&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;fan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt;? &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FDale-Earnhardt-Premium-Acrylic-Ring%2Fdp%2FB0007RB0BE%2Fsr%3D1-236%2Fqid%3D1165002916%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dsporting-goods&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;NASCAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt;? &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FCeltics-Reebok-Knit-Size-Black%2Fdp%2FB000BX5LQE%2Fsr%3D1-668%2Fqid%3D1165003137%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dsporting-goods&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Basketball&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tiny &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FMP-C827-Player-Flash-Memory-Drive%2Fdp%2FB000E873QM%2Fsr%3D1-2%2Fqid%3D1165003346%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Daudio-video&amp;amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;MP3 player&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; is a great gift for a teen or your man (for work or workout) or even yourself!! Hint- I still don't have an MP3 player. In case you were interested in knowing, ya know, for purely informational purposes. And here are some &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;keywords=MP3%20player%20skins&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;index=electronics&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;skins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt;- cause a girl's gotta accessorize (or help everyone else).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this long ass post had some really great ideas in it, don't you agree? Don't you? Say you love me, please say it!!! Validate me!!! I hope I have helped you in some small way with your Christmas/Hanukkah/Kwanzaa/FESTIVUS!!!/office party or holiday shopping in general. Maybe I sparked some ideas. Maybe I got some names crossed off your list. I don't know- maybe I saved the day? Can we just tell people I saved the day? Okay, good. And don't worry, I'm not even close to done with my shopping, so as I come across things, you'll be the first to know. Just to get you wondering...a really great educational toy site was recently brought to my attention, and I am even being given a coupon code for you guys!! Stay tuned because that's coming soon. I also have some really hot tips for finding cheap decorations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-4338170175102816952?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/4338170175102816952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=4338170175102816952&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/4338170175102816952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/4338170175102816952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/12/great-stocking-stuffers-grab-bag-gifts.html' title='Great Stocking Stuffers, Grab Bag Gifts, Inexpensive Tokens of Your Love (for me) just kidding....'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-7430555155862137333</id><published>2006-11-28T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T11:53:31.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back....</title><content type='html'>I'm so sorry. It's been over two weeks!!! I have just been so busy recofiguring the phones for my stepdad (I work for him from my house), with holiday stuff (Thanksgiving-cooking, eating...and we did some Christmas shopping), and other than that I have no real excuse. I'm just lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG NEWS! Leah did pee pee on her potty throne. She only did it once, and she got some candy as her reward (which she was much more excited about than the peeing). Oh, and funny stuff- her favorite song is....wait for it.....SEXY BACK! She actually sings it. As soon as the beat starts, she gets this big smile and says "SEXY BACK!!!!" Then she starts groovin'. Man can she wiggle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn update: We've had a rough time of it. I almost gave her back. She is very difficult and I am really stressed. She is probably one of the main reasons I haven't blogged. I am just so mentally tired from her! Just when she's having a good day and I think  "GOD- she's FINALLY housebroken..." she squats and pisses on the carpet. I can't find a cleaner that gets rid of the smell enough so it smells like piss in my house. Lovely, right? This makes me very mad. This makes Tim very mad. This makes the house tense. She still eats her shit. This grosses me out. The vets suggestion did NOT work. Pulling her away from the shit and saying NO or making a loud EHHHHH EHHHHH noise does not work. She just tries again, over and over. Dis-fucking-gusting. I'm getting mad just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanted to let everyone know that I am alive, well, and still blogging- and I will have a real post either later today or tomorrow. I plan on giving everyone some really great gift ideas that would make great stocking stuffers, grab bag gifts, or just something to give that is on the inexpensive side, but is still great! Be on the lookout- I've got some really great ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a more serious post in the drafting stage that was supposed to be posted LAST TUESDAY....and we see how well that worked out. I'll try to get it up tomorrow. I want to do my gift post first because I need some fun right now. I might explode from the stress if I can't shop. Well really I can't shop for MYSELF right now ($20 in my pocket- spent most of my paycheck- which wasn't big at all- on $1 Christmas stuff at Walgreens 2 nights ago). So I will share some of the really great ideas that I've been storing up so you can use them. Just please make sure to call me in the morning so I don't feel like a gift slut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-7430555155862137333?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7430555155862137333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=7430555155862137333&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7430555155862137333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7430555155862137333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/11/welcome-back-welcome-back-welcome-back.html' title='Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back....'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-2038897161183160283</id><published>2006-11-08T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:14:08.060-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(C)Hannukkah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>I'll Be Your Private Dancer...Errrr I Mean Shopper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I've decided to embrace it. I love to shop, and when I find great stuff, can't help but tell someone, mmmkay? Or, if I totally see something I want, I will definitely whine about it so maybe I can live vicariously through one (or more) of you all. Plus I &lt;a href="http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/10/mischief-night-holiday-gift-ideas.html"&gt;did make that vow&lt;/a&gt; about passing on my ideas for Christmas gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get ready for one of the best man gifts of the holiday season. I'm so serious. I have been in love with this for a while, and I think you are going to agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back story&lt;/em&gt;: My stepdad loves the grill. He loves the food that comes off of it, and he's gotten pretty good at making it. He went from burning nearly everything when I was young to cooking up a perfect ribeye. He rewarded his prowess with a built in grill and bar outside by their pool. The bar top is tile, the grill is sexy stainless steel, and theres even a sink and a fridge out there. High tech heaven. We've done the grill utensil gift set. The electronic thermometer fork- broke. "Dressed to grill" apron and chef's hat. Grilling cookbooks, rubs, oils...you name it, we've done it. But when you buy a gift for someone, you want to get them something that represents who they are, and John is the grill. The grill is John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, I found this. They brand the wooden box. Come on now. That's (and I'm sorry to take Ms. Hilton's cheesy saying here, but...) HOT. SteakBrands can make a 1, 2 or 3 initial steak branding iron, or...and try not to absolutely die from the total and utter hotness here...&lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/m-pr.cfm?merchantID=11358&amp;userID=189524&amp;amp;productID=455694027" target="_blank"&gt;your favorite college team&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/m-pr.cfm?merchantID=11358&amp;userID=189524&amp;amp;productID=455693990" target="_blank"&gt;funny sayings&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/m-pr.cfm?merchantID=11358&amp;userID=189524&amp;amp;productID=455694015" target="_blank"&gt;Dad&lt;/a&gt;...and more. Check out the &lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/m-pr.cfm?merchantID=11358&amp;userID=189524&amp;amp;productID=455694111" target="_blank"&gt;Monogrammed Steak Brand w/ Box&lt;/a&gt;. They brand the box!!! How cool is that? And the brand is wrapped in a bandana inside!!! And check this out- they have &lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/m-pr.cfm?merchantID=11358&amp;userID=189524&amp;amp;productID=455694144" target="_blank"&gt;brands that tell the steak temps (Rare, Medium and Well)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't feel limited. &lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/m-pr.cfm?merchantID=11358&amp;userID=189524&amp;amp;productID=455694109" target="_blank"&gt;If you know a Mom who is mean on the grill...&lt;/a&gt; There really is something for every griller on this site. So check it out! And David over at Steak Brands has given me a special code (seriously!!) to get you girls (and guys) 10% off your entire purchase (minus shipping)! At checkout, type in the code "mommy" (no quotes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and as you may or may not have noticed, &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='http://www.couturecandy.com';return true;" onmouseout="window.status=' ';return true;" href="http://www.tkqlhce.com/rh79y1A719PSRSRYXWPRQUSRZXW" target="_blank"&gt;CoutureCandy&lt;/a&gt;, one of my sidebar ads (a very very good place to get some "in" fashions for MUCH cheaper than what, say, Lindsay Hohan pays) emailed me an affiliate code that can only be used once. At this juncture, I cannot afford to be spending because I have to start saving for Tim and Leah and everyone else's Christmas gifts (though I want to spend spend spend). So, the email said that it's okay to give it out on my blog. It can only be used ONCE, so whoever does it first, gets it. If no one uses it, fine, but I figured I won't be using it, so maybe someone else wants to get 10% off. The code is 1868851AN1. Happy shopping- and I want to see the spoils for whoever gets to use it!!! I demand to live through you. May I make some suggestions? Of course I may. And I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tkqlhce.com/click-2121876-10423000?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.couturecandy.com%2Fkaranina%2Fprinted-convertable-halter-in-red-polka-dot%2Fproduct.html&amp;cjsku=15626" target="_top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Check this sexy dress out...&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jdoqocy.com/click-2121876-10423000?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.couturecandy.com%2Fjessica-elliot%2Fsmall-sterling-flaming-heart-necklace%2Fproduct.html&amp;amp;cjsku=15663" target="_top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I love this necklace (buy it for me, won't you?)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='http://www.couturecandy.com';return true;" onmouseout="window.status=' ';return true;" href="http://www.kqzyfj.com/click-2121876-10423000?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.couturecandy.com%2Fdutchy%2Fnana-doc-medium-in-mocca%2Fproduct.html&amp;cjsku=15264" target="_top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*In colors like Nutmeg, Mocha, and Wine, how can you NOT think this doctor bag is yummy??!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://www.tqlkg.com/image-2121876-10423000" width="1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay-in other news, the ringworm is almost gone on Brooklyn, so she will be spending her time inside full time soon. No, she's not outside, she's in the garage because ringworm spores can drop off the fur and into the carpet. I'm not cruel, just careful. Anyway, the dog still eats her poop and it's really disgusting me. She doesn't do it on occasion- she actually sniffs around specifically LOOKING for pieces of poop I haven't gotten the chance to pick up from the grass yet. Sometimes I just don't take the scooper out with me- I kinda like that the kids in the area won't play in our side yard anymore- they were sitting on our fence and throwing trash into our yard. Ever since I've had the dog and left poop over in the yard- no trash. Hmmm?! Anyway- Brooklyn is specifically out to eat it and I'm really getting disgusted with the whole thing. I pull back on the leash and tell her "NO!" but she just keeps going back for more. I tug the leash, say NO, and we do the dance. Over and over and over. I don't get it. And she has shit breath, not puppy breath!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are some pictures from the other day of Leah dressed as a cheerleader for Daddy's favorite football team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/320/leah%20panthers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/blogger2/3713/2867/320/leah%20panthers%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/blogger2/3713/2867/320/leah%20panthers%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And check out the perfect "cheerleader legs!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-2038897161183160283?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/2038897161183160283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=2038897161183160283&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/2038897161183160283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/2038897161183160283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/11/ill-be-your-private-dancererrrr-i-mean.html' title='I&apos;ll Be Your Private Dancer...Errrr I Mean Shopper'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-959815239258208236</id><published>2006-11-06T12:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:11:34.428-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(C)Hannukkah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>More Holiday Gift Ideas, Halloween Pictures, etc. etc.</title><content type='html'>First, I have to say that I hope no one hates me for telling you about the cool stuff that I find. I don't want you to feel pressured in any way to buy or not to buy the stuff I talk about. Most of the stuff I've come across in the past few months just really has struck me as really great and I wanted to share. Yes, I do have ads on my site. Yes, I do make &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;money&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a pittance if you click on those ads or buy something from (most) of those ads. Some of the ads on my sidebar are truly just some wonderful people that I think deserve to be known for thier great products. But the way I feel about advertising or about just passing along ideas is this- if you like my ads or my ideas, take them and run with them. If not, that's fine! People in the blogging world had recently been buzzing about whether or not to have ads or make money off of your blog. I say, why the fuck not? Personally, I'm a stay at home mom who works part time from home for my stepdad. I don't take home a lot, though he does pay me well. I just don't work very many hours because I can't with Leah. Therefore, sometimes we struggle, and I figured if I could contribute in another way, that would be fucking awesome. So I thought I'd become an affiliate for some companies that I already loved, and put some google ads up. And I truly hope it hasn't scared anyone away. Because I am still the same fucked up individual- just with more ads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway- I was surfing the web a month or so ago and I came across &lt;a href="http://www.tubbybundle.com/tubbybundle_SpecialKreations.html"&gt;one of the most innovative baby products I've ever seen&lt;/a&gt;. And then, it gets better. It can be used for &lt;a href="http://www.tubbybundle.com/barkingtubbybundle_SpecialKreations.html#barking%20bundles"&gt;puppies and dogs too&lt;/a&gt;! What is it, you ask? It is a &lt;a href="http://www.tubbybundle.com/index.html"&gt;Tubby Bundle&lt;/a&gt;. It's an apron! It's a towel! I know that I get soaked when I give Leah a bath. She loves to splash. So this was the perfect solution. Plus, we just got Brooklyn and you know how a dog shakes it off after they get a bath...Oh, and guess what? You can &lt;a href="http://www.tubbybundle.com/tubbybundle_personalize.html"&gt;personalize it&lt;/a&gt;. I think this would make the perfect gift for a mom, a dad, an animal lover...Christmas, Hannukkah, a baby shower! This product was created by Kristen Arnold, a mommy, who wanted to be able to safely bathe her baby and also stay dry in the process. I love supporting products made by moms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great puppy site is &lt;a href="http://www.tazlab.com/"&gt;Tazlab&lt;/a&gt;. Brooklyn has the&lt;a href="http://www.tazlab.com/tl_leashes.htm"&gt; Safe T Stretch collar&lt;/a&gt; in Lover's Leap Pink, Wild Iris Purple, and Gunk's Green. She also has the matching &lt;a href="http://www.tazlab.com/tl_leashes.htm"&gt;leash&lt;/a&gt; for her Lover's Leap Pink collar! These collars are really great because they are durable, well made, and stretchy, so when they are not clipped to a leash, if the dog finds him or herself in a potentially dangerous situation, they can easily slip out of the collar. We also have a &lt;a href="http://www.tazlab.com/tl_silencers.htm"&gt;tag silencer&lt;/a&gt; which is wonderful if you hate hearing the clink clank of tags all day long. If you know a special pup (or a special owner) who would appreciate these well made and innovative products this holiday season- you know where to go! They also have lights, t-shirts, and treats. And bonus!! If you want to submit a picture of your pup as a friend of Taz after your purchase, you can do so &lt;a href="http://www.tazlab.com/TL_dog_collars_friends_tasman.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!!! Be on the lookout for Brooklyn's big break LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now on to my pictures!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/leah%20halloween%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/320/leah%20halloween%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Leah with her very first lollipop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/leah%20halloween%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/320/leah%20halloween%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This princess is more concerned with the toys in Nana and Pop's garage...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/leah%20halloween%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/320/leah%20halloween%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I must...I guess I will partake in this candy ritual...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/leah%20halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/320/leah%20halloween.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was at home before we went to my mom's. She wanted to walk around the house dressed as a princess and wasn't interested in us taking her picture. Brat! (she fit the role of Princess very well- to say the least!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-959815239258208236?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/959815239258208236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=959815239258208236&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/959815239258208236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/959815239258208236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/11/more-holiday-gift-ideas-halloween.html' title='More Holiday Gift Ideas, Halloween Pictures, etc. etc.'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-1659645263131838219</id><published>2006-11-01T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T11:38:28.798-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.V.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Total and Utter Randomness</title><content type='html'>Leah had a pretty good time last night. We went to some houses in my mom's neighborhood- like 5. Mainly to visit (and so I could get some chocolate). You'd think rich people would give out better candy. That's why we avoided my neighborhood and headed straight to her gated "Stepford" neighborhood. It was all flavored Tootsie Rolls and Dubble Bubble. If I wanted that crap, I could dig through MY bowl LOL. Which, P.S. I bought 7.5 lbs. of candy and have about 7.25 lbs. left. None of the good stuff because Tim ate most of that before Halloween lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just decided that writing LOL in a post doesn't feel right. I don't know why. Maybe because it's not a real word? So what do I do? Maybe (&lt;em&gt;giggle cough ahem or something of the like&lt;/em&gt;). I'll take it for a spin and see how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That &lt;a href="http://www.ufc.com/"&gt;UFC&lt;/a&gt; show &lt;a href="http://www.theultimatefighter.tv/"&gt;The Ultimate Fighter&lt;/a&gt; made me cry. What is that about? Can I please get my normal eyes back? Ever since I had Leah I cry at EVERYTHING. Not kidding. I cry probably at least 3 times a day. Pathetic. I want my old eyes back. It's gotten to the point that I hide it from everyone so they don't think I'm a total moron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the topic of the UFC...if you've watched, have you seen the Xyience commercial with the whore who can't dance gyrating around a can of Xyience shaking her non-ass and then basically making out with the can at the end? Can you tell I fucking hate that commercial? &lt;a href="http://www.xyience.com/?mod_instance_gallery_804_ls2_media_video_view_item=85&amp;store_app_state=f5fc473dfb035a3757cfbee08fb5a530"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; it is. I forewarn you- you will be disgusted. Just watching it now made me want to fucking beat up the man who thought that up. IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE FUCKING DRINK!!! Sorry. I got all worked up. (&lt;em&gt;Ahem&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posting 2 days in a row? What is up with Kristen? I know. I'm shocked myself. (&lt;em&gt;cough, giggle&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this cough giggle ahem shit isn't working for me either. What am I going to do? How to I express that I was being sarcastic or tongue in cheek or just saying something in a funny way? Something to think about I guess - because I have THAT much of a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-1659645263131838219?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1659645263131838219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=1659645263131838219&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/1659645263131838219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/1659645263131838219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/11/total-and-utter-randomness.html' title='Total and Utter Randomness'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-5175657796552939660</id><published>2006-10-30T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T11:15:32.203-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(C)Hannukkah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Mischief Night Holiday Gift Ideas- Ironic?</title><content type='html'>What better day to start giving you guys ideas for Christmas gifts, right? LOL. It's &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mischief_night"&gt;Mischief Night&lt;/a&gt;- and if you pray for my decorations, I'll pray for yours lol. Tim bet me that the kids in the neighborhood would steal something- but I said no. I'm voting for the greater good. Plus I'll be up late and ready to beat some ass. I think I may borrow a water gun from my brothers and put some red food coloring in the water. That would be interesting. I have no life and it's official. *Edited to add that no, I didn't post this in time for mischief night - are you suprised that I'm late and disorganized? I didn't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was thinking it would be fun to post what I thought would make some really great gifts this year for Christmas, Hannukkah, Kwanzaa, or any other holiday you may celebrate. You can take my ideas with a grain of salt, but I have to pat myself on the back. I've found some really great and different stuff out there. So I figured that once or twice a week, I'd give some products my personal stamp of approval for holiday gift giving. I might create a button eventually, but for now it is what it is. Here are a couple of ideas for someone creative or different or just plain cute on your list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, &lt;a href="http://www.strappyart.com/"&gt;Strappy Art&lt;/a&gt;. Go ahead, check it out. I'll wait here. Isn't that the coolest idea? Don't you wish you thought of it?! Yeah, me too. But anyway- there is something for every female on &lt;a href="http://www.strappyart.com/"&gt;that site&lt;/a&gt;! Something for a young girl, a teenager, a mom, or even a grandma! I think it's a different and fun idea for a stocking stuffer, or an inexpensive gift. Secret Santa? All female grab bag? I think it's perfect. And check out the packaging. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/strappy%20art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/200/strappy%20art.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/strappy%20art%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/200/strappy%20art%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/strappy%20art%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/200/strappy%20art%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gorgeous, right? You don't even have to wrap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found this really cool site called &lt;a href="http://www.odditeaz.com/"&gt;Odditeaz&lt;/a&gt;. They have all sorts of unique t-shirts, funky apparel, creative t's, and eco friendly clothing.If you know an artist, are an artist, or are/know someone "crunchy" who would totally appreciate eco friendly clothes for themself, their man or woman, thier DOG!, or their son or daughter- this is the place to go. My favorite girl's shirt is &lt;a href="http://www.odditeaz.com/detail.jsp?item=M304P_BBb&amp;category=KG100"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;. I think that is a great message. As far as women's apparel goes, I totally heart this "&lt;a href="http://www.odditeaz.com/detail.jsp?item=1080_O_FF&amp;amp;category=WTA00"&gt;Inner Lunatic&lt;/a&gt;" tank. If you know a guy who's a bit of a rocker, or an individualist, this is the place to go. They really have some rockin' stuff. Seriously. No one is paying me to say that. Oh and Brooklyn said she loves &lt;a href="http://www.odditeaz.com/detail.jsp?item=DTSB07_O_C&amp;amp;category=DT100"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;- cuz Mommy loves her some shoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-5175657796552939660?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/5175657796552939660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=5175657796552939660&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/5175657796552939660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/5175657796552939660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/10/mischief-night-holiday-gift-ideas.html' title='Mischief Night Holiday Gift Ideas- Ironic?'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-8453249769998704131</id><published>2006-10-27T09:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:11:55.266-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.V.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommyhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>Questionable Commercials and More of Brooklyn's Cute Accessories</title><content type='html'>I've been meaning to post about this for a while...I won't name the HUGE fast food chain that I'm talking about, though this IS a free country- but you won't need me to tell you which one it is. So for the sake of this post, let's call them "Operation Clog Your Kids Arteries."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago I'm sitting on the couch watching T.V. Probably the Food Network. Anyway, an "Operation Clog Your Kids Arteries." commercial comes on. The little girl is putting on all sorts of crazy things and it reminded me of how I was when I was younger. I always wanted to wear something nuts. Anyway, the mom lets the girl wear what she wants (no harm in letting your kid show a little individuality) and they go out to "Operation Clog Your Kids Arteries." The moral of the commercial? You are gonna DIE. The mom says something in the voiceover about what going IN her daughter's belly being more important than what goes ON it. Then why the fuck are you taking her to "Operation Clog Your Kids Arteries" and feeding her lumps of processed, fried chicken chunks? Don't get me wrong, a little fast food here and there is great, but how DARE "Operation Clog Your Kids Arteries." make it seem like putting thier food in kids bellies was not only something that shouldn't be worried about, but something that was ACTUALLY GOOD FOR THEM?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, rant over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other strange things in my head? I was up at like 1:20 a.m. a few weekends ago watching T.V. Tim was watching next to me and an infomercial came on. What, you ask, kind of brilliant infomercial do they have on T.V. when all the axe murderers, psychos, and serial killers are up watching? A 500 piece knife set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to Brooklyn's accessories. Brooklyn was "rescued" from the &lt;a href="http://www.sabbathrescue.org/"&gt;Sabbath Memorial Dog Rescue in Miami, Florida&lt;/a&gt;. If you are in the area and are considering getting a dog or puppy, they do have puppies, they have plenty of animals to choose from. &lt;a href="http://search.petfinder.com/shelterSearch/shelterSearch.cgi?animal=&amp;breed=&amp;amp;age=&amp;size=&amp;amp;specialNeeds=&amp;declawedPets=&amp;amp;children=&amp;status=&amp;amp;amp;id=&amp;internal=&amp;amp;contact=&amp;name=&amp;amp;shelterid=FL331&amp;sort=&amp;amp;preview=1"&gt;Here is the current pet list&lt;/a&gt;. Robbie, the "owner" is such a nice guy. When we picked Brooklyn up he made sure to let us know they are a NO KILL rescue, and that if for any reason we couldn't handle keeping the dog (he must've known it was going to be trying!) that we could just call him and he would come get the dog. He also said that if we ran into any problems, to call him because Brooklyn was always a member of thier family. So consider adopting a rescued dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the point of reminding you that we adopted Brooklyn was so I could show you &lt;a href="http://us.st11.yimg.com/us.st.yimg.com/I/yhst-80190237672630_1918_2738947"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; charm. I got it &lt;a href="http://www.bigpawdesigns.com/pecoch.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;- at &lt;a href="http://www.bigpawdesigns.com/"&gt;Big Paw Designs&lt;/a&gt;. Again, not an affiliate, just passing along. The charm is SO cute, and such great quality. They have a lot of other "&lt;a href="http://www.bigpawdesigns.com/rethit.html"&gt;rescue themed items&lt;/a&gt;" and also TONS of other cute charms- Princess, King, Pampered- and even some funny ones (Talk to the Tail, Rub My Belly, I Dig, etc.). There are tons of other items on the site - magnets, keychains, toys, picture frames, etc. Oh! And don't forget your pet during the &lt;a href="http://www.bigpawdesigns.com/hothit.html"&gt;holidays&lt;/a&gt;! They also have a &lt;a href="http://www.bigpawdesigns.com/photocontest.html"&gt;Pet Photo Contest&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-8453249769998704131?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/8453249769998704131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=8453249769998704131&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/8453249769998704131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/8453249769998704131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/10/questionable-commercials-and-more-of.html' title='Questionable Commercials and More of Brooklyn&apos;s Cute Accessories'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-5014717724261178641</id><published>2006-10-24T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:12:25.627-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>NasTeeDog, Nasty Owner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/brooklyn%20nastee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/200/brooklyn%20nastee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/nasteedog%20brooklyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/200/nasteedog%20brooklyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like to make sure Leah looks cute, so why would I be any different with Brooklyn? LOL. Check out her new &lt;a href="http://www.nasteedog.com/"&gt;NasTeeDog T-shirt&lt;/a&gt;. It says "Wanna Nibble on My Kibbles?" Tell me that isn't just like me- dirty mind! Kathryn at &lt;a href="http://www.nasteedog.com/"&gt;NasTeeDog.com&lt;/a&gt; made me the most adorable custom T-shirt for Brooklyn- check it out- it even has her picture on it!! If you have a dog, your &lt;a href="http://www.nasteedog.com/"&gt;NasTee&lt;/a&gt;, and so is your pup, head on over there because she's got what you want! I know I'm a happy &lt;a href="http://www.nasteedog.com/"&gt;NasTee&lt;/a&gt; puppy mommy! I also have a button in my sidebar for all of you out there looking for some risquee dog t-shirts for your pup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, Leah knows "circle" and "heart" and almost knows square. Her new thing is to kiss EVERYTHING she loves. For some reason, this includes my "boobies." And in public. She actually leaned in and kissed my boobs at Walmart- loudly said "MUUUUUAAAH. I kiss you boobies!" and smiled. Yeah. Must've learned it from daddy. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot- (this is edited to add)- I got the cutest new pocketbook -it came on Saturday. Here's a picture:&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/blogger2/3713/2867/200/purse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And check out the inside- it's HUGE! That's a PHONE BOOK in there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/200/inside%20purse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Of course, this doesn't help my shoulder problem, lol. But it DOES give me a fashionable option for a diaper bag! Can't beat that with a stick! If you want one just like it, I'm sorry to say you can't get one. The reason is that the &lt;a href="http://www.uniquehandbags4less.com/"&gt;website I got it from&lt;/a&gt; imports their bags and they are truly unique. I seriously doubt you'll see someone walking around your town with the same bag as you. So if you're like me and you are the kind of girl who loves having stuff no one else does, try the site- &lt;a href="http://www.uniquehandbags4less.com/"&gt;Unique Handbags 4 Less&lt;/a&gt;. So if you like the idea of a bag doubling as a diaper bag, I suggest the &lt;a href="http://www.uniquehandbags4less.com/catalog.php/UniqueHandbags4Less/dt/pd322421"&gt;Mauricio Taiuti&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(oh and NO, I'm not an affiliate for any of these- I'm just passing along some great stuff that I found! The holidays are coming- so I figured why not share, right?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-5014717724261178641?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/5014717724261178641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=5014717724261178641&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/5014717724261178641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/5014717724261178641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/10/nasteedog-nasty-owner.html' title='NasTeeDog, Nasty Owner!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-6042095009920733344</id><published>2006-10-19T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:12:41.241-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>Puppy Photos, As Requested</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/kikic.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/200/kikic.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm still cleaning up after the dog, the boyfriend, and the daughter- but things are looking up! At least I'm comfortable doing it now! I got the most comfortable shoe/slippers and a matching &lt;a href="http://www.kikic.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=products.496&amp;deptID=86&amp;amp;x=2046575&amp;startrow=1"&gt;bandana&lt;/a&gt; for Brooklyn yesterday in the mail from &lt;a href="http://www.kikic.com/"&gt;Kiki*C&lt;/a&gt;! I am telling you these are the answer to everything for me LOL. If you've ever come home from a long day of wearing heels or being on your feet- these are so nice to slip into. So now I have a &lt;a href="http://www.kikic.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=products.488&amp;amp;deptID=85"&gt;comfy pair of shoes &lt;/a&gt;to take Brooklyn for walks in and to wear around the house! That's right, they are made to be worn inside AND outside! You can't do that with a fuzzy slipper- and you surely can't walk the dog in fuzzy slippers without getting looks from the neighbors! And Brooklyn has some &lt;a href="http://www.kikic.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=departments.86&amp;x=1447198"&gt;Fur Baby Couture&lt;/a&gt; to match! Oh, and I have never seen nicer packaging in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&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/blogger2/3713/2867/200/the%20shoes%20and%20bandana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/200/brooklyn%20loves%20them%20too%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;See, Brooklyn loves them, too! (pay no attention to my kitchen's flashback tribute to the Disco 70's LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As requested, here are some more pictures of my new baby! Who doesn't love cute puppy pictures, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here she is peeking under the gate:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/200/brooklyn%20peeking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And here she is outside playing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/200/brooklyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And here she is taking a rest in her crate!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/200/brooklyn%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's last night's dinner (because I'm THAT big of a loser) LOL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/blogger2/3713/2867/200/im%20a%20loser.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got these really cute (and healthy) ABC french fries at Target. They are &lt;a href="http://www.iansnaturalfoods.com/index.html"&gt;Ian's&lt;/a&gt; and they also make sweet potato fries, fish sticks and chicken nuggets. I know they make other stuff, but I haven't found it in the store yet. When I do, I'll be trying it all! The price is nice, and they are all natural, preservative free, etc.&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/23490177-6042095009920733344?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/6042095009920733344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=6042095009920733344&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/6042095009920733344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/6042095009920733344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/10/puppy-photos-as-requested.html' title='Puppy Photos, As Requested'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-5753145470204776597</id><published>2006-10-16T14:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:12:56.053-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommyhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leah'/><title type='text'>We brought home a new baby this weekend!</title><content type='html'>Well, the puppy is here! She's adorable and sweet, and it turns out she has &lt;a href="http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/07/two-steps-forward-one-giant-step-back.html"&gt;something in common with Leah&lt;/a&gt;. LOL. Hopefully, like Leah she'll stop. Leah only did it once. The dog, however, has made it a habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name? Well she didn't feel or look like a Duchess OR a Jersey. We thought and nixed and searched the internet and said nope. I wanted Aurora (like the princess in &lt;em&gt;Sleeping Beauty&lt;/em&gt;- because all she did the first day was sleep). Tim said he didn't like it. I wanted Bianca, which means white in Italian. Tim nixed it. Seeing a pattern here? LOL. So we finally agreed on a name. It was a name that I wanted to use for Leah that Tim voted RIDICULOUS. So it was a PERFECT name for a dog! Brooklyn! It kind of pays homage to our "up north roots" even though I've never set foot in Brooklyn lol. But Tim and I do love NYC, and I've always loved Brooklyn as a name. It really suits her, too. She's tough. A little beat up (she's got ringworm so the patches make her look really beat up. And she has black markings under her eyes which make her look like she got into a fist fight LOL). And she's definitely got that NY/NJ attitude. She is a bit of a cry baby- but she'll grow out of that. I hope. Leah did. Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part is keeping Leah and her separated because of the ringworm. I know you're thinking I'm a bad mommy for taking her home when I have my daughter. BUT- I checked, double checked, and triple checked with the pediatrician, the vet, and the internet before I made the decision. I almost didn't take her home. But that face! And to be honest, even though the girl who was fostering her was really sweet- I don't think she really wanted to do it anymore. She said she kept her outside at night in her kennel, and that she was constantly digging in her backyard. I think that's where she got the ringworm- from the dirt. I read that dogs can get ringworm from infected soil. So anyway, I couldn't, in good conscience, leave our precious new baby there. In a place where they didn't have the time to give her that she needed. Brooklyn caught the ringworm at her house and she wasn't even treating it the way she should have been. The antifungal cream was supposed to go on twice a day. She says she was doing it once. The spray the vet gave her for the dog- she was doing it once a day- again, it was supposed to be twice a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we took her home. She's being kept in the kitchen (which is tiled) and Leah is not allowed to touch her. It's killing me to see them wanting to play with each other so badly- but they just can't yet. So Tim vacuums constantly, and we just keep cleaning the kitchen floor with 1/2 bleach, 1/2 water to kill the fungus spores. She should be cured in a week or two. She actually shouldn't have even still had it. She's had it for about 3 weeks, and to be honest, from the looks of how bad she has it, I think the girl who was fostering her was forgetting days. If we had left her there until she was better, she never would've gotten better. So I regret nothing. Our new baby is home, and pretty soon she'll be able to play with her "sister!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I feel like I have another baby. I seriously feel like I have a new infant in the house! I have to get up with her in the middle of the night because she starts crying around 2 a.m. She is definitely high maintenance, let me tell you. LOL. But I don't mind- I love her! I loved her when I first saw her when we went down to choose a puppy from the litter...and as soon as we went to pick her up I fell even harder! That face...oh man her face. And Leah ADORES her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-5753145470204776597?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/5753145470204776597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=5753145470204776597&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/5753145470204776597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/5753145470204776597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/10/we-brought-home-new-baby-this-weekend.html' title='We brought home a new baby this weekend!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-105521009691245564</id><published>2006-10-05T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T14:46:38.150-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.V.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>A Few Things I Just Can't Stop Thinking About...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First, why does Mario Lopez insist on wearing &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/dancing/images/gallery/danceteams/gallery.html?photo=15"&gt;women's shirts&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/dancing/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dancing With the Stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Okay so maybe they aren't women's shirts, but those &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/dancing/images/gallery/302/gallery.html?photo=6"&gt;low&lt;/a&gt; v neck lines are showing a little too much man boob for me (he's got a great body but that doesn't mean I need to see his pec cleavage).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm on the subject of &lt;em&gt;Dancing With the Stars&lt;/em&gt;...can someone tell me what Joey Lawrence was thinking cutting off his beautiful hair???! No one said he had to keep the early 90's look, but he looked nice with the shorter hair...What's with the Mr. Clean look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the subject of T.V...why does &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/food/hosts_celebrity_chefs/article/0,1974,FOOD_9889_1842136,00.html"&gt;Giada De Laurentiis&lt;/a&gt; insist on pronouncing everything with an Italian accent (spa gay tee!)? She was born in Italy, we know that. But she moved when she was FIVE!! And duh, we can tell you don't have an Italian accent when you talk! My grandma is straight off the boat and she doesn't say spaghetti like that. She doesn't say mootsarell either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anrdoezrs.net/click-2121876-10420955?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.oldnavy.com%2Fbrowse%2Fproduct.do%3Fpid%3D435259%26cid%3D5417%26tid%3D2%26ap%3D2%26siteID%3D%25zp&amp;cjsku=435259" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img alt="Old Navy Women's Long Sparkle Tanks" src="http://www.oldnavy.com/Asset_Archive/ONWeb/Assets/Product/435/435259/main/on435259-04p01v01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This tank is so hot. I heart it and will be purchasing. 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://www.lduhtrp.net/image-2121876-10420955" width="1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0743254813?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=0743254813"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 105px; HEIGHT: 125px" height="167" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/flay.jpg" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's right Flay...Grill that shit. He's got 125 ways people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-105521009691245564?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/105521009691245564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=105521009691245564&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/105521009691245564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/105521009691245564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/10/few-things-i-just-cant-stop-thinking.html' title='A Few Things I Just Can&apos;t Stop Thinking About...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-3201695771697087632</id><published>2006-10-02T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T13:32:54.291-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confessions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clay Aiken'/><title type='text'>Where You'll Find a Laugh and A Place to Fess Up...</title><content type='html'>It's time to fess up. I'm going to. I'm not going to hold anything back. I'll tell you who. I'll tell you when. And I'll damn sure tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. My. GAH. What is she talking about? Is she a cheater? NOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've talked about strange crushes before. You all already know I HEART CLAY AIKEN. What you don't know is who else I have a strange crush on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently admitted to Tim that I have been finding myself looking at &lt;a href="http://www.bobbyflay.com/"&gt;Bobby Flay&lt;/a&gt; a little too long lately. Red hair? Thick NY accent? But the man COOKS! And he LIKES IT! So I've been watching &lt;em&gt;Boy Meets Grill&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Throwdown&lt;/em&gt; an awful lot lately. Hey, he can cook people. And I'm sure it's not sexual. It's purely about the food people. I'm sure Tim would do Martha Stuart for a sandwich. He actually said so. And with the emphasis we put on food at this house, I couldn't blame him. That bitch makes a mean sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Don't gag. Don't think I'm weird. I have a thing for the &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/tv/shows/kingofqueens/index.php"&gt;King of Queens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. That's right people, I think &lt;a href="http://www.bearsandbellies.com/kevin_james.jpg"&gt;Kevin James&lt;/a&gt; is hilarious. So there's a little more of him to love...but he's funny!!! I guess that's why I dig him so much. In a way, he reminds me of Tim (personality wise, not looks) and I think that's why I have the crush on Kevin James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's your turn. Who are you crushing on these days that you are (or someone else is) finding a strange attraction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pillsbury.com/AaLL/dancingdoughboy.aspx?WT.mc_id=FRD&amp;amp;p=lI2z8wRs5FRsJXBo6wQGpA=="&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is awesome. I made it myself and you can make your own, too! 'Nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-3201695771697087632?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/3201695771697087632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=3201695771697087632&amp;isPopup=true' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/3201695771697087632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/3201695771697087632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/10/where-youll-find-laugh-and-place-to.html' title='Where You&apos;ll Find a Laugh and A Place to Fess Up...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-7668183695098918340</id><published>2006-09-26T10:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T10:33:49.543-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clay Aiken'/><title type='text'>Dog Names, Canned Spinach and Clay Aiken!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/new%20puppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/320/new%20puppy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I'm happy to announce that we found a beautiful puppy. She is, at present, 5 weeks old. She was born on August 22 and we will be picking her up 2 Saturdays from now. She is a mixed breed. Mom is some sort of shepherd mix and dad is unknown, but we think she looks a LOT like an American Bulldog, so we assume as much. The only problem is that we can't decide on a name! What are some really cute dog names that you can suggest? What about some different or unique dog names? We have a couple of ideas. If you like any of my ideas below, please vote in the poll. If not, I'd love suggestions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" src="http://polls.blogflux.com/poll.php?poll=5090&amp;width=200&amp;amp;amp;height=285&amp;padding=5&amp;amp;bgcolor=%23FFFFFF&amp;borderwidth=1&amp;amp;bordercolor=%231CC6C6&amp;fontsize=12&amp;amp;amp;graphcolor=%23711C38&amp;graphtextcolor=%23000000&amp;amp;doublespace=0&amp;linkmap=1" frameborder="0" width="212" scrolling="no" height="297"&gt;&lt;a href="http://polls.blogflux.com/poll-5090.html"&gt;Take the poll&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://polls.blogflux.com/"&gt;Free Poll by Blog Flux&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Totally off topic now, I have a random question. I know we aren't supposed to be eating bagged spinach because of the e. coli outbreak. Like many others, I am SO CRAVING it, but that's beside the point. What I want to know is, can I eat canned spinach or frozen spinach? Anyone know for sure? I'm not looking for a guess. I have a can of spinach on my pantry and a killer meatloaf recipe that just might kill us if said can of spinach is &lt;em&gt;tainted&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now on to the most important part:CLAY AIKEN. I bought his new album &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fdp%2FB000HA4AAO%3Ftag%3Dmomdoeitall-20%26camp%3D0%26creative%3D0%26linkCode%3Das1%26creativeASIN%3DB000HA4AAO%26adid%3D0W04FDD70V4T1GM4J7MG%26&amp;amp;amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;"A Thousand Different Ways,"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; and I'm telling you guys. You really should buy it. He doesn't sound as show tune-y on this album (not that I care because I love everything he sings, and every WAY he sings) so people who didn't like his sound before might really love this CD. He remade a lot of really great songs like "When I See You Smile" by Bad English, "Everything I Do, I Do It For You," and my personal favorite remake on the album, "I Want To Know What Love Is." The four originals are really great, too! I just want to know who Kristy is, because he wrote "To Kristy" before"When I See You Smile" in the CD jacket. Perhaps it was a misprint, and he meant to put "To &lt;strong&gt;Kristen&lt;/strong&gt;, I love you and thank you for your support and love! I can't wait to come meet you. Love, Clay." I'm so sure.&lt;/p&gt;&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/23490177-7668183695098918340?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7668183695098918340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=7668183695098918340&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7668183695098918340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7668183695098918340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/09/dog-names-canned-spinach-and-clay-aiken.html' title='Dog Names, Canned Spinach and Clay Aiken!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-5417315038454276268</id><published>2006-09-19T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T10:04:43.055-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>Pictures, Presents and Puppies</title><content type='html'>First, I have to tell you guys about the CUTEST book that I ordered and got in the mail last week. These &lt;a href="http://www.printakid.com/"&gt;personalized books for children&lt;/a&gt; are made by &lt;a href="http://www.printakid.com/"&gt;Printakid&lt;/a&gt;. When you go to the website, you get to choose your story and then input information about your child (or neice, nephew, grandchild,etc.) such as hair color, eye color, etc. You also get to add Mom and Dad as characters, and 3 friends names! It takes about 1-4 weeks, so make sure you order them early! Here are some pictures of the book we ordered for Leah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/nevernight%20frame%20pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/320/nevernight%20frame%20pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/title%20page%20frame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/320/title%20page%20frame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/dedication%20frame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/320/dedication%20frame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We really love this personalized book and were so happy with it when it came in the mail. The story is fun and cute, and the illustrations are so bright and colorful. I highly reccomend &lt;a href="http://www.printakid.com/"&gt;Printakid&lt;/a&gt; for a special gift for a special child in your life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;_____________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On another note, I realized I haven't posted any pictures for a while. Here are some recent shots of Leah that I'm printing out to send to my dad (he still doesn't have a computer!! Can you believe it?!?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/leah%20face%20frame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/320/leah%20face%20frame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Something on her nose...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;******************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/silly%20smile%20leah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/320/silly%20smile%20leah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Silly smile!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;******************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/leah%20huh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/320/leah%20huh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;******************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/leah%20posing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/320/leah%20posing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah posing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;******************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/1600/mom%20and%20leah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3713/2867/320/mom%20and%20leah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah and mom looking bad with no makeup on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;******************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Please excuse that last picture. I didn't have a stitch of makeup on, but I really wanted to get a picture of the two of us for my dad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So we're trying to adopt a puppy for Leah. Okay, it's for me. LOL. But Leah loves dogs, too, and she's really good with them. She doesn't approach strange dogs, she doesn't pull ears or tails, she offers a dog her hand to sniff (mommy taught her that thanks to &lt;a href="http://chickychickybaby.blogspot.com/2006/09/only-you-can-prevent-dog-bites.html"&gt;Mrs. Chicky&lt;/a&gt;) and she knows how to be "nice" to dogs, thanks to Nana having &lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Family/sammyfloating.jpg"&gt;Sammy&lt;/a&gt;. Here are a few prospects. We're trying to get a younger dog, partially because we really want Leah and the dog to grow up together, and partially because when you adopt a dog, you never can tell what it's background is. I don't want to test out whether or not a dog has been abused on my child. If we didn't have a child in the house, we'd adopt probably every dog in the shelter if it were up to me, lol. But alas, we cannot. So I search for a puppy. Preferably one who is 35 lbs. or under because we have restrictions here. So far, as you can &lt;a href="http://search.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=7029460"&gt;see&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://search.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=7029513"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://search.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=6603730"&gt;are&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://search.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=7029341"&gt;some&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://search.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=7028709"&gt;awfully&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://search.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=7028717"&gt;cute&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://search.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=6920106"&gt;candidates&lt;/a&gt;. The program that I found is actually a foster program. The dogs don't stay in a shelter, which is nice. They stay with actual families. We're just working on finding a puppy that "fits" our family. Who do you love the most? I can't decide. It all depends on how big they anticipate some of them will be, and if they are still available for adoption. Any advice?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-5417315038454276268?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/5417315038454276268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=5417315038454276268&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/5417315038454276268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/5417315038454276268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/09/pictures-presents-and-puppies.html' title='Pictures, Presents and Puppies'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-4701221389030998312</id><published>2006-09-15T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T15:36:00.125-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>Christmas in September!</title><content type='html'>Quick! Turn down the speakers on your computer. Can you hear it?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You - "What am I listening for you nutjob?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you! It's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FCarlos-Santana-Women-Devotion-Leopard%2Fdp%2FB000B1FK7G%2Fsr%3D1-6%2Fqid%3D1158438700%2Fref%3Dsr%5F1%5F6%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dapparel&amp;amp;amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; calling my name, that's what! The title of my post might mislead you. No, I'm not getting any presents (but in case Tim is reading this post, I'll take one of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FKitchenAid-KN15E1XPS-Foundation-Accolade-Stand%2Fdp%2FB0007DA8U2%2Fref%3Dsr%5F11%5F1%3Fie%3DUTF8&amp;amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt;, and a pair of &lt;a href="http://www.kqzyfj.com/click-2121876-10423000?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.couturecandy.com%2F7-for-all-mankind%2Fdojo-jean-in-katmandu%2Fproduct.html&amp;amp;cjsku=14347" target="_top"&gt;these jeans&lt;/a&gt;. Oh and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FWhite-Genuine-square-Tourmaline-Diamond%2Fdp%2FB000807TY2%2Fsr%3D1-48%2Fqid%3D1158437951%2Fref%3Dsr%5F1%5F48%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Djewelry&amp;amp;amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;this ring!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; would be great, too). What I mean by Christmas in September is that every year around this time I start to make a list in my head, which then goes into Word. I make a list of what I want for Christmas. No, I'm not 6 years old, but damnit who said I had to stop making a list? Santa still gets to make a list! That fat bastard even gets to check it twice! Well guess what? I must make a million changes to that list before I hand it over to anyone who asks, "So what do you want for Christmas this year?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's a lie. I mainly only give it to my mom, my dad, and Tim. Well actually I make 3 separate lists, one for each of them. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond my own list, I also start making a list of what I want to get for everyone on my buying list. Here's what I've got so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim: We've discussed me buying something like &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FPOWERLINE-PHG1000W-Home-Gym-SHIPPING%2Fdp%2FB0002EACES%2Fsr%3D8-5%2Fqid%3D1158441331%2Fref%3Dpd%5Fbbs%5F5%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dsporting-goods&amp;amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; (minus the chick) for him, but I've also got some other ideas (I can't share them because with my luck he IS actually reading this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom: She loves shoes and cooking. So I (okay, Tim) found &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FPink-Server-Shoe-Pizazz-Collection%2Fdp%2FB00078BQDU%2Fsr%3D8-3%2Fqid%3D1158440180%2Fref%3Dsr%5F1%5F3%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dhome-garden&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; (you're gonna DIE!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stepdad: He's a businessman (I work for him), and Alitalia lost his bag when they flew to Rome for their cruise this summer. The bag just so happened to contain most of his business suits, ties, shirts, etc. So I was thinking something like &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2F100%2525-Silver-Tie-Cufflink-Handkerchief-NeckTie-Hanky%2Fdp%2FB000FCGZNO%2Fsr%3D1-1%2Fqid%3D1158441679%2Fref%3Dsr%5F1%5F1%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dapparel&amp;amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FKenneth-Cole-Unlisted-Spread-Collar%2Fdp%2FB000EDI62C%2Fref%3Dpd%5Fsim%5Fa%5F1%3Fie%3DUTF8&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far that's all I've come up with. My dad likes motorcycles, drinks lots of coffee and smokes, and I'm trying to get him to move to Florida- any suggestions? I haven't even thought about appropriate toys, etc. for Leah yet. She does love &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FDanawares-Backyardigans-Dinnerware-Placemat%2Fdp%2FB000HRC5QS%2Fsr%3D1-7%2Fqid%3D1158438400%2Fref%3Dsr%5F1%5F7%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dtoys-and-games&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;this annoying and flourescent group&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FTy-40218-SpongeBob-TuxedoPants%2Fdp%2FB000FQ8HO0%2Fsr%3D1-7%2Fqid%3D1158438341%2Fref%3Dsr%5F1%5F7%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dtoys-and-games&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;this handsome dude&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; though. Both of my brothers will probably get some type of clothing but I haven't figured that out yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FMBT-Lifestyle-Blue-Powerbelt-Purchase%2Fdp%2FB0009XVSGS%2Fref%3Dpd%5Fsbs%5Fa%5F2%3Fie%3DUTF8&amp;amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;What the FUCK are these?!?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So has anyone else started thinking about what they want or what they're getting for anyone else for Christmas yet? Or am I a psycho? Well we know I'm a psycho, but I mean because of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-4701221389030998312?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/4701221389030998312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=4701221389030998312&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/4701221389030998312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/4701221389030998312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/09/christmas-in-september.html' title='Christmas in September!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-1073606402841039007</id><published>2006-09-13T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T11:14:33.321-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad habits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>I Need A New Bad Habit (a previously untitled mess)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I totally had an idea for what I wanted to post in my head today. Now I'm blank. I had the title, and even most of the post rolling around in my head today. What the fuck? Oh there we go. I just remembered it! The word FUCK reminded me, believe it or not. Let me just head up to my title section...there we go. All titled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official. I need a new bad habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to smoke. A LOT. Like a pack and a half a day. I didn't start smoking until I was 18. Stupid, I know! But the point isn't when or why or where I started, it's that I quit. I quit when I found out I was pregnant, but went right back into it after I had Leah (secretly, of course- and by secretly I mean that everyone except Tim knew about it). Tim hates cigarettes, the smell and the smoke- oh and the taste. Needless to say, there wasn't a hell of a lot of affection going on. We had tons of fights about it, so I quit. Mind you, he hasn't been great about keeping his end of the bargain (I won't get into what his end was)- and sometimes that makes me want to smoke again. But I won't start back up again. I won't give him the satisfaction! But I do also get some strongish urges when I have stressful days like these past few have been. Case and point: &lt;p&gt;First: Our mail forward from our old address? NEVER WENT THROUGH! No one contacted us- I had to contact the USPS to find out that the home office never got our forwarding forms. What the fuck? I had to put them in all over again. They are really lucky that there wasn't someone new living at our apartment, reading our mail!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Second: While at the post office, Leah filled up her diaper with pee (because she whined for juice the whole way there, and I stupidly, gave it to her)- and then the diaper proceeded to fail and empty what contents it couldn't soak up right ONTO MY SHIRT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Third: I woke up this morning, all set to go to the store to get what I needed to make &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/food/recipes/recipe/0,,FOOD_9936_13641,00.html"&gt;Chicken Saltimbocca &lt;/a&gt;(yum-I make it a little differently- I do the Rachel Ray version-but they didn't have it up on the site for some reason!! Stupid.). Tim taken the debit card (which I knew about because he needed to get gas- that was fine-it's his card anyway)- It was fine because I didn't need to get cash out. I &lt;strike&gt;have&lt;/strike&gt; had some cash in my wallet left over from my check. See the HAD? Tim left me with $9. What am I supposed to get with $9? I needed to get wipes! He redeemed himself by coming home with a case of wipes and a new stroller. Bastard. I was all set to be pissed off. Still no Saltimbocca unless I get off my ass and go to Publix across the street. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So what, you ask, does this have to do with needing to find myself a new bad habit? I also have another bad habit that I have to stop. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In case you didn't fucking notice, I also have a bad mouth. So does Tim. And now? So does our daughter. Not good. She has started repeating a few choice words, and I don't like it. It was funny at first, but now? Not so much. It's all my fault (and Tim's!!) and I have to stop cursing now (at least in front of her - don't fucking expect me to stop on here!!). So, there you go. That's why I need to find a new bad habit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't smoke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't curse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't drink all day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What bad habit can I adopt that will help me with my every day stress? And those three examples are only the tip of the iceburg lately...let's just say Leah has no health insurance now and no one bothered to notify me so I could fix it before her next pediatrician appointment. But that's another can of fucking fucker worms.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't suggest chocolate - I already have that habit- which isn't a bad habit, by the way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-1073606402841039007?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/1073606402841039007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=1073606402841039007&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/1073606402841039007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/1073606402841039007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-need-new-bad-habit-previously.html' title='I Need A New Bad Habit (a previously untitled mess)'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-7375201088218097226</id><published>2006-09-10T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T18:40:16.626-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>What To Wear To A Wedding In March...and My Apology</title><content type='html'>First, I have to apologize for the crappy fact that most of you are having horrible problems commenting since I switched to Beta. If you have a burning question or comment to add, feel free to email me using the link in my left column. I love getting email- especially from all of my favorite bloggifriends! I love you girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I have been hella busy with work (which is &lt;strong&gt;great &lt;/strong&gt;because that means more money) so I have been pretty bad at blogging lately. I promise to visit and comment (albeit as an "&lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt;" instead of a "&lt;em&gt;blogger&lt;/em&gt;" which BLOWS and better be fixed soon!- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you hear me blogger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;???!) as soon as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we may be attending a wedding in March. We weren't formally invited, but the bride said "you should come," because when the invites went out we didn't know them. So, if she mentions it to me again, we might go. So I've put together a few dress options. I'm not sure exactly HOW fancy it is, but she did mention it was $140 a head to my mom. Kinda cheesy to mention how much it cost, right? I don't even know if we can AFFORD to attend such an expensive wedding, but just in case...Keep in mind that I'm about 5'5" and average build, except my boobs, which are on the big side. So what dress and shoe combo do you feel would look best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;iframe style="WIDTH: 120px; HEIGHT: 240px" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=B000EFDFQM&amp;IS1=1&amp;amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;lc1=0000ff&amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=ffffff&amp;f=ifr" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;a href="http://beta.blogger.com/" camp=" creative=" path=" tag=" 20href=" link_code="&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;l=as2&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;o=1&amp;a=B000FFI6N8" width="1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;iframe style="WIDTH: 120px; HEIGHT: 240px" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=B000FFI6N8&amp;IS1=1&amp;amp;amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;lc1=0000ff&amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=ffffff&amp;f=ifr" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Dress A and Shoe A&lt;/a&gt;: A pebble colored twist front surplice knee length dress, and a peep toe pump with a great buckle detail. I would go for the brown/dk brown or brown/bronze leather, unless someone thinks another color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;iframe style="WIDTH: 120px; HEIGHT: 240px" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=B0006DR00O&amp;IS1=1&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;lc1=0000ff&amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=ffffff&amp;f=ifr" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;iframe style="WIDTH: 120px; HEIGHT: 240px" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=momdoeitall-20&amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=B0006VT2JI&amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;lc1=0000ff&amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=ffffff&amp;f=ifr" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Dress B and Shoe B: A simple black dress with bow detail and a sexy little stiletto pump with an ankle strap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dpbolvw.net/click-2121876-10423000?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.couturecandy.com%2Fkaranina%2Fbraided-convertible-dress-in-teal%2Fproduct.html&amp;cjsku=14317" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.couturecandy.com/store/assets/karanina/krna-k63559c-teal-fnt.jpg" border="0" alt="Braided Convertible Dress in Teal"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lduhtrp.net/image-2121876-10423000" width="1" height="1" border="0"/&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.anrdoezrs.net/click-2121876-10367535?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.shoebuy.com%2Fsb%2Fs.jsp%3FStyle%3D170398%26Substyle%3D388214&amp;cjsku=388214" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shoebuy.com/pi/color/color170398_95682_lg.jpg" border="0" alt="Colorful Creations 7102 (Women's) - Silver/Pink"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tqlkg.com/image-2121876-10367535" width="1" height="1" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress C and Shoe C: A really fun turquoise dress (I'm a huge turquoise fan) with a 70's feel. Since the dress really steals the show, a simple slide stiletto. It's still fun, though- cuz it's pink!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-7375201088218097226?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7375201088218097226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=7375201088218097226&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7375201088218097226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7375201088218097226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-to-wear-to-wedding-in-marchand-my.html' title='What To Wear To A Wedding In March...and My Apology'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-2906671239260954618</id><published>2006-09-08T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T18:26:45.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Men Behaving Dadly</title><content type='html'>I got an email from Hogan Hilling, a dad, an author, and a motivational speaker who is co-writing his second book with a mom, Jesse Rutherford, titled "What Moms Want Dads to Know About Them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is about moms for dads, and they are gathering information through this &lt;a href="http://whatmomswantdadstoknow.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog &lt;/a&gt;. They've promised to personally read all comments that are posted and may even publish them in the book. So, if you're like me (and basically any other mom out there)- you probably have concerns or questions or problems with how your husband or boyfriend "dads." If you have issues with how your spouse or partner parents, this is the place to go to discuss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inspiration for this book came from thier first book, "Men Behaving Dadly: What Dads Want Moms to Know About Them" (due out Summer 2007). According to Hogan, this book "gives moms and in-depth look into a father‘s perspective on caring for a baby and parenting." For more info about the book you can log on to the &lt;a href="http://www.menbehavingdadly.blogspot.com/"&gt;Men Behaving Dadly Blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, some of the Beta bugs are worked out- as you can see I have some of my ads back up. Other than that, I still can't comment on non Beta blogs unless I check "other." This is ridiculous. I am NOT an OTHER. I'm on BLOGGER, aren't I? Why did they release beta if it wasn't ready? And why won't they respond to any of my emails? Grrrrrrrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-2906671239260954618?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/2906671239260954618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=2906671239260954618&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/2906671239260954618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/2906671239260954618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-got-email-from-hogan-hilling-dad.html' title='Men Behaving Dadly'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-7690812295492121171</id><published>2006-09-06T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T15:29:50.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger "Known Issues"</title><content type='html'>I just wanted everyone to know that Blogger beta has been WONDERFUL to me (sarcasm). Apparently I cannot comment on non-beta blogger blogs as of yet. That is also probably why everyone is having problems commenting on my blog as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am visiting everyone, but I can't let you know I'm there just yet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking want to switch back to regular blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-7690812295492121171?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/7690812295492121171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=7690812295492121171&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7690812295492121171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/7690812295492121171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/09/blogger-known-issues.html' title='Blogger &quot;Known Issues&quot;'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-8093697495498702303</id><published>2006-09-05T00:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T00:43:39.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's My Celebrity Boob Twin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Celebrity Boob Twin:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whosyourcelebrityboobtwinquiz/36d.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen Electra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whosyourcelebrityboobtwinquiz/"&gt;Who's Your Celebrity Boob Twin?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I were her &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; twin...So who is &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; boob twin?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-8093697495498702303?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/8093697495498702303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=8093697495498702303&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/8093697495498702303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/8093697495498702303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/09/whos-my-celebrity-boob-twin.html' title='Who&apos;s My Celebrity Boob Twin?'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-4725328210123915424</id><published>2006-09-02T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T13:38:03.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swap Thing and Other Randomness</title><content type='html'>Check out what I found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="120" height="60"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.swapthing.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.swapthing.com/images/common/ Links_W_2.gif" width="120" height="60" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random Stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Leah counted to 5 yesterday! I'm as suprised as you are! She doesn't know what it means, but that kid sure does love to count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I reported the gas station across the street from us because they're charging $3.19 for regular gas and everyone else is charging around $3.05 (high) and the lower priced stations are only charging $2.89. You know it's sad when you say ONLY $2.89!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You should really try Carvel's "Cake Mix" ice cream. Soooo good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do you ever feel bad when people ask how old your baby or toddler is and you can't pinpoint the exact month? Leah is somewhere around 16 or 17 months- but I don't know the exact number. Does this make me a bad mom?!? I need to go to one of those "ages and stages" sites to find out her exact age. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-4725328210123915424?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/4725328210123915424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=4725328210123915424&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/4725328210123915424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/4725328210123915424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/09/swap-thing-and-other-randomness.html' title='Swap Thing and Other Randomness'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-8901065912032065613</id><published>2006-08-31T12:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T13:30:54.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First, I feel I have to redeem myself so I don't lose anybody LOL. The whole Clay Aiken thing- it's the one thing I like that people make fun of. Please don't hate me or stop reading my blog, LOL. I still love lots of the same things as you all!! I'll prove it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For those who love shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=%2Fgp%2Fproduct%2FB000HRB14U%2Fref%3Dpd_ys_ir_a_fb_6%3Fie%3DUTF8"&gt;these sexy shoes&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=%2Fgp%2Fproduct%2FB000FT1PTG%2Fref%3Dpd_ys_ir_a_fb_2%3Fie%3DUTF8"&gt;these adorable flip flops&lt;/a&gt;, would totally wear &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=%2Fgp%2Fproduct%2FB000ASGL1Y%2Fref%3Dpd_ys_ir_a_fb_1%3Fie%3DUTF8"&gt;these (if they weren't mens LOL)&lt;/a&gt;, and am SO buying &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=%2Fgp%2Fproduct%2FB000BT8W6O%2Fref%3Dpd_ys_ir_a_fb_7%3Fie%3DUTF8"&gt;these hot ass sneaks&lt;/a&gt; in creme/camel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;For those who love purses, handbags, pocketbooks, or whatever you like to call 'em&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.tkqlhce.com/click-2121876-10423000?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.couturecandy.com%2Flesa-wallace%2Flarge-prosperity-bag%2Fproduct.html&amp;cjsku=13994" target="_top"&gt;Large Prosperity Bag&lt;/a&gt; is so hot and if I had the dough, I'd so buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And as far as clothes go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;These&lt;a href="http://www.jdoqocy.com/click-2121876-10423000?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.couturecandy.com%2Ftheory%2Ftamara-d-denim-trouser%2Fproduct.html&amp;amp;cjsku=13746" target="_top"&gt; Theory Tamara D Denim Trousers&lt;/a&gt; are perfect! I have been looking for trouser jeans for a LONG time. Trouser jeans are perfect for a dressy casual night out- and they flatter all body types. I also LOVE &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;location=%2Fgp%2Fproduct%2FB000G10BYI%2Fref%3Damb_link_3416112_3%3Fn%3D1036592"&gt;this sexy and simple shirt.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, anyway- I hope I've redeemed myself a little bit. Things have been pretty tame around here lately. I've gotten tons of work done, but I have a lot more to do for the seminars I run for my stepdad. We have been having a disappointing turn out and I don't know why. Leah is taking her nap- she's exhausted after having her bean burrito for lunch (she loves those things) and dancing in the car to another of her favorite songs, &lt;a href="http://audio.search.yahoo.com/search/audio?_&amp;fr=FP-tab-aud-t-t500&amp;amp;amp;amp;toggle=1&amp;ei=UTF-8&amp;amp;sngid=12e84a3c69c8cfaf202b7cd8e0e86e55&amp;p=Snap+Yo+Fingers&amp;amp;n=100"&gt;"Snap Your Fingers" by Lil John&lt;/a&gt;. If you click the link you can listen toa sample on Yahoo Music. I'm sure you've probably heard it on the radio. You know Lil John, the one who brought us Crunk and Pimp Cups and "YEAH!" "OkAAAAY!" LOL. My daughter definitely has eclectic music taste. Just like her mom. Who else in the world likes Clay Aiken and 50 cent and Stevie Wonder and Rascall Flatts? I know, I'm strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a question: If you got an invitation in the mail to a free dinner seminar that promised not to sell you anything- and the topic was something you were interested in and applied to you- how likely would you be to actually call up, register, and then attend? Just a curious question- might help me in gettting better attendance at our seminars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Daily Rant&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Hurricane Ernesto never turned into a hurricane. It was barely even a Tropical Storm. So everyone who went out to stockpile your gas, don't you feel like a moron?! I am so mad because all of these people were waiting on line to fill up on gas, gorge themselves on gas...and I had NOTHING IN MY TANK. I couldn't get gas to save my life. When I finally found a gas station that was open (not tapped out), I got 94 cents worth of gas before the pump turned off and a guy who worked there came to tell me there was no more!!! So Governor Jeb Bush- Mr. There Will Never Be Another Gas Shortage and Long Lines and Empty Pumps Again...you are a liar. A fucking bold faced liar. And this wasn't even a storm. This wasn't anything close to what happened last year with Hurricane Wilma. I shudder to think what could have happened if we had lost power for days like we did last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued- I was picking up a pizza at Pizza Hut on Tuesday. It's right across the street so I had enough gas to get there and no where else. Fucking gas fuckers. (By the way, thier new &lt;a href="http://www.pizzahut.com/menu/"&gt;Sicilian Lasagna Pizz&lt;/a&gt;a is pretty good, though not really a true sicilian pie (what do you expect)- it can be a bit salty though. But all in all, I loved it. It's a bit small so if you have a family of 4 or more, I'd say get 2. From what I remember, I think there are only 8 or 10 small square slices.) Ok, sorry. LOL. Anway, I got out of my car and started to walk through the parking lot to Pizza Hut (&lt;a href="http://www.pizzahut.com/coupons/"&gt;here's&lt;/a&gt; some coupons from their site). As I'm walking through an empty parking space....MY LIFE FLASHES BEFORE MY EYES! Some rat fucker who had his head up his ass zoomed into the parking space I was walking through and literally almost mowed me over. That mother fucker is lucky I didn't have my baby with me. I would have torn him a new one. But, alas, I was alone (thank God) and I was so stunned that all I could do was mutter "Jesus Christ," and keep walking. Oh, and I bent down to pick my heart up off the ground. Sorry for the EXTREME LANGUAGE this time 'round. I just get so worked up about inconsiderate jerks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-8901065912032065613?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/8901065912032065613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=8901065912032065613&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/8901065912032065613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/8901065912032065613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/08/first-i-feel-i-have-to-redeem-myself-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-8084112883633538131</id><published>2006-08-29T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T13:33:17.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hip Hop, R&amp;B and Pop That Doesn't Suck</title><content type='html'>I figured I'd talk about the music I'm listening to lately. If you haven't heard any of these CD's, I highly recommend them. I also highly recommend making your purchase through Amazon. That's what we do, and it is SO MUCH CHEAPER than doing it in the store. Seriously people, it's the new better way to buy CD's, DVD's and anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=%2FCrazy%2Fdp%2FB000F2C7L8%2Fsr%3D1-2%2Fqid%3D1156875287%2Fref%3Dsr_1_2%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic"&gt;Gnarls Barkley "Crazy" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I had to list this single first because Leah is OBSESSED with "Crazy." She sings right along, and every time she's near my computer, she reaches for the mouse to try and play it herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=%2FA-Thousand-Different-Ways%2Fdp%2FB000HA4AAO%2Fsr%3D1-1%2Fqid%3D1156875590%2Fref%3Dsr_1_1%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26s9r%3D8a5801be0cb03d36010cd01d3769016c"&gt;Clay Aiken "A Thousand Different Ways" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It's not even out yet, but you can pre-order right along with me. Album will be sold in stores on September 19th. I LOVE ME SOME CLAY AIKEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;location=%2FKidz-Bop-Vol-10%2Fdp%2Flist%2FB000G2YCGU%2Fref%3Dpd_ts_m_41%3Fie%3DUTF8%26n%3D51558011%26s%3Dmusic"&gt;Kidz Bop 10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; I'm not listening to this, but I thought it would be nice to point out to any moms or dads who don't want thier kids listening to the original versions of some songs because they may be dirty. Here's a fun option. Kidz Bop (I'm sure you've seen the commercials on TV) is kids singing today's hits. This CD has "S.O.S", "Pump It", "Hung Up" and more. I think it's just too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;location=%2FRappa-Ternt-Sanga%2Fdp%2FB000BF0DJC%2Fsr%3D1-1%2Fqid%3D1156876045%2Fref%3Dsr_1_1%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic"&gt;T-Pain "Rappa Ternt Sanga"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; I am a HUGE fan of T-Pain. You may not realize it, but you've probably heard him on the radio because he's all over the place. "I'm Sprung" and "I'm In Love Wit A Stripper" are two of his popular songs. His voice is great and I just love the beats. Akon, Young Bloodz, Trick Daddy, and others are on this album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=momdoeitall-20&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;location=%2FCassie%2Fdp%2FB000GGSLX6%2Fsr%3D1-1%2Fqid%3D1156876261%2Fref%3Dsr_1_1%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic"&gt;Cassie "Cassie"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; I love "Me and You." This album is great to groove to- whether it be dancing or...you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-8084112883633538131?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/8084112883633538131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=8084112883633538131&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/8084112883633538131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/8084112883633538131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/08/hip-hop-r-and-pop-that-doesnt-suck.html' title='Hip Hop, R&amp;B and Pop That Doesn&apos;t Suck'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115635318506771768</id><published>2006-08-23T12:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T13:50:46.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Dolls, Bratz Dolls, and Bratz Baby Dolls?!</title><content type='html'>Okay, first I have to apologize for being MIA again...we finally made our move to a nicer area. Our new place is a duplex/villa. It has a one car garage, 3 bedrooms, 2 baths. So, I have my own office now. How awesome is that? We moved this past weekend, and I've been trying to unpack and also get caught up on work. It's overwhelming. I'm taking it one day at a time. Prioritize is a very crucial word in my vocabulary these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have been thinking (in the midst of everything else) about what I wanted to talk about. I know its been done to death, but I just had to post about those fucking whore Bratz Dolls. I know everyone and their mother is totally offended, pissed off and upset about those things. I just don't understand how they are still making these things? I was in Toys R Us a couple of days ago with my mom (buying a &lt;a href="http://www.mypicklist.com/php/viewitem.php?itemId=27457"&gt;splat mat&lt;/a&gt; for Leah since our new dining room/I don't know what else it's gonna be since it's so big)....we were looking at all of the baby dolls because my mom insisted that she had to buy Leah her first baby. I passed by those new baby Bratz dolls. I can't friggging believe this shit! They have &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000BX4TTY/sr=1-19/qid=1156358254/ref=sr_1_19/102-3316646-9728127?ie=UTF8&amp;s=toys-and-games"&gt;Bratz dolls&lt;/a&gt; (spring break Yasmin? Let's teach our girls to be spring break whores!?) and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_ss_t/102-3316646-9728127?url=search-alias%3Dtoys-and-games&amp;amp;field-keywords=bratz+babyz"&gt;baby Bratz dolls&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000CEV6IE/sr=8-2/qid=1156358146/ref=sr_1_2/102-3316646-9728127?ie=UTF8"&gt;bikinis and full whore makeup&lt;/a&gt; (is it me or do those bubbles look a lot like a BEER?! I mention again here how I happened to catch an episode of the &lt;a href="http://4kids.tv/bratz/"&gt;Bratz &lt;/a&gt;cartoon on saturday morning cartoons one day. During this episode, the Bratz were at what looked conspicuously like a BAR drinking PINK DRINKS that looked suspiciously like COSMOS! What the fuck kind of example are they trying to set here? If my daughter is going to learn to be an alcoholic, it will be from me or my mother thank you very much. LOL. Just kidding on that last part.  I know, I know, the whole anger over Bratz Babyz and Bratz dolls(z?) has been done...but I just had to say- I am appalled. If you want to express your disgust for the Bratz....use this &lt;a href="http://www.mgae.com/contact_form.asp"&gt;email contact form&lt;/a&gt;. Tell them what you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-115635318506771768?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115635318506771768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115635318506771768&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115635318506771768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115635318506771768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/08/baby-dolls-bratz-dolls-and-bratz-baby.html' title='Baby Dolls, Bratz Dolls, and Bratz Baby Dolls?!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115558332514010572</id><published>2006-08-14T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T14:22:05.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Layout!</title><content type='html'>So, when I previewed it, my layout had 3 columns, and you can see the third column on the lower left hand side of the screen...what the heck happened? Any thoughts? Can anyone who knows HTML do that thing where you hit view source and tell me what I did wrong with the HTML for the right column?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, what do you guys think of the new look? I'm really digging blue and brown with pink right now (thinking our living room will become this color scheme)! My blog header is still in progress, as I downloaded a trial of photoshop (can't afford to even touch regular version) and I'm working on some really cool ideas to add some cute stuff to the header. I'm just having some problems and once I figure out what the hell I'm doing in Photoshop, maybe I'll get it all cute'd up. LOL. Cute'd up? Yeah I just made that up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************&lt;br /&gt;Move-In Update:&lt;br /&gt;So we don't get to do a walk through. What the fuck? It's against company policy for the tenants to do the walk-through with the agent, so we can't go. They do the walk through alone and then when I go to the management company to pick up our keys tomorrow (after 4 p.m.) I get a sheet of paper to list anything I want written down that I think she may have missed. How the fuck am I supposed to know what she missed if I wasn't allowed to walk through with her? Morons. Oh well. Oh and they are prorating our rent for the 15th through the 31st of August and even though I can't have my keys until &lt;strong&gt;after 4 p.m.&lt;/strong&gt; on August 15th to an apartment that our lease starts on August 15th, I have to pay for that day. I shouldn't have to. Just my opinion though. If it was like 5 bucks, I'd shut up, but it's like a difference of 50 bucks or something. If I could've picked up my keys tomorrow at 9 a.m. it would be a different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably  make no sense, but I'm just really fucking pissed off. I feel like people try to take advantage of us, especially me because they assume I'm stupid. I think it's because we're younger, but come on- I'm 25! I'm a grown woman, treat me as such. And don't treat me like I'm a fucking idiot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-115558332514010572?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115558332514010572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115558332514010572&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115558332514010572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115558332514010572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-layout.html' title='New Layout!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115518511423806280</id><published>2006-08-09T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T23:45:14.256-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>Fear Factor and ANOTHER Fashion No-No</title><content type='html'>Did anyone see &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Fear_Factor/610_players.shtml"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; episode of Fear Factor 2 nights ago? The show was Young vs. Old. The last couple- the green ones...oh man he was totally wearing &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000FV37PE/ref=pd_sbs_a_4_img/002-2046874-1621643?ie=UTF8"&gt;man capris&lt;/a&gt;!! His jeans were ROLLED UP TO HIS MIDCALF! What the fuck??! And it wasn't just one stunt. He had them that way the entire show. Yeah. This dude wasn't even cute, but that isn't the issue here. No matter how hot a guy is...he should NEVER WEAR CAPRIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Men of the world...NEVER NEVER buy, wear, or admit to ever have owning a pair of man capris. NEVER EVER. End of story. If you insist, you might as well be wearing &lt;a href="http://www.hunkwear.com/images06/camo_thong.jpg"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; underneath.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/STYLE/9908/12/capris.formen/"&gt;CNN even agreed back in 1999&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-115518511423806280?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115518511423806280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115518511423806280&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115518511423806280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115518511423806280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/08/fear-factor-and-another-fashion-no-no.html' title='Fear Factor and ANOTHER Fashion No-No'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115505993556333525</id><published>2006-08-08T12:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T12:58:55.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I Just Need A Little Free Relationship Advice</title><content type='html'>I've gone through before how Tim and I can get into some really stupid fights. I've also explained how I don't have a ton of friends in "real" life- though this is real what I'm doing now, right? Typing, sitting at my desk...and you all are real, right? I sure as hell hope you aren't figments of my imagination. I'd be pissed. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this blog is a way for me to vent and get some advice from everyone who visits. I also found a &lt;a href="http://www.therelationshipmoms.com/"&gt;really awesome new site&lt;/a&gt;. This site is &lt;a href="http://www.therelationshipmoms.com/welcome-to-relationshipmomscom/"&gt;very welcoming&lt;/a&gt; and is written by real moms like all of us! It's really worth taking a look at! Free relationship advice? Hey, I'll take it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************&lt;br /&gt;Moving Update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new official packed box count: 3, plus 2 small diaper boxes of clothes in Leah's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move Date: Lease starts August 15th and I'm going to pick up the keys. We won't start moving in anything big until that Saturday.  I do plan on bringing some small stuff throughout the week. Maybe that will make me feel like I've actually accomplished something?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-115505993556333525?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115505993556333525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115505993556333525&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115505993556333525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115505993556333525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/08/sometimes-i-just-need-little-free.html' title='Sometimes I Just Need A Little Free Relationship Advice'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115462759413314800</id><published>2006-08-03T12:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T12:53:14.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How A Couple Fights and Makes Up</title><content type='html'>As I lay here in the dark next to you,&lt;br /&gt;the space between us filled with anger and sadness and anxiety&lt;br /&gt;the air above us dripping with tension...&lt;br /&gt;I think back to last night when you were reaching for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yearn for you to just reach over,&lt;br /&gt;move closer,&lt;br /&gt;something to end this stupid fight.&lt;br /&gt;I remember last night again,&lt;br /&gt;and vow that the next time you reach out,&lt;br /&gt;if I'm not in the mood,&lt;br /&gt;I won't just ignore you,&lt;br /&gt;I won't pretend not to feel you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanted to get close to me,&lt;br /&gt;but I was tired-&lt;br /&gt;so I pretended not to notice you gently stroking my leg.&lt;br /&gt;Now tonight I would give anything for you to reach out to me,&lt;br /&gt;for you to hold me,&lt;br /&gt;for us not to fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then,&lt;br /&gt;you reach out to me,&lt;br /&gt;and rest your hand on my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;The air between us is pushed away and the tension above us dissipates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember all the times you'd rest your hand on my growing belly,&lt;br /&gt;eyes wide with amazement at her every kick...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-115462759413314800?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115462759413314800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115462759413314800&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115462759413314800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115462759413314800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-couple-fights-and-makes-up.html' title='How A Couple Fights and Makes Up'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115445788670572935</id><published>2006-08-01T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T13:44:46.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Words That Should Be In the Dictionary</title><content type='html'>Ok-I found this idea &lt;a href="http://www.writersdigest.com/writingprompts.asp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Here are some words that I use on an almost daily basis, and feel the rest of the world should be privy to. I also strongly urge Merriam Webster to add these words to their repertoire.&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gihugical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;adj&lt;/em&gt;. 'jI-'hyüj-i-k&amp;l&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bigger than giant or huge, extremely large. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey Tim, check out this peach! It's gihugical!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;********************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoo-ha&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;n.&lt;/em&gt; /'hü-"hä/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Female reproductive organ&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I went to the gyno because my hooha hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Note: I realize other people use this word. I swear they stole it from me- I've been using it for like 10 years. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;********************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whorether&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;n.&lt;/em&gt; 'hor-[th]&amp;amp;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The whore that works your husband, boyfriend, or girlfriend's job.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, is Whorether going to the company baseball game, too? If she is, you&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;aren't&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**Note: Names have been omitted to protect the slutty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So what words would &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; add?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-115445788670572935?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115445788670572935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115445788670572935&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115445788670572935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115445788670572935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/08/words-that-should-be-in-dictionary.html' title='Words That Should Be In the Dictionary'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115418759518318070</id><published>2006-07-29T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T10:39:55.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Quick Update</title><content type='html'>Most of my work is done, but we're enjoying staying at my mom's while they're away on vaca so much, that I haven't had much time to blog! My mom's kitchen is HUGE with a center island and she has every pan, pot and gadget you can possibly imagine, so I'm loving cooking in the fully equipped kitchen. They have a pool and a gorgeous screened in back patio with pavers and an outdoor bar/grill area, so we're totally enjoying it. We've been grilling a lot (hello healthy!!) and the baby is becoming more and more of a water rat every day! I promise to do a REAL post in the next few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-115418759518318070?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115418759518318070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115418759518318070&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115418759518318070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115418759518318070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-quick-update.html' title='Just A Quick Update'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115385702488358769</id><published>2006-07-25T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T14:50:24.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Too Much Work, Housesitting, and A Mini Personal Ad For My Very Cute Friend!</title><content type='html'>Well, I know I've been sucking lately about blogging. It's partly blogger's block and mostly that I've been so busy. I had a friend visit from NJ this weekend. She came down on Friday morning and left Monday night. She really needed a break. If I could wave a magic wand and give her a decent man, I would. She deserves it. I nominated her to be the next Bachelorette, but so far we haven't heard anything. I was really crossing my fingers for that because I figured she'd get a break and maybe meet a good guy. But I kind of figured that since they get probably millions of applications, that they wouldn't call. Anyone know any single guys between 25 and 35 who would be interested in a (VERY) petite 28 year old single mom to a well-behaved 4 year old boy? She's pretty, intelligent, and knows what she wants. She's a hairdresser (was mine until I moved out of state), and she prefers guys 6' and under because she's only about 4'10". LOL. There was my personal ad for my friend. If you seriously do know an eligible guy for her in NJ, EMAIL ME! She's gonna kill me, but I want to find her someone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I also have 21 voicemails to take care of for work. I'm at my parents house because they are away for 2 weeks on a cruise to the Mediterranean (lucky bastards!), and it makes it kind of hard to get work done in my stepdad's (who is also my boss) absence. I have a LOT to do, but it requires me to make the trip all the way home to do it. I live like 15 miles from their house, but with traffic and lights and whatnot- it's like a half an hour. Tomorrow I have to wait for the handyman to come and take the hurricane shutters off mom's guestroom window- for some reason she never took them off that ONE room....and the cleaning lady comes- but I don't have to stay here once she comes. So, maybe I'll just get up at 8:30 when Mr. Handyman comes, get the baby ready, and wait for Carmen (cleaning lady- very sweet). When she gets here, I'll just give her check to her and tell her I have to go all the way to my house and to just close the garage when she leaves? I really really have to get at least the letters I have to mail OUT. Having all this work hanging over my head is like a mosquito bite. I know it won't kill me to just leave it be, but I really just want to make it go away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-115385702488358769?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115385702488358769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115385702488358769&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115385702488358769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115385702488358769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/07/on-too-much-work-housesitting-and-mini.html' title='On Too Much Work, Housesitting, and A Mini Personal Ad For My Very Cute Friend!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115324455689328516</id><published>2006-07-18T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T12:42:36.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Steps Forward, One GIANT Step Back...</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I told my father that maybe he should hold off on &lt;a href="http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/07/nemo-genius.html"&gt;that whole genius thing &lt;/a&gt;for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at my mom's house on Sunday and Tim stayed home with Leah. When she woke up from her nap, he went in to get her and found her BUCK NAKED, and playing with (and possibly eating) her own poop. There were turds all over the crib and she had smudges on the side of her mouth. He said she definitely had to have eaten some. I was so GROSSED OUT (and secretly glad it wasn't me who found her)! He said when he went into the room, she announced "POOP!" quite happily and attempted to hand him a turd! Then when he tried to clean them up she threw a fit until he held out the diaper to her so she could put her turds in the diaper herself. Independent and a discriminating palate. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So naturally, he put her in the tub and brushed her teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I called my dad to tell him what she'd done, his response was "Einstein never ate his poop!" To that I responded "Well, not that we KNOW of!" LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-115324455689328516?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115324455689328516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115324455689328516&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115324455689328516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115324455689328516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/07/two-steps-forward-one-giant-step-back.html' title='Two Steps Forward, One GIANT Step Back...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115290195403778746</id><published>2006-07-14T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T13:32:34.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nemo, the genius</title><content type='html'>My daughter is a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took her in my mom's pool on the 4th and she seemed to enjoy it, but only when she was in the not hot tub. But when we were at Tim's sister's house this weekend, all bets were off baby! She took to that water like a... well like a fish. My little Nemo. She was literally dunking herself! I had her standing on the step and I'd count to three and have her "jump" to me. Well, she came up with a better game I like to call "SCARE THE SHIT OUT OF MOMMY!" This game entailed mommy counting to three, and Leah sitting down on the step and dunking herself fully under the water. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter is a genius!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe not a genius, but we went to her 15 month check up on Tuesday, and the doctor actually said to me "Do you realize how smart she is?!" and had this &lt;em&gt;look &lt;/em&gt;on her face. You know the look. I get it a lot when people are discussing my daughter. She has been talking since she was about 6 months old. I'm not talking mama dada baba here. I mean "Hey!" when we went into the room to get her in the morning, and random things like that. Well now she is putting 3 and 4 and 5 word sentences together and since I don't have any previous kid experience (aside from my brothers)- I didn't really think about whether it was "normal" or not. But the doctor sure made me feel like a success as a mom! When I called my dad to tell him what the doctor had said, his reply was, "So she's a genius?!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, dad, she's not a GENIUS." (me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well did you tell them how she counts?! Or how she's been talking since 6 months?!" (that was dad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No dad, I didn't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well you should have!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay dad, if it makes you happy, tell people she's a genius." (me again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the braggy Mc Braggartson stuff. I just don't have anybody to brag to except you guys. So I'm taking a cue from &lt;a href="http://ninepounddictator.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-brag-gush-barf.html"&gt;Rebecca &lt;/a&gt;and telling you to also feel free to brag about you and yours in the comments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-115290195403778746?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115290195403778746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115290195403778746&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115290195403778746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115290195403778746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/07/nemo-genius.html' title='Nemo, the genius'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115272857514031151</id><published>2006-07-12T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T08:56:38.536-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>80's Fashion Police Apparantly Visiting Year 2006</title><content type='html'>I can't remember whose blog it was (sorry-if it was yours, feel free to post IT WAS ME! in the comments) *** EDIT- &lt;a href="http://chichimama.blogspot.com/2006/04/fashion-alert.html"&gt;HERE &lt;/a&gt;is the post by Chichimama...but I saw a mention of disgust for &lt;a href="http://newyorkmetro.com/shopping/fashion/15626/"&gt;skinny pants&lt;/a&gt;. I mentally agreed, but didn't feel compelled to post about it myself. Not until last night, that is. What prompted this sudden need to express disdain for what they are calling "today's fashion?" My Victoria's Secret catalogue arrived, that's what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, these bitches are 10 lbs. soaking wet. Tell me how that accurately portrays what a NORMAL woman who actually EATS looks like in these clothes! HOW?!? It doesn't. Okay, but that is besides the point. Fuck you Adriana Lima and Giselle Bundchen and Alessandra Ambrosio. Fuck you and your perfectly thin thighs and toned asses. At least I have boobs! Sorry. That was uncalled for. Am I bitter? Damn straight I'm bitter. I have a man at home perusing this catalogue. Are they TRYING to poison him against loving my curves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the point. It's not just Victoria's Secret promoting this fab trip back to 1985, but they are sure pushing it hard core in this month's "Fall Fashion Preview Vol. 1" catalogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I started off with a rant about the skinny pants, jeans, leggings, etc.- but I have to (HAVE TO!) comment on the cover/inside first 2 pages of this catalogue first. It's just too much to NOT mention it first. For those who don't have the pleasure of receiving a VS catalogue every fucking day (and sometimes 4 in one day), I will post this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/prince.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparantly, the goal of this fall is for us to look like Prince, circa 1985. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/princepurple.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yeah, 'nuff said. Separately, each piece would probably look kinda(?) cute (NOT the evil skinny jeans)- but all together, Purple Rain people. Just say no. Now say this with me: "My fashion goal this fall will NOT be to look like Prince," and MEAN it! I mean come on, why would you strive to look like a man who &lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Prince_Ass3.jpg"&gt;wore assless chaps&lt;/a&gt; to an awards show?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's discuss the aforementioned skinny pants now. I don't care if you're wearing skinny jeans or (GASP!) leggings. They are NOT cute unless you are tall and skinny. Even then, not so cute. Especially when they are thrown under a skirt or dress, a la &lt;a href="http://www.madonnalyse.de/style/Bilder/boytoy4.jpg"&gt;Madonna&lt;/a&gt; or even &lt;a href="http://wznl.tripod.com/sitebuildercontent/sitebuilderpictures/cinlauper.jpg"&gt;Cindy Lauper&lt;/a&gt;. The point is, just don't do it. Make up your mind. It's either a SKIRT day, or PANTS day. It can never be both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think that the 1980's fashion police got together and said "Hey remember when we used to make people dress like fucking idiots? Let's see if we can get them to do it again!" So they started going through all of the trends of 1980's. It must have went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Leggings and skinny pants?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Oh, yeah. Those were truly horrible and made most people's legs look like tree trunks. Let's bring those back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Oh and let's get them to wear them under skirts again! That would be so hilarious!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Do you think we could get them to wear &lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/legwarmers.jpg"&gt;legwarmers&lt;/a&gt; again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"No, Bob, now that is taking it &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;TOO FAR&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;...But let's try to bring back those &lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/mc_hammer.jpg"&gt;Hammer &lt;/a&gt;pants..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-115272857514031151?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115272857514031151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115272857514031151&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115272857514031151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115272857514031151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/07/80s-fashion-police-apparantly-visiting.html' title='80&apos;s Fashion Police Apparantly Visiting Year 2006'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115230166830792815</id><published>2006-07-07T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T14:47:48.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Until Monday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/1600/sammy%20floating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/400/sammy%20floating.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going away (not far, just 2 1/2 hours or so) to Tim's sister's house this weekend. We're leaving in a couple of hours. I wanted to post before I left, since I won't be able to blog there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I go, I wanted to leave you guys with a couple of cute pics to brighten your weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, here is my mom's dog, Sammy, floating in her pool on the 4th of July!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And last (but certainly NOT least) here is a picture of Leah playing in my mom's hot tub (no it wasn't hot, she was just freaked out by the big pool). She had a blast! Please ignore my horrible face and bad skin (I'm PMSing).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/1600/leah%20bikini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/400/leah%20bikini.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend, and I promise a much more interesting post on Monday! Miss me! I'll miss you guys! (you know you're addicted to blogging when...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-115230166830792815?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115230166830792815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115230166830792815&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115230166830792815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115230166830792815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/07/until-monday.html' title='Until Monday!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115212724320794897</id><published>2006-07-05T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T18:44:09.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gay Vaccum</title><content type='html'>Yeah, you read that right. Leah has a new obsession with our bacooom (vaccum), so we decided to buy her the &lt;a href="http://www.mypicklist.com/php/viewitem.php?itemId=27234"&gt;Playskool toy vaccuum&lt;/a&gt;. It was really cheap, and perfect since she (for some unexplained reason) has a thing for vaccuums as of late. Thanks to &lt;a href="http://stuckinelmosworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;Diana &lt;/a&gt;for sparking this interesting post with her post of &lt;a href="http://stuckinelmosworld.blogspot.com/2006/07/things-that-dont-belong-in-toilet-part_05.html"&gt;what Little Man did to his binky today&lt;/a&gt;. Go check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, we have to leave the sound off because the noise scares her (even though a) it's not loud at all, and b) the real vaccuum noise doesn't bother her). BUT, we have heard some of the "OVER 30 FUN PHRASES!" our new friend, &lt;a href="http://www.mypicklist.com/php/viewitem.php?itemId=27234"&gt;Dusty the Talking Vaccum &lt;/a&gt;says, and let me tell you, I am a fag hag once again. Please don't be offended, in my hayday I had many a gay friend, and fancied myself quite the fag hag. I had been missing those days of having an HONEST opinion of whether or not I looked fat, or pretty, or was being a bitch. Until we bought the vaccum, that is. IT IS GAY. AND I LOVE IT! I finally have a gay friend again! Too bad I can't take him shopping...Yeah people might look at me weird if I walked out of the dressing room and asked my daughter's toy vaccum if my ass looked fat in these jeans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without any further ado, I present to you, the many faces of Dusty, the Talking Vacuum. (the video is longer than I wanted, but the saying I really wanted you guys to hear didn't play- I just kept pushing the damn thing until he said it!) Typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vid19.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=" width="352" height="308" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fourth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from Leah everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Family/Leahjuly4thpic.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/23490177-115212724320794897?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115212724320794897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115212724320794897&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115212724320794897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115212724320794897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/07/gay-vaccum.html' title='The Gay Vaccum'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Family/th_Leahjuly4thpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115196012727275301</id><published>2006-07-03T15:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T15:55:27.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recipe: Scrambled Veggie Eggs! Use the leftover baby food!</title><content type='html'>I had some leftover Stage 2 baby food. I didn't know what to do with it, and I wanted to come up with something creative. So, this is what I did. Leah LOVES scrambled eggs in the morning, so I just added a little less milk to them and put a couple of small spoons of any of the Stage 2 veggies in with it and scrambled it up. I usually cook the egg in a flat circle on both sides and cut it up that way. It's just easier for me. But anyway, it's a sneaky way to get veggies in her meal (even though she loves them anyway) and she thinks the green or orange eggs are cool(I can only speculate, lol). But she literally went from wanting just one egg to me having to scrable two at a time with the veggies mixed in. Just wanted to pass on my idea! Anyone else have any good toddler recipes they made up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-115196012727275301?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115196012727275301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115196012727275301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115196012727275301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115196012727275301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/07/recipe-scrambled-veggie-eggs-use.html' title='Recipe: Scrambled Veggie Eggs! Use the leftover baby food!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115168655261814061</id><published>2006-06-30T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T11:55:52.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leah and the Undies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As promised, below in photos please find my recent project which I'm calling "Leah and the Undies." LOL. This is what happens when you keep your underwear in a drawer that your extremely curious child can reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Family/Leahandtheundies1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p&gt;Digging, searching...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;**************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Family/leahandtheundies2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eureka!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;**************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Family/leahandtheundies3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I struggle...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;**************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Family/leahandtheundies4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p&gt;Only to struggle more...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;**************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Family/leahandtheundies5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p&gt;At last!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;**************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Family/leahandtheundies6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me see that thoooong. Thong tha thong thong thong!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-115168655261814061?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115168655261814061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115168655261814061&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115168655261814061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115168655261814061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/06/leah-and-undies.html' title='Leah and the Undies'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Family/th_Leahandtheundies1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115160572136766458</id><published>2006-06-29T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T13:28:41.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leah and the Spaghetti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Family/leahandthespaghetti.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last night we had chicken parm with angel hair for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Usually Leah refuses to eat any kind of long pasta, making faces at it like it &lt;br /&gt;was a bunch of worms or something, but last night, she was &lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Family/IMG_1611.jpg"&gt;all&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Family/c4a62f22.jpg"&gt;for&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Family/IMG_1605.jpg"&gt;it&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's a video of her eating it, with some cute words thrown in for good measure!&lt;br /&gt;You can hear me coaxing her to say &lt;font&gt;&lt;strike&gt;stuff&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font&gt; CLAY AIKEN in the background, lol. It seems like the sound is a little behind for some reason, so bear with me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed width="352" height="308" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://vid19.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Family/MVI_1616.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tune in next time to see my photojournal of what happens when you keep your&lt;br /&gt;underwear in a drawer that your 15 month old can open!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-115160572136766458?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115160572136766458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115160572136766458&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115160572136766458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115160572136766458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/06/leah-and-spaghetti.html' title='Leah and the Spaghetti'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Family/th_leahandthespaghetti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115134486312905966</id><published>2006-06-26T12:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T21:26:55.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty Tips</title><content type='html'>I can't remember where, but I've been seeing "home tips" and stuff all over the blogosphere, so I thought it would be really great to share some of our beauty tricks with each other. After all, we are moms, but at the end of the day we are still women. Here are some of my favorite tricks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I get out of the shower I put &lt;a href="http://www.mypicklist.com/php/viewitem.php?itemId=27155"&gt;Aquaphor &lt;/a&gt;on my armpits and let it soak in before I put my deodorant on. No matter how gentle the deodorant claims to be, I always feel a little stinging when I put my deodorant on after I've shaved. The &lt;a href="http://www.mypicklist.com/php/viewitem.php?itemId=27155"&gt;Aquaphor &lt;/a&gt;is a protective barrier- NO MORE STINGING PITS! LOL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the summer you don't really feel like wearing a ton of makeup- eye makeup especially, so sometimes I'll just use &lt;a href="http://www.mypicklist.com/php/viewitem.php?itemId=27156"&gt;Vaseline &lt;/a&gt;on my eyelashes in leiu of mascara. If you use a really thin layer, it's a clear and natural "mascara" that won't leave black smudges, and it feels light.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I'm out and I'm really in a pinch where I need makeup and all I have in my bag is lipstick or gloss (usually gloss) - I use it on my eyes, cheeks AND lips. Just use a small amount and blend in with your fingertips. One of my favorites that is ALWAYS with me is &lt;a href="http://www.mypicklist.com/php/viewitem.php?itemId=27157"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. And a lipstick &lt;a href="http://www.mypicklist.com/php/viewitem.php?itemId=27158"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Just make sure you blend a small amount, make it sheer and blend it well.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I put gloss on (which is CONSTANTLY- I'm a shiny lip whore lol)- I like to dust some face powder around my lips (my current favorite is &lt;a href="http://www.mypicklist.com/php/viewitem.php?itemId=27159"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) to keep the gloss from migrating and making me look like a 6 year old who's gotten into Mommy's makeup.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is more a tip than a trick-invest in some good &lt;a href="http://www.mypicklist.com/php/viewitem.php?itemId=27160"&gt;makeup brushes&lt;/a&gt;. They are well worth your time and money. It may be scary to see a bag full of fancy brushes that you have no clue what to do with, but you can find how-to videos or pictures on most of the popular makeup company's websites, or you can buy a book like &lt;a href="http://www.mypicklist.com/php/viewitem.php?itemId=27161"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;. Or a &lt;a href="http://www.mypicklist.com/php/viewitem.php?itemId=27162"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I feel like my stomach is a little bloated or "poochy" (LOL) when I'm wearing something form fitting, I throw on a pair of heels like &lt;a href="http://www.mypicklist.com/php/viewitem.php?itemId=27163"&gt;these &lt;/a&gt;with jeans or maybe something like &lt;a href="http://www.mypicklist.com/php/viewitem.php?itemId=27164"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;for evening. I really feel like it sucks in my stomach a little.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, so does anybody have any tips or tricks?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-115134486312905966?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115134486312905966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115134486312905966&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115134486312905966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115134486312905966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/06/beauty-tips.html' title='Beauty Tips'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115048660827128270</id><published>2006-06-16T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T10:13:55.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Random Facts About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate our hamster. This makes me feel very bad, but that thing is a nasty bitch. On another note, the &lt;strong&gt;SEVEN BABIES&lt;/strong&gt; that she had a few weeks ago are adorable, and one little runt got out last night. There I am on the couch watching the &lt;a href="http://msnbc.msn.com/id/13347509/"&gt;Britney Spears interview&lt;/a&gt; and I see this tiny thing scurry across the floor. I almost screamed (for a second I thought it was a mouse), but then I remembered the hamster babies. Tim and I had to pull out the couch and coax the thing out. He wouldn't pick it up. That was amusing. I picked up the cute little thing and put it in the cage with his/her (how can you tell?) family.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wonder every day when I see her &lt;a href="http://www.serials.ru/photos/en/1042411862.html"&gt;Garnier Nutrisse &lt;/a&gt;hair color commericals, where in the hell did Sarah Jessica Parker's boobs go?! Remember &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://videodetective.com/home.asp?PublishedID=503"&gt;Girls Just Wanna Have Fun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? I loved that movie. Remember how every time she danced her HUGE ASS BOOBS would nearly give her a black eye? Where did they go???&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When in the HELL is Tim going to propose to me? I seriously would love to know this. We live together, we have a daughter...and he said he'd propose before next Christmas. So HELLO!????&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why doesn't &lt;a href="http://www.hanes.com/HanesCommerce/en-US/Products/Default.htm?CatalogNavigationBreadCrumbs=HanesCatalog;women;Women_ByCategory;Women_Panties&amp;CanBuy=True"&gt;Hanes &lt;/a&gt;make cotton multipacks of thongs? &lt;a href="http://www.fruit.com/ladies_girls.cfm?product=D21004"&gt;Fruit of the Loom does &lt;/a&gt;(I just found this out literally one second ago and I'm thrilled to find them- CHEAP cotton thongs in a multipack? Hells yeah). All I ever see is briefs, boy briefs, granny panties...why no thongs?? And please don't ever say the word &lt;em&gt;panties&lt;/em&gt; in my presence. It makes my skin crawl. Call them thongs, underwear, even undies or drawers. But never &lt;em&gt;panties&lt;/em&gt;. Ick.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've decided that I want boobs the size of &lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/pamela_anderson_03.jpg"&gt;Pam Anderson's&lt;/a&gt;. Say what you want, judge me if you must, but I want HUGE BOOBIES. RIDICULOUSLY HUGE GLORIOUS BOOBIES. LOL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was born in Pt. Pleasant, New Jersey on May 21, 1981. My parents were divorced when I was 3, and I got spoiled rotten on the weekends by my dad. My mom met my stepdad, John, when I was about 6 and they got married when I was 7. When they kissed, I covered my eyes and screamed "EEEW!" or "NOOO!" or something like that. But now I love him. I grew up in Jersey, and I'm a Jersey girl through and through. I don't have a "joisey" accent, so don't ask. To be honest, I think it's something people who don't live there made up because I've never heard someone from Jersey say JOISEY. I only moved to Florida a year ago because I just had Leah and we had planned to move here because Jersey is way too expensive. Plus, who wouldn't love to have nice weather year round, right? Tim. That's who. LOL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tim and I were &lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/KristenandTim1999.jpg"&gt;high school sweethearts&lt;/a&gt;. Yup. We dated in high school and my mom made me break up with him after I graduated. She didn't like how serious we were. She didn't think it was "healthy" for us to think we were going to get married and have kids. Well HAHAHA. We did have a baby and we ARE getting married (&lt;em&gt;I think&lt;/em&gt;). LOL. One day I'll have to post the story of Tim and I. It's pretty entertaining. It involves me punching him- twice. LOL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I never could wear flip flops or any shoe that was a "thong" and went between my big toe and pointer(?) toe. Then I moved to Florida and now I have flip flops in every color. I get them from &lt;a href="http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-to-shop-target.html"&gt;Target in the Dollar Spot&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have an obsession with &lt;a href="http://img4.photobucket.com/albums/1103/Achin_4_Clay_Aiken/measureofamanwallpaperdudesweet.jpg"&gt;Clay Aiken&lt;/a&gt; that is borderline unhealthy. I know that you're thinking "&lt;em&gt;Hello, &lt;strong&gt;any &lt;/strong&gt;obsession with Clay Aiken is unhealthy&lt;/em&gt;," but whatever. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hTSfhk6TCng"&gt;Here's&lt;/a&gt; how obsessed I am...do you think &lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0243.jpg"&gt;Clay &lt;/a&gt;will see it, think it's adorable and want to meet my daughter and me? Hey, a girl can dream.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In reference to the above, when the second season of American Idol was done and the &lt;em&gt;American Idols Live!&lt;/em&gt; tour was going around the country, my cousin Mandy took me to see it as a birthday present. I was so excited, the 12 year olds there were laughing at me. When he came on stage I ACTUALLY SAID (yelled) (and I quote) "I think I'm gonna pee my pants!!!" Yeah. &lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/IMG_0229.jpg"&gt;Here's&lt;/a&gt; a picture of how dolled up I got for the most recent concert I went to (&lt;em&gt;Joyful Noise Tour&lt;/em&gt;, 2005- this past Christmas).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;So now you know a little bit more (maybe too much more) about me. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-115048660827128270?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115048660827128270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115048660827128270&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115048660827128270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115048660827128270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/06/10-random-facts-about-me.html' title='10 Random Facts About Me'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-115013646611828831</id><published>2006-06-12T13:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T21:50:51.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag- I'm it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mommyofftherecord.blogspot.com/"&gt;M0mmy Off The Record&lt;/a&gt; has tagged me! So, here is my meme (and anyone that wants to be tagged, consider yourself tagged!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/KristenNannysdress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty years ago was 5 years old, and my face was probably dirty. It was always dirty. I was climbing trees, beating up boys, and even wearing dresses on occasion! I was a little walking contradiction! My Nanny (I miss her so much!) was a seamstress and she made this dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 304px; HEIGHT: 745px" height="1019" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/kristenage15.jpg" width="566" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago I was 15. I had just moved to a new town and was thoroughly pissed off at my mom and stepdad for doing that to me in the middle of high school. I had friends that couldn't drive and lived almost an hour away. I did end up making friends in my new school though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 538px; HEIGHT: 406px" height="1090" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/kristenage20.jpg" width="1643" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years ago I was 20 and in a really bad relationship. He was a total loser. He was in his thirties, had no job, lived at home with mom, and wanted to be a rock star. Yeah. I got my nose fixed and my boobs done right around that time, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/TimandKristenProm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago I was 22, and had no inkling that Tim and I were about to reunite. Tim and I were high school sweethearts, but I always held a candle for him. Little did I know that he always felt the same way about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 379px; HEIGHT: 435px" height="435" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Family/leahandmommyflyintoFL.jpg" width="353" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago I was a "new mom." Leah was a couple of months old, and we had just moved from New Jersey to Florida&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Various060.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. We were still living at my mom's house, Tim was job hunting, and I was apartment hunting for us. It was a stressful time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to my mom's to dry laundry, ate lunch with my mom and stepdad at the Macaroni Grill, and drove through a few neighborhoods looking for prospects for new places to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;br /&gt;Today I did some work, but not nearly enough because Leah just got up from her nap early because she has a rash (again) and she was hurting. My poor baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will probably go shopping with Leah for Tim's father's day present, my dad's fathers day gift, and my stepdad's fathers day gift. I am also going shopping to buy a gift for my best friend, Kristen and her boyfriend Frank because they are coming to visit this Friday (they're flying in for vacation on Wednesday - I'm so exited! And coming to visit us on Friday) and both of them have June birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Year I will probably be stressing about finding the "right" house. My stepdad has agreed to buy a cheap house for us and we are going to be paying them rent- kind of like a rent-to-own deal. I'm exited to start looking. But for now, I have to find an apartment so we can get out of the GHETTO LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-115013646611828831?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/115013646611828831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=115013646611828831&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115013646611828831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/115013646611828831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/06/tag-im-it.html' title='Tag- I&apos;m it!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Family/th_leahandmommyflyintoFL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114982228894447703</id><published>2006-06-08T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T22:04:49.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Nick Jr.</title><content type='html'>So I know, I still haven't fixed my blog, still haven't made it better- but I've been SO BUSY. I haven't been to any of your blogs, and I miss everyone so much! Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I got older, I noticed as I watched cartoons (Disney movies, Looney Toons, and more obviously &lt;a href="http://www.parentstv.org/ptc/shows/main.asp?shwid=1317"&gt;The Simpsons&lt;/a&gt;, and other cartoons) that there were underlying adult themes, or jokes that only a "grown up" would get. I think that the creators throw these jokes in for two reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;They're really bored with all the hearts and flowers and innocence and decided to sneak in a &lt;a href="http://www.everything2.com/index.pl?node_id=855898"&gt;penis (posing as a castle) on the cover of a popular Disney movie&lt;/a&gt; (remember that?!) or what about "SEX" being spelled out in the leaves in another popular Disney movie? There are a bunch. The Simpsons hints around about sex all the time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They figured that if the parents had to be tortured watching said hearts and flowers and bubblegum, the least they could do is throw in a joke or two for their benefit. If you don't know what I mean, watch an episode of The Simpsons with a younger kid- see what you laugh at and what they laugh at. Then do the same thing with a Disney movie or a Looney Toons cartoons. I don't mean sexual stuff either. They throw in a lot of jokes that little kids just wouldn't get.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;The most recent thing I noticed was on Nick Jr. this afternoon. I was sitting on the couch, reading next month's issue of Cosmo while Leah played on the floor. Nick Jr. was on in the background, but neither of us was watching. Until a LazyTown commerical came on. Well, not actually a commercial, but rather one of those short one minute shows between shows. So anyway, I guess &lt;a href="http://z.about.com/d/kidstvmovies/1/0/-/1/sportacus155.jpg"&gt;Sportacus' &lt;/a&gt;"thing" to do between shows is to pick some sort of card with a different exercise on it and do it? I don't watch that show much, it freaks me out. A dude named Sportacus dressed in spandex (at least it's blue) flipping around a puppet world with a real live girl with a pink bob? Strange. And thier arch enemy is called Robbie Rotten. His crime is basically eating junk food, but I think it's that he wears spandex too. Anyway, I've never liked the show. And then today I happened to look up when &lt;a href="http://www.physicalmind.com/images/sportacus2.jpg"&gt;Sportacus &lt;/a&gt;(played by &lt;a href="http://www.nickjr.com/shows/lazytown/faqs/lazy_insider_vids.jhtml"&gt;Magnús Scheving&lt;/a&gt;) chose the card that said "PUSHUPS" today. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magn%C3%BAs_Scheving"&gt;He &lt;/a&gt;jumped down to the floor and started banging out some pushups man! He was doing them one handed, doing them on his forearms...doing all sorts of cool ass shit! I was thoroughly impressed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I never noticed it before, but now I realize that &lt;a href="http://kidstvmovies.about.com/od/lazytown/a/magnusbio.htm"&gt;Sportacus &lt;/a&gt;and his spandex must be Nick Jr.'s gift to all of us stay at home moms. Okay, so the spandex isn't so attractive, but they mean well! If you don't believe me, try to deny it the next time you watch (or happen to catch a second of) LazyTown. Aside from the spandex and the strange pointy mustache (unless you like that sort of thing- and if you do, please don't share...lol)- I really do think they put him on our childrens' programming was for the moms.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114982228894447703?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114982228894447703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114982228894447703&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114982228894447703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114982228894447703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/06/thanks-nick-jr.html' title='Thanks Nick Jr.'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114901741433156532</id><published>2006-05-30T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T14:30:14.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I couldn't take it anymore!</title><content type='html'>I couldn't see my blogroll. Everything was hard to read. So I broke down and changed my template. I'm still working on some things (as you can see), but for now, this is it. What do you guys think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114901741433156532?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114901741433156532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114901741433156532&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114901741433156532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114901741433156532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-couldnt-take-it-anymore.html' title='I couldn&apos;t take it anymore!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114892983045186230</id><published>2006-05-29T13:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T14:10:30.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Great Take and Toss Products</title><content type='html'>Moms/Parents of babies and toddlers, moms/parents of young children, and anyone who uses public restrooms...keep reading! The people at &lt;a href="http://www.tabletopper.com/index.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neat Solutions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a mom owned company, BTW...were kind enough to send me some products so I could try them out and share how great they were with you guys! Let me tell you something, &lt;a href="http://www.tabletopper.com/index.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;these products&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;are great. You really should get to Target, or any of your local stores that carry these products and BUY THEM! I received several wonderful products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first used the &lt;a href="http://www.tabletopper.com/NSToppersToGo.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Toppers To Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. This is such an amazing idea! They come in packs of four. Each disposable sippy cup comes separately wrapped with a disposable plastic fork and spoon, a disposable bib (Tummy Topper), and a placemat (&lt;a href="http://www.tabletopper.com/NStable.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Table Topper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) that sticks to the table right inside the cup!!! I've used 3 of the 4 that come in the pack already! The first time, I went out to lunch with my mom and her best friend and Leah. I was amazed (I'm not exaggerating) by how well the Table Topper stuck to the table. Leah is a real brute, and it didn't budge. The first time, we didn't use the cup because she just drank out of a kids cup, but for those times when they don't have cups with lids, or if your child doesn't drink from a straw, or if you just prefer to use sippy cups- the cup works great. I know because we used it twice since then. My mom gave her the cup at my birthday dinner, along with the Tummy Topper (bib) which was super absorbent, but Leah tore it off because she's just not a bib fan, lol. My mom said the top of the sippy didn't stay on well, but I think she's wrong because this morning I used one. I didn't have a clean sippy cup, so I used one of the disposables from the Toppers To Go kit that I didnt' use. I put her milk in it, and when she tossed it over the side (as she does with everything) it stayed shut. I just think my mom didn't put the lid on right, LOL.  The great thing about these cups and the spoons and forks is that even though you CAN just leave them at the restaurant, you can save them and wash them to reuse as well. Then you don't have to worry about loosing an expensive sippy or fork/spoon set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also received a pack of &lt;a href="http://www.tabletopper.com/NSCTT.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Changing Table Toppers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. They are very absorbent, and the way the bottom "sticks" to the changing table because of it's texture is great. Leah hates changing tables in public bathrooms, so anything that makes it easier is great for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing that I received was a &lt;a href="http://www.tabletopper.com/NSpotty.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Potty Topper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I haven't used this yet, but I am sure that based on the other products, it is amazing as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I just wanted to share with everyone the really great products that I am definitely going to be using for a long time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The website has a &lt;a href="http://www.tabletopper.com/NSRetail_Store_dir.cfm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Store Locator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(also has an online store and catalog locator), and you can also win &lt;a href="http://www.tabletopper.com/NSFree_stuff.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FREE STUFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;on thier website. So go check it out. It is DEFINITELY worth it. I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114892983045186230?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114892983045186230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114892983045186230&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114892983045186230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114892983045186230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/really-great-take-and-toss-products.html' title='Really Great Take and Toss Products'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114866867771231886</id><published>2006-05-26T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T13:37:57.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It might just be me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/1600/fucked%20up%20coupon_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/400/fucked%20up%20coupon_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the coupon &lt;a href="http://motherhooduncensored.typepad.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kristen from Motherhood Uncensored&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;mentioned in the comments from my last post. I think the mistake is hilarious! Is it just me, or does it make it seem like it says turd? LOL. I need a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114866867771231886?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114866867771231886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114866867771231886&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114866867771231886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114866867771231886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/it-might-just-be-me.html' title='It might just be me...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114856413009427557</id><published>2006-05-25T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T14:27:19.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Wins, Clay Performs...What A Night!</title><content type='html'>So Taylor won American Idol. This pleases me. I could NOT have kept my mouth shut if Katharine McPhee had won. Leah was sleeping when the results were announced and I would have woken her up with my crazy yelling and "What the fucks?" and "Whore!!!" LOL. But alas, there was none of that going on in this house last night. There was, however, a great deal of commotion over CLAY AIKEN appearing!! I was hoping to see him last night, but I thought it was just wishful thinking! I didn't really like his hair though. I've been looking for a picture to link to for those who missed it, but I must be losing my touch. I can't find one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, did you see how crazy everyone went for Elliott? And they gave momma Yamin an award for proudest moment. I started crying all over again! I cried when Taylor won, too. He was just so classy about thanking everyone, hugging Katharine (who was wearing yet another 2 dresses that were like 10 sizes too small, but I digress), and just being a generally nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;***Ok- so I had to fix this post. I have no clue what happened to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my mom and I went to the mall, and I had the most frustrating time. I was in Champs, trying to find The Boyfriend a jersey for his birthday, and the stroller couldn't fit ANYWHERE IN THAT STORE! The aisles were so tiny! When I finally got in I realized they didn't have the jersey I wanted! Then I realized I was also stuck in the store.  I started pushing racks out of my way like I was &lt;a href="http://www.wallsoffame.com/assets/images/FERRIGNOHULKa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lou Ferrigno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. They probably couldn't wait to see me go. In fact, I don't think I even got the standard greeting when we wheeled in! Bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so after we were done at the mall (and by done, I don't mean finished shopping, I mean on the verge of a breakdown) my mom informed me that she forgot to bring the load of whites I left at her house on Sunday, so we'd have to go to her house to pick them up. I was fine with that, but I had a conference call at 3:15 and it was 2:45. No way in hell I was making it home on time. So I said "I better call Heather (my sister- we work together) and ask her if it can be pushed back to like 4." No go. She had a babysitter coming at 3 to keep my neice and nephew out of her hair for the call. I said to give her my cell and I'd take notes while my mom was driving me and Leah home. "You can't do that. I have a very valid reason why, but I can't tell you." says mom. In the end, confused as we were, my sister ended up doing the call on her own, and I will be rescheduling my portion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I am a big mouth. I apologize I can't just make it short. Not in my job description people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we arrive at my mom's, where the garage is shut. I inform her that she needs to open it, which she does by the keypad (odd-she could have just hit the button in the car...). Slowly, it creeps up. I see a silver bumper and think "Why did John park mom's car so close to the garage door?" because my mom's car is silver. Mind you, it's a silver &lt;a href="http://www.cardesignnews.com/news/2004/040116mercedes-slk/images/mercedes-slk9111s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mercedes SLK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and this was too big to be hers. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door is up, and I say "Where's John?" (not here, I guess) "Well who's here?" (no one) "Someone's here." (nope) "Well who's car is this?" (yours) "Yeah ok." (yours) "Stop fucking with me mom." (it's your car Kristen) "You're gonna give me a heart attack Ma!" (it's your car, really). Then a light shone on my &lt;a href="http://www.internetautoguide.com/car-photos/09-int/2002/mercury/sable/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2002 Mercury Sable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;with 21,500 miles (the sedan, not the wagon). It was like a unicorn or a pair of Clay Aiken tickets with backstage passes. She called out to me (the car, not my mom, lol) and I ran. Her supple leather seats begged to be stroked. Her air conditioning was ICE COLD. She has FOUR DOORS! I could have passed out, but I had to control myself because I was holding Leah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's a company car that belongs to me. My mom and stepdad are the fucking most AWESOME PARENTS! My dad is awesome too (daddy's girl here) because he gave me my first car. I know, I'm a spoiled brat. I'm not ashamed to admit it. My mom and stepdad care about Leah and Tim and I so much that they made sure we had a safe second car with four doors and air conditioning. Now Tim gets to drive the Mustang to work and I'm not stuck at home. Next up, Tim is going to buy himself a decent little car with air because the 'Stang doesn't have it. Then we can sell the 'Stang and mom and John can get thier money back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pitures of my gangsta ass mommy car to come! I know you can't wait, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114856413009427557?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114856413009427557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114856413009427557&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114856413009427557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114856413009427557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/taylor-wins-clay-performswhat-night.html' title='Taylor Wins, Clay Performs...What A Night!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114844801132868667</id><published>2006-05-24T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T00:20:11.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Thinking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember the age old question “Why do you drive on a parkway and park in a driveway?” What if it’s because you are on the way to drive when you’re in a driveway, and you are on your way to park when you are on the parkway? I know. Genius, right? Either that or completely crazy. This is what happens when &lt;a href="http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/whats-world-coming-to-anyway.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mouth noises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; keep you up at night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will Katharine McPhee win American Idol, even though she did kind of eh, and in spite of the fact that the dress she wore for her final song made her look like a stuffed sausage? Is it just me or is wearing things that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wardrobe_malfunction"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;don’t fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a trend for her?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why didn’t my lazy ass download &lt;a href="http://www.dialidol.com/asp/faq/faq.asp#purpose"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dial Idol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to vote for Elliott? If everyone else can do it for their favorite, I should have! Tell me he isn’t&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idolonfox.com/videos/?vid=403"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;classy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.idolonfox.com/videos/?vid=385"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is it just me or did the audience go crazy when &lt;a href="http://www.tvguide.com/News/Insider/default.htm?cmsGuid=%7b86228B85-2FBD-4942-A6C6-E73DC51B8A90%7d"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elliott&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was on the screen?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is it just me or does Kellie Pickler look totally ridiculous with that &lt;a href="http://www.beyondhollywood.com/gallery/?cat=328"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;short haircut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Does America finally see that SHE wasn’t cute, it was her HAIR!?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The grass really IS greener on the other side! I am really thinking I’d rather be my natural color again. I think I’m going for the gusto and dying my hair back to dark brown.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is it just me or can’t you eat ANYTHING these days without “them” coming out with a study saying it’s either “&lt;a href="http://www.health24.com/tools/Quizzes/1891-1892,50.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;too fattening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;” or “&lt;a href="http://health.allrefer.com/health/food-additives-info.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;too artificial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;” or has “&lt;a href="http://www.faddiet.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;too many carbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;” or “&lt;a href="http://www.guidelive.com/profile/cd/60/295016p1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;too many calories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;” or “too much sugar?” If I listened to all the shit I hear, I’d be drinking water and nibbling a spinach leaf in a corner somewhere, going crazy. But ya know what? Nope. I’m drinking my soda and eating some cake if I feel like it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I live in America’s penis. Seriously. &lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/burntees/708665"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Florida looks like a penis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;“&lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Doeii.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Doeii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!” should really make a come back. What better way to show someone how stupid they are being than to say something completely stupid yourself?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114844801132868667?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114844801132868667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114844801132868667&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114844801132868667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114844801132868667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-been-thinking.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Thinking...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114814948896516165</id><published>2006-05-20T12:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T13:24:49.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme (what does that mean anyway?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Turning 25 tomorrow. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SAID:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'd pee my pants if I ever met Clay Aiken. And I meant it. I would. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I WANT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A Louis Vuitton handbag (really badly), to start planning my wedding (HINT HINT, BOYFRIEND)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WISH:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The Boyfriend would get with the program and propose already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The words cheese, moist, tasty, treat, and panties. I cringe just thinking of them. I also hate when people don't respect your personal space, I hate being touched by people I don't know well, and I hate mouth noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I MISS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My daddy and my 2 best friends...they all still live in New Jersey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FEAR:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Spiders, being alone, the dark, being alone in the dark! Oh, and heights, but I'm working on that one. I plan on skydiving to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I HEAR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The mean hamster we bought on Mother's Day running in her wheel (she BITES!!! And SWATS AT YOU!!), and the buzz of my loud piece of shit computer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WONDER:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; What the fuck America was thinking not voting more for Elliott!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I REGRET:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Basically every boyfriend I ever had (except this one, obviously), especially the 30 something wanna-be a music star lived at home with mommy and had no job loser.  Man, I WAS a loser magnet- my parents were right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I AM NOT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Happy with my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DANCE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; To make my daughter laugh, but when I'm trying, I think I'm pretty good. But I could be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I SING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Pretty well (I think, and I've been told on occasion), To Leah, in the shower, in the car, and I used to sing karaoke basically every night of the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM NOT ALWAYS: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;A bitch, but I prefer it to all other moods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MADE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Myself a Smart Ones microwave frozen meal for lunch today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WRITE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The Boyfriend letters when we're fighting. IThey can range from "fuck you's" (which I never give to him- I just need to get it out) to "I love you let's make up". I make "To Do" lists which only get halfway done. I write poetry. I write stories. I'm working on a novel, but God only knows if I'll ever finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CONFUSE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Everyone because I talk to fast and jump from subject to subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NEED:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My damn engagement ring-fucking geez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I SHOULD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Exercise, get out more with The Boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I START:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The car after I adjust the seat and mirrors and put on my belt. I have a system people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FINISH:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Books in a day. Half of what I start (except books- DUH. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I BELIEVE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; In ghosts (I've seen and heard them, I swear!), that everyone has one true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I KNOW:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm loud and I talk too much, but I can't help it. I come from a loud Italian family, and if you want attention, you have to demand it where I come from. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CAN:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tie a cherry stem in a knot with my tongue, which has done nothing to further my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CAN’T:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Do a split, Imagine life without The Boyfriend or Leah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I SEE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My mom about once a week (sometimes more). We're really close. We weren't always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I BLOG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To have something of my own that I can talk about whatever the fuck I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I READ:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Constantly, and fast. Chick lit books, any other books, Cosmo, Glamour, the shampoo bottle...whatever I can get my hands on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM AROUSED BY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Not very much lately. Ever since I had Leah my sex drive has taken a nose dive! It didn't USED to take much- just a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT PISSES ME OFF:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; When people tickle me, when people get all up on my ass on lines, when people drive like shit-especially when I have Leah in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FIND:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My daughter up on the couch (and getting into something she's not supposed to) at least once a day....I swear, I run to the bathroom or go to the fridge, I turn around and there she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LIKE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Caffeine free pepsi, coffee black with 2 sugars, the original CSI, buying stuff for other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I LOVE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The Boyfriend, Leah, my family, The Boyfriend's family, Clay Aiken (that's right! Fuck you for laughing.), Elliott Yamin, Stevie Wonder (holy shit he's the best ever!), shoes, clothes, pocketbooks, cooking (but only when I feel like it).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114814948896516165?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114814948896516165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114814948896516165&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114814948896516165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114814948896516165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/meme-what-does-that-mean-anyway.html' title='Meme (what does that mean anyway?)'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114797555339363034</id><published>2006-05-18T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T17:51:43.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Smiling...</title><content type='html'>Okay, I know you all must be expecting this, because you should know by now how I feel about &lt;a href="http://www.realitytvmagazine.com/blog/2006/05/emotional_ameri.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elliott Yamin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;from American Idol. And if you forgot or are just joining us, you can see it &lt;a href="http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/american-idol-tonight.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/04/elliott-yamin.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/03/american-idol_15.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I wouldn't have been upset if Taylor won when it was Elliott and him in the final 2, but Katharine? Come on! &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/12844000/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This article&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;made me cry, seriously. &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/12855131/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;one too. I know I'm corny and stupid, but I can't help it. You watch reality shows like this, and you get attached to people. Especially people like Elliott. He was never afraid to cry. He broke down (along with me - and most of America I bet) during the video of his home town visit to Richmond, he shed a few tears when he got to meet Stevie Wonder (I would, too). Let's not forget the odds he's overcome. He's 90% deaf in one ear, and he's on an insulin pump. He was dubbed the most talented male singer in the competition by all of the judges. Katharine continues to mess up, continues to be full of herself, yet she stays. Amazing. I am SOOO not watching American Idol next season. First, they keep McSUCKYFULLOFHERSELF and kick of Chris, now this? I am not asking you all to join me on my crusade. I know I'm crazy, and that it's a big egotistical to assume that just because the guy I liked didn't win that it's all fixed. But ya know what? That's okay. He seemed like such a sensitive, great guy. And he was talented. I'm just so upset over it- I think it's because ever since having the baby my emotions are soooo free flowing. So excuse the drama, but I can't help it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Edit *** &lt;a href="http://www.realitytvmagazine.com/blog/2006/05/american_idol_c_3.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check this out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- You're gonna be just as mad at Katharine as I am. I didn't notice this during the results show because I was so upset- I shut the TV off initially, screaming "fuck this shit" and all sorts of other choice words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One person who I know was crying and yelling at the TV right along with me last night is &lt;a href="http://www.rockstarmommy.com/index.php"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kris over at Rockstarmommy.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. She not only shares my name and Elliott affliction, but she's fucking awesome, and my newest addition to my &lt;a href="http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/girl-crushes.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girl crushes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! H-O-T, the same name as me, and Elliott love? She's perfect, I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114797555339363034?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114797555339363034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114797555339363034&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114797555339363034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114797555339363034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/not-smiling.html' title='Not Smiling...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114780670854069976</id><published>2006-05-16T13:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T14:11:48.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the World Coming To, Anyway?</title><content type='html'>First off, I've been M.I.A. because I'm a flake. LOL. I really want to make my blog look better- more readable and sassier looking. I'm working on that right now, so be on the lookout- and when it's changed, please let me know what you think. I'm working hard to come up with something HOT- so if it falls short, TELL ME! Okay, on with my post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was laying in bed last night, tossing and turning as usual. The Boyfriend is a bed hog. The Boyfriend snores &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;loud enough&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;just frequent enough&lt;/em&gt; to bother me. The boyfriend grinds his teeth and makes annoying breathing noises and what I call "mouth noises." Those are the WORST. So I usually spend the first hour of bedtime trying to find a position that is not only comfortable, but that also blocks out the noise. Then, when I think I've found that golden position, he'll (gasp) touch my leg with his rough man feet or throw his arm over my head or onto my pillow. Or better yet, &lt;em&gt;under&lt;/em&gt; my pillow. Oh, and my favorite is when he elbows me. I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; that. Really gets me in the mood for sleep. NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you can probably imagine, I have lots of time while laying in bed to contemplate my problems, his problems. The problems of the world...And last night I had an unfortunate thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"What's the world coming to, anyway?" &lt;/blockquote&gt;I started wondering. Before I got pregnant and had Leah, I used to wonder if bringing a child into the world with the state of things was just wrong. I wondered what I'd do and how I'd handle answering the difficult questions for my child or children. Now that I have a daughter to worry about, I'm even more concerned. There was a double murder a few towns over. The city I live in ranks VERY HIGH in a list of &lt;a href="http://www.morganquitno.com/cit01dang.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;322 Most Dangerous Places in the U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Kids are having sex at 14, 13, even 12 and younger! Babies are having babies, young girls are being raped, violence, sex, and foul language are displayed on T.V. much more freely than I remember it being when I was younger. Don't get me wrong, I have a pretty bad mouth, and I like sex just fine, but I don't think my daughter needs to see that stuff on mainstream television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we protect our kids? What do we tell them when they ask why? How can I convince my daughter the value of waiting for the right person when I didn't want to hear that from my own mother (though I did end up waiting for the right person anyway)? How can I explain to her that when she gets older and is out of school, it won't matter to her whether or not she was "cool" in the 8th grade because she did what everyone else was doing. How do we stress to our kids that even though sometimes doing the right thing makes their peers single them out to pick on, you still need to do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my main concern is the first question...How do we protect them? I am so afraid of when the time comes that Leah wants to ride her bike to her friend's house. What if it's too far for me to watch her the entire way? How do I let go enough to give her independence when I'm scared to death about what can happen to kids in this world today? I remember seeing an episode of Dr. Phil where a mother wouldn't let her daughter out of her sight- literally, and this girl was about 14 or 15 I think. I remember thinking, "That lady is nuts. Just let her go to the mall and stop being crazy about it." Now, I wonder if I'll turn into &lt;em&gt;that mom&lt;/em&gt;. The overprotective, crazy, neurotic mom who wants to go everywhere and do everything with her daughter to make sure she's alright. How can I NOT become that mom when there is so much horror going on and all I have to do is turn on the T.V. to see another "Amber Alert" or molestation charge or rape or murder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so afraid for the future. I want my daughter to be safe and healthy and happy. I want to protect her but allow her to grow. The other day she fell out of her crib. I felt so guilty that I wasn't there to catch her. I had thoughts of moving her back into our room, not letting her out of my sight. In the end, reason won and we made sure to lower her crib to the lowest setting. She's okay, I'm okay, everyone is safe. I hope there's a way to "put things on the lowest setting" when she gets older. I want to save her from getting hurt for as long as I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114780670854069976?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114780670854069976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114780670854069976&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114780670854069976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114780670854069976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/whats-world-coming-to-anyway.html' title='What&apos;s the World Coming To, Anyway?'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114746134702436933</id><published>2006-05-12T13:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T14:20:51.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Minute Mother's Day Gifts</title><content type='html'>So here I am, bawling my eyes out to all of the touching Mother’s Day daytime specials today. I’m thinking about how much I love my little girl, and how grateful I am for my mom. Last year, I think I may have gypped her- I can’t really remember. It was my first Mother’s Day, but Leah was only a month old – so I was TIRED! I didn’t do anything for myself, and I think I may have forgotten about her, too. Now, with Mother’s Day in two days, I realized – SHIT. I haven’t even bought a card. Here I am thinking, “Great. Way to make up for last year.” I’ve been stressing because my 25th birthday is next weekend and I feel old. On top of that, the burden of what to do or where to go on my birthday is fully on me, and I have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of my excuses. Do you want to know what an awesome solution I found? &lt;a href="http://givefun.com/default.asp"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/200/give%20fun%20logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go there. Seriously. If you’ve had so much going on that you forgot about your mom, your grandma, your sister, your best friend or anyone else you wanted to get a Mother’s Day gift for – IT’S NOT TOO LATE. Trust me, I’m the expert at procrastination. If I hadn’t found this site, I’d be running to the store and buying the cliché bouquet or something from the “Mother’s Day present rejects and leftovers” pile in the store. That wouldn’t be very daughterly of me though, would it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I’m going to Target to buy her a heartfelt card. Then, this is what I’m gonna do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m heading over &lt;a href="http://givefun.com/default.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Check out the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://givefun.com/merchant_category.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;merchant list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I’m sure you’re going to see a TON of things your mom would love. Once you’ve satisfied your skepticism, head over to the &lt;a href="http://givefun.com/certificate_add.asp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BUY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;page. &lt;a href="http://givefun.com/giftcertificate/certificate.asp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;is the one I'm going to use (P.S. You can choose any dollar amount from 10 bucks to 5,000 bucks- but I'm not rich so my mom's gonna have to love her hundred bucks). Oh, and that passcode isn't valid- it's just a preview so don't be thinking "SCORE! She just gave out a hundred bucks!" Nope, like I said- I'm not rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect for Mother’s Day, right? See the section where I wrote out a personal message? I got to choose the font type, size and color! Then I can either have it emailed to my mom or print it out. Personally, printing it out works better for me because my mom lives close. I'm just gonna stick it in the "heartfelt card," referenced above, LOL. Those of you who have out of state mommies, this email delivery is perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Mom gets her email or printout, she can go right back to &lt;a href="http://givefun.com/default.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;givefun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and click on the &lt;a href="http://givefun.com/redeemcertificate.asp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REDEEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;section. Then she just enters the passcode on her gift certificate and redeems it for whatever merchant she chooses. I have a feeling &lt;a href="http://givefun.com/cms.asp?PageName=spawish"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;is what my mom will pick. What will yours choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This site isn’t just great for Mother’s Day. I may use it for Father’s Day, too. It works for any occasion- last minute or not! You can even redeem for airfare or hotels! There’s also a page where you can create a &lt;a href="http://givefun.com/registryservices.asp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REGISTRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Then &lt;a href="http://givefun.com/default.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GIVE FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; will send your friends and family emails inviting them to contribute to your registry. Then you get to choose what to spend it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that’s not a better wedding present than &lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/toaster.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/uglylazysuzan.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/Mccoy-vase.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114746134702436933?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114746134702436933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114746134702436933&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114746134702436933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114746134702436933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/last-minute-mothers-day-gifts.html' title='Last Minute Mother&apos;s Day Gifts'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114732028125234750</id><published>2006-05-10T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T23:17:29.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Crushes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/1600/viking11-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/200/viking11-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/1600/right-arrow.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I came across &lt;a href="http://badladies.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-gotta-friend-and-contest.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;post today. Well, not came across. I'm pretty much a &lt;a href="http://www.badladies.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HBM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;stalker, really. She's blogrolled to your right...I read her every day. What a great idea- and I'm not just saying that. I've been really lovin' my bloggifriends lately and I'm glad I can finally SHOUT THEM OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met so many other moms that I have so much in common with, and I am so glad I &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt; have an excuse to gush about how great these girls are without it seeming like I have some sort of &lt;a href="http://lesbianlife.about.com/od/comingout/g/Girlcrush.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;girl crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on them, LOL, which I guess I kind of do. I do admire these women for their beauty and intelligence and sense of humor and all of the other wonderful qualities they have. I spend so much time instant messenging, talking on the phone, and commenting on all of my bloggifriends' blogs, The Boyfriend tells me I'm having "emotional affairs." LOL. (&lt;strong&gt;Please&lt;/strong&gt; click the link to read the &lt;a href="http://lesbianlife.about.com/od/comingout/g/Girlcrush.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;definition of girl crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, LOL. I don't have sex thoughts about these girls- I swear- I just admire and like them platonically).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first person I ever met in the online mom universe was &lt;a href="http://mymommyathome.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tasha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. She and I are the same age, so we can really relate to one another. She's beautiful inside and out, and she really cracks me up sometimes, but if you told me to sum her up in one word it would have to be honest. When I am having a problem or need an opinion, I know she will &lt;a href="mms://video.oprah.com/200209/tows/tows_20020910_oneliner.wmv"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dr. Phil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;me. I have never made a friend online who I feel like I can just pick up the phone and call. Tasha is that friend. Seriously, I consider her one of my close friends- and we've never even met. I can tell her anything. I'm not kidding you. I never expected to feel that way about someone who lives over 1300 miles away from me. When something shitty happens, I know I can call her- and she knows she can call me. And when something funny or good happens, or if we're just bored- you know one of us is either typing or picking up that phone. I am so greatful to have made such a good friend- she couldn't have come at a better time. I was a new mom in a new state, with no friends close by...and since I've become friends with Tasha, I feel like I do have a friend close by- as close as a phone call (or computer screen) away. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.mymommycentral.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tasha's site&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- she's worked hard and it looks so great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Tasha on &lt;a href="http://www.contestformoms.com/ablog.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Petite Mommy's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.contestformoms.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contestformoms.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;message boards. (This is a truly great place, by the way. She works so hard to make her site a fun and informative place- I've made some really great friends on those &lt;a href="http://www.contestformoms.com/cfmboard/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;message boards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;). Ok- I know this is going to make me look even more like my &lt;a href="http://lesbianlife.about.com/od/comingout/g/Girlcrush.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;girl crushes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;on these great chicks are &lt;a href="http://www.newburycomics.com/images/bmh/BU/103-702587NEWBU.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;far more than admiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, but I swear, I only LYLA-BF (love ya like a bloggifriend). Promise. Saying that, Petite Mommy is yet another of the pretty, put together and intelligent moms out there in cyberspace who I've had the pleasure of getting to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if anyone else has used the term "bloggifriend" before, but the first person I ever used it to describe was &lt;a href="http://www.ninepounddictator.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rebecca&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I commented on her blog a few days ago, &lt;a href="http://ninepounddictator.blogspot.com/2006/05/important-answers.html"&gt;gushing &lt;/a&gt;about how I felt "kindred" with her (yeah- still not helping my case, huh?). Seriously though, we have so much in common as far as opinions go- oh and shopping. Can't forget that. She's &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aching &lt;/span&gt;for the same &lt;a href="http://ninepounddictator.blogspot.com/2006/05/moms-day-with-or-without-children.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Louis Vuitton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;that I am. If expensive purses can't bond a woman to another, what the hell can? There is a LOT that we have in common, and I admire her success- she's a writer and that's something I've aspired to be since the 2nd grade. And yes, keeping with my trend, she is also pretty. It also doesn't hurt that we share a love for American Idol (even though she likes Kat, LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, having such girl crushes as I do... I really think them all being beautiful is a HUGE part of it for me. The allure, if you will. These women show me that YES, you CAN be a mom- and also be pretty, funny, smart, successful...Just read what Rebecca wrote &lt;a href="http://ninepounddictator.blogspot.com/2006/05/can-you-be-mommy-and-good-looking.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/1600/orange_crush_tshirt_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/200/orange_crush_tshirt_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know all of you are like- WHAT THE FUCK? So I've been coming to her blog and she's secretly been daydreaming about me?! LOL-no. But seriously, read &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2005/08/11/fashion/thursdaystyles/11CRUSH.html?ei=5070&amp;en=993fd4c84c7c8ff2&amp;amp;ex=1147406400&amp;pagewanted=all"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. There really IS such a thing as an innocent girl crush. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/1600/girl%20crush.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm just embracing the fact that it's okay these days to actually &lt;em&gt;say&lt;/em&gt; "girl crush" instead of just saying "I appreciate you," or "I admire you." I just don't think they hold enough weight or enough meaning to explain how grateful I am to have "found" you all. I truly do NOT want to sleep with you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you'd be into it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/1600/kidding.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/400/kidding.0.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;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seriously. I am just kidding!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114732028125234750?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114732028125234750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114732028125234750&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114732028125234750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114732028125234750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/girl-crushes.html' title='Girl Crushes'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114728967857720048</id><published>2006-05-10T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T14:34:38.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Knew I Was Bad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CDDEFF;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Porn Star Name Is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/pornstarnamegenerator/girl.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Busty de Lusty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pornstarnamegenerator/"&gt;What's" Your Porn Star Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114728967857720048?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114728967857720048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114728967857720048&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114728967857720048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114728967857720048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-knew-i-was-bad.html' title='You Knew I Was Bad...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114723442364133685</id><published>2006-05-09T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T23:13:43.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol Tonight</title><content type='html'>Ok- this is just gonna be a short post. Partially because it's 12 a.m. and I still haven't finished my work, and partially because I'm trying something new with AdSense and I want to see if it works, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really really really hope Eliott Yamin doesn't go home. He is seriously talented. I voted like crazy for an hour. I know I said I was gonna vote for the entire 2 hours, but I had work, so cut me some slack, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual for her lately, Katharine didn't do so great (my opinion). I don't really care for her (as many know already) because I think she's full of herself and thinks her looks are super HOT and that she's so much more talented than everyone else. Again, just my opinion. I don't think she's going to win anyway, but if Elliott Yamin goes home before her, man will I be pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Chris is getting a little repetitive. He always sounds the same. Though he's good. I'm just sick of the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor is always entertaining and I'd buy his CD right this minute. I love him, but alas, my loyalty is betrothed to Elliott Yamin, so I cannot vote for him. Those votes might possibly send Elliott home and I cannot do that to my favorite!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, let's remember what this competition is all about...TALENT. Sure, Elliott Yamin's teeth aren't that great- but he can fix them. I seriously don't even notice them anymore. I notice his soulfulness, his talent...his spectacular voice. Let's not overlook the fact that the judges were crazy for him tonight. His first performance was deemed his "best ever." Then after his second song, "Trouble," (which was sooo fucking HOT) they took back the previous comments, dubbing that his "best performance ever." Man. I hope everyone voted for Elliott Yamin. He sure deserves to be the next American Idol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114723442364133685?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114723442364133685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114723442364133685&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114723442364133685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114723442364133685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/american-idol-tonight.html' title='American Idol Tonight'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114711078290714471</id><published>2006-05-08T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T22:25:07.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming The Assumption</title><content type='html'>I have naturally dark brown hair. By dark, I mean &lt;strong&gt;DARK.&lt;/strong&gt; Once when I was getting highlights, I was informed that it was exactly 2 shades lighter than black. That's pretty dark. I pretty much left it alone until I was about 16. That's when blonde highlights started becoming really popular. So I went to the salon and got my "caramel highlights" just like every other girl in my school it seemed. Then it was red highlights- like auburn. Very nice. I liked those a lot. After I got my implants and broke up with a toxic boyfriend, I got eggplant colored highlights. I felt so New York City. LOL. I just wanted some kind of drastic change on my outside to match the drastic change I was going through on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm in the real world and I can't afford (or should I say justify) spending that much to professionally dye my hair. One of my best friends is a hairdresser, but she lives back in Jersey and I'm in Florida, so that's out. I have really thick hair, so they ALWAYS charge me extra. It's crazy. A normal salon will charge me like 100 bucks to get a head of highlights. Crazy. So I decided a few years back to start doing it myself at home. I started out small, using colors that had subtle red tones in them. Then I moved on to subtle lightening. Like 2 or 4 shades. Nothing huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then The Boyfriend and I got back together. He has a "thing" for blondes and I can't stand it. He swears up and down that he's attracted to me, and tells me how hot and beautiful I am like 10 times a day, BUT, I'm majorly insecure, so I decided I would dye my hair blonde for him. I've always hated how they said "blondes have more fun." I'm a brunette and I sure as hell have had some crazy fun times in my life. I've also always hated how when I make a stupid move people ask me "Are you sure you weren't born a blonde?" WTF?! I have to KNOW everything to be a bonafide brunette?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, I went ahead and bought an at home bleaching kit to "fix" my insecurities about not being that blonde bombshell The Boyfriend drools over. Hey, I got the fake boobs...so am I becoming what people assume I already am? Whatever. I push past that, and &lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/antkritden/IMG_0493.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;is what I was left with. I guess God punished me for not realizing dying my hair blonde wouldn't "fix" my self esteem issues. The end result? Tim got sent out at 2 a.m. to find a 24 hour drug store (no such luck) to get more bleach. Thank god they were closed. My hairdresser friend told me to buy a toner and be done with it. I ended up with the same fucking color I started with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned my lesson. Well, sort of. Now I am on the quest for the "perfect" at home light brown. Hey, cut me some slack- I have self esteem issues and I live in Florida. My head gets hot when I keep it dark!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114711078290714471?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114711078290714471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114711078290714471&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114711078290714471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114711078290714471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/becoming-assumption.html' title='Becoming The Assumption'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114679486411157237</id><published>2006-05-04T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T21:08:08.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/31/103757291_cf43973f69.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Thankful Thursday: What &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;KRISTEN&lt;/span&gt; is thankful for this week:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;I'm thankful for Oprah! Seriously. I posted a while back about how I wasn't a huge fan of hers anymore, but I have to admit I've still been watching most days. Well, the other day she had a show about eating healthy, and I really learned a LOT. Thanks to that show, I don't buy bread that says "enriched" on the label, or anything with hydrogenated or partially hydrogenated oil in it. I really learned how to feed myself and my family better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thankful Thursdays &lt;/strong&gt;(If you participate, leave your link in the comments and I'll post it below; or, you can post in the comments)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrixean.bravejournal.com/entry/16881"&gt;Click here for the Thankful Thursday code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://mystic-stables.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click here for Chrixean's blog&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trackbacks, pings, and comment links are accepted and encouraged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Thankful+Thursday" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thankful Thursday Participants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114679486411157237?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114679486411157237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114679486411157237&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114679486411157237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114679486411157237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/thankful-thursday_04.html' title='Thankful Thursday!!!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114668116358840009</id><published>2006-05-03T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T13:35:22.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok- I am even more pissed now than I was before. First, I post my Thankful Thursday, and realize it's Wednesday. Then I write an entire post about how I'm stressed and pissed, and I LOST IT! I guess I have to start over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really pissed and stressed. Normally, I'd reach for a cigarette, but it's been about a month since I smoked. This was by the request of The Boyfriend. He and I have had numerous fights about me smoking. I quit during my pregnancy and started up again almost right after. He hates the smell, and the fact that the baby might watch me and learn (though I don't smoke in front of her). Plus he claims to care about my health. He always says it is "the one thing I ask you not to do." Anyway...I agreed to quit (and meant it this time). I got The Patch from Target. I actually have been forgetting to put it on lately, but my cravings have been under control. Until today. I-WANT-A-CIGARETTE. Fuck my One Thing. And I'll damn sure tell you why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's out of spite (yes, I do know, and it IS OUT OF SPITE). I'll tell you why. In a totally separate fight, I disclosed to The Boyfriend that he too had "one thing" that I wanted him to stop doing. He obliged, and all was good. Until today. I discovered that he is, in fact, still doing his One Thing and hiding it, thinking he's been getting away with it. I want to shake him and cry and yell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What the fuck? Do you have no respect for my wishes? Do you think I'm a fucking idiot? Did you REALLY think I wouldn't find out? Or did you know I would and just not care?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;No, he's not cheating. No, he doesn't do drugs. But that's all I will say. It's not a HUGE thing, but it is to me because of the simple fact that he promised he wouldn't do it. Every time I would try to quit smoking and fail (and sneak cigarettes) I wouldn't be able to hide it from him. He'd know, and I knew that he did. I felt horrible, but at least I knew I wasn't keeping some huge secret. Then he'd give me this lecture about how smoking was the One Thing he asked me to stop doing. Like it was the One Thing that was kind of his dealbreaker, the thing he couldn't put up with. Well, his One Thing for me became my dealbreaker, and I told him exactly why I wanted him to stop. When he agreed, I told him NOT TO HIDE IT, THAT I WOULD FIND OUT. He said he knew and even went so far as to call me Inspector Clousseau (or however you spell it). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So now the One Thing has morphed into a Giant Thing. It didn't have to become a Giant Thing, but apparantly he wanted it that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Here I am with The Patch ON! (check out Leah's hair, lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center&lt;/p&gt;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/320/the%20patch%20picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114668116358840009?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114668116358840009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114668116358840009&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114668116358840009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114668116358840009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-thing.html' title='One Thing'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114650419155446397</id><published>2006-05-01T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T12:23:11.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Comment Spammers:</title><content type='html'>While I appreciate your enthusiasm for spreading your message, I do not appreciate you using my comment section for shameless self promotion. I doubt that you are even reading my blog. If you were, it might be a different story. You know what? Scratch that! It is NEVER ok to use up someone's comment section by posting THE SAME THING over and over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, tell me what this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="c114609310711564137"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anonymous said...&lt;br /&gt;Very nice! I found a place where you canmake some nice extra cash secret shopping. Just go to the site belowand put in your zip to see what's available in your area. I made over $900 last month having fun!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.degree-programs-online.info/makingcash.html" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;em&gt;make extra money&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:11 PM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has to do with &lt;a href="http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-to-shop-target.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Because that is the comment you posted in response to that  post...TWICE- once at 7:11 and once at 7:12 (just in case I forgot or misread, right? Just helping me out, right???).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you people, I've had to resort to &lt;em&gt;word verification&lt;/em&gt;. It is your fault that I have to subject my bloggiefriends to typing "qvp8dd75" and "bigdkfhkk" before submitting thier well thought out comments and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to hoping my word verification stops you and I don't have to ban "&lt;em&gt;annonymous&lt;/em&gt;" people from commenting next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;A very pissed off blogger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114650419155446397?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114650419155446397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114650419155446397&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114650419155446397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114650419155446397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/05/dear-comment-spammers.html' title='Dear Comment Spammers:'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114627964081723553</id><published>2006-04-28T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T22:00:47.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>National Anthem- In Spanish?</title><content type='html'>The saying goes "opinions are like assholes..." I won't continue because I'm sure y'all know the rest. Well, I always have one (an opinion), even though I usually don't publicly share my opinions on political issues. I feel like it's a really dangerous area to be treading in- just like the deep end when I was four. Well, the swimmies are off people! I couldn't keep my mouth shut on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let me give you a little background. I was watching the news this afternoon on my local news station. One of the main stories was on the release of a new version of our National Anthem- in &lt;em&gt;Spanish&lt;/em&gt;. From what they are saying, it doesn't even translate word-for-word into the actual National Anthem; portions of the song were changed to more contemporary wording, and a "Remix" is supposedly coming out on June 1st. It was produced by an English producer, Adam Kidron, his reasons and a complete story &lt;a href="http://ktla.trb.com/news/ktla-shawnanthem,0,399876.story?coll=ktla-news-1"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very opposed to this, and so is President Bush, quoted as having said, "I think the National Anthem ought to be sung in English. And, I think people who want to be a citizen of this country ought to learn English." This is the opinion I am sharing, as are many Spanish radio stations in my area (they are refusing to play the song). Some immigrants are saying they would be highly offended if people went into their home countries and changed the words to thier anthems, so they oppose it. Some are even going as far as saying they feel it would be wrong to even translate it into another language at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First let me clarify a few things. I'm not of Latin American descent, but I do speak some Spanish. I am not opposed to immigration either, so don't EVEN try to get on my case about that. My family immigrated here from Italy. On my father's side, I am only the 2nd generation here in America. My grandfather and grandmother arrived by boat to &lt;a href="http://www.loc.gov/rr/print/list/070_immi.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ellis Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I've seen the papers, and it is truly amazing.  Most citizens of this great country wouldn't be here, were it not for immigration. So, that is why I agree that immigration is a wonderful thing. This is a great country, and it is understandable why people would want to come here. Living in South Florida, I am surrounded by a delicious mix of cultures- Mexican, Puerto Rican, Cuban, Haitian. I love that I can get authentic Spanish food, and I love that you don't see the same "cookie cutter" people every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don't love is &lt;a href="http://www.artehistoria.com/historia/jpg/KDD13761.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ILLEGAL IMMIGRATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. That I have a problem with. I realize it isn't easy to gain permission to come to this country, but there are rules for a reason. Is it fair to the honest, hard working Mexican citizens who haven't snuck over the border because they followed rules that the government is considering forgiving the illegals if they wait on lines for citizenship and learn English? I don't think so. So I don't understand the need for this new anthem, and showing solidarity for the immigrants. I don't understand what all this protesting is about and I don't "get" why &lt;a href="http://in.today.reuters.com/news/newsArticle.aspx?type=worldNews&amp;storyID=2006-04-27T200126Z_01_NOOTR_RTRJONC_0_India-246725-1.xml"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;May 1st is supposedly going to be some type of mass protest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I don't understand how this can even be a discussion. I do understand that these people are hard-working. I have to be honest though. It was really hard for The Boyfriend to find a job that actually paid on the books and paid a decent wage because the employers would just hire illegals because they knew they would take the shitty pay. I'm talking like five bucks an hour for 9 or 10 hour days in the sun doing landscaping. That isn't fair to the illegals, who though they aren't U.S. Citizens, they are still PEOPLE- HUMAN BEINGS- and it certainly isn't fair to the typical blue collar American worker in areas with high illegal populations (like where we live) who are just trying to make a decent living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a magic solution, but I do have to say that amnesty for the illegals who are already here is NOT fair. It doesn't set a very shining example for those who haven't snuck in here yet, either. All this says to them is "Come on in! We won't deport you or anything- promise! We just SAY that to make the immigrants who did things the legal way feel better." There are people in countries that are too far away to sneak in here (Thailand, China, all the countries in Africa, for example) who would KILL to become U.S. Citizens. They, however, have to follow the rules, because short of shipping themselves here FedEx there is no other way. Why should it be different for illegals from countries close enough to wade in, boat in, and swim in to this great country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I am saying is that our National Anthem is sacred. "&lt;a href="http://www.usa-flag-site.org/song-lyrics/star-spangled-banner.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Star Spangled Banner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" should be sung in English, and the words that should be sung are the words &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Star-Spangled_Banner"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Francis Scott Key wrote in 1814 during the War of 1812&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. And my take on illegal immigration should be obvious by now. I am against it, and I am against the fact that students are walking out of school, peaceful protests are being held and people are marching in protest of something that shouldn't be protested. I understand that they just want these hard-working people who have been working and living here to be made allowed to stay here; but one fact still remains. These immigrants are illegal. Illegal aliens. &lt;em&gt;We're protesting in support of people who snuck into this country illegally.&lt;/em&gt; That just doesn't make sense to me. I won't apologize for it. If you disagree, fine, but you aren't going to change my mind. It doesn't set a good example as far as immigration goes, and it certainly doesn't set a good example about following our laws either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114627964081723553?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114627964081723553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114627964081723553&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114627964081723553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114627964081723553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/04/national-anthem-in-spanish.html' title='National Anthem- In Spanish?'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114616643752848562</id><published>2006-04-27T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T14:34:05.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday- On time!!! Again!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/31/103757291_cf43973f69.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Thankful Thursday: What &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;KRISTEN&lt;/span&gt; is thankful for this week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;I'd say I was thankful for Ms. Kellie Pickler going home, but my good friend &lt;a href="http://mymommyathome.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tasha at Mommy Needs To Vent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;already used that one, LOL. So, I say I am just thankful for NAPS! My daughter's, that is. If she didn't nap, I'd go crazy. I'd have no time to work, no time to shower, and certainly no time to blog or do things for me. So- Naps it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thankful Thursdays &lt;/strong&gt;(If you participate, leave your link in the comments and I'll post it below; or, you can post in the comments)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrixean.bravejournal.com/entry/16881"&gt;Click here for the Thankful Thursday code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://mystic-stables.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click here for Chrixean's blog&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trackbacks, pings, and comment links are accepted and encouraged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Thankful+Thursday" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thankful Thursday Participants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114616643752848562?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114616643752848562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114616643752848562&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114616643752848562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114616643752848562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/04/thankful-thursday-on-time-again.html' title='Thankful Thursday- On time!!! Again!!!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114607688224032571</id><published>2006-04-26T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T13:41:22.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elliott Yamin</title><content type='html'>You all should know by now how much I love &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elliott_Yamin"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Elliott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. He rocks my world, as far as singing voices go. I don't have a crush on him or anything, but he really &lt;a href="http://mediafiends.com/modules.php?op=modload&amp;name=News&amp;amp;file=article&amp;sid=7417&amp;amp;mode=thread&amp;order=0&amp;amp;thold=0"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;moves me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;with that voice of his. I don't know how much of America is on my side here, but I am really begging you all- VOTE FOR HIM! He is really evolving and growing, and has even &lt;a href="http://www.timesdispatch.com/servlet/Satellite?pagename=RTD%2FMGArticle%2FRTD_BasicArticle&amp;c=MGArticle&amp;amp;cid=1137835565616&amp;path=!flair&amp;amp;s=1045855936229"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;improved his look&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;through the months. He really deserves it, unlike some people in the competition (see my &lt;a href="http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/04/kellie-pickler-when-will-america.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;earlier post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;), LOL.  He's soulful, and REAL. Have you seen how he actually will cry on the show? He cried when he met Stevie Wonder, how real and true is that?! I would have cried, too, BTW, because Stevie is my idol, my all time favorite musician, the MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway- I voted at least a hundred times last night (for Elliott of course) and I hope he isn't voted off. I am thinking Katherine or Paris is going, but I really, truly think Kellie needs to go. She shouldn't have even been in the Top 12, but that's just one measly girl's opinion. She won't though. America needs to read this blog and all the sites that are posting the truth about her. She isn't innocent, she isn't CUTE, and she certainly isn't talented enough to have come as far as she has. Come on "&lt;em&gt;I have no one to play pottery with&lt;/em&gt;." ???? What in the hell is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114607688224032571?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114607688224032571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114607688224032571&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114607688224032571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114607688224032571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/04/elliott-yamin.html' title='Elliott Yamin'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114567520520598664</id><published>2006-04-21T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T22:06:52.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday- Late as usual- Look for my post on Target tomorrow instead!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/31/103757291_cf43973f69.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Thankful Thursday: What &lt;strong&gt;KRISTEN is thankful for this week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;This week I am thankful for my daughter's spunk. She really makes me smile when I want to scream.&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thankful Thursdays &lt;/strong&gt;(If you participate, leave your link in the comments and I'll post it below; or, you can post in the comments)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Click&lt;/a&gt; here for the Thankful Thursday code&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Click&lt;/a&gt; here for Chrixean's blog&lt;a&gt;Trackbacks, pings, and comment links are accepted and encouraged!&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Thankful+Thursday" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thankful Thursday Participants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114567520520598664?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114567520520598664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114567520520598664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114567520520598664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114567520520598664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/04/thankful-thursday-late-as-usual-look.html' title='Thankful Thursday- Late as usual- Look for my post on Target tomorrow instead!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114564819862038039</id><published>2006-04-21T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T14:12:39.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Shop Target...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ninepounddictator.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, this is for you! (and any other person(s) who yearn to discover the great mystery which is Target).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to divulge my secrets to shopping &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/gp/homepage.html/601-9124643-6389726"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Target and SuperTarget&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(my personal fav) into the ground. Let me tell you people, there is waaay too much to be bought there- and if you don't read this- you may a) pass out from excitement before you get to the good deals; or b) not know what the big deal was?! So, on with the secrets. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The "Dollar Spot"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When you walk in the door (and if it's a SuperTarget, it depends which door- the door I speak of is the door on the grocery side)- there will be what is called a &lt;em&gt;Dollar Spot&lt;/em&gt;. GO THERE. Trust me on this. You may think it's all junk, but you can find some awesome crap in there. I buy Leah socks appropriate to each holiday in there- one buck for two pair! They last past the holiday- I swear. They also have a lot of good seasonal stuff like little stuffed easter bunnies or summer stuff like flip flops! I got a really cute pair of teal flip flops with a little daisy between the big toe and pointer (?) toe. ONE DOLLAR PEOPLE! I've also seen some really cute candles, candle holders, and MAGNETS! I have a new magnet obsession courtesy of the &lt;em&gt;Dollar Spot&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Music&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue walking straight ahead- again, I stress to you SuperTarget ladies, I'm at the OTHER entrance here...&lt;br /&gt;To your left- CD's! DVD's! Let me let you in on a secret, that may not be so secret. For the first 3 days that a CD or DVD is released, Target only charges $9.98 per CD (sometimes $14.98 if it's one of those enhanced CD's or a double CD or something) and somethign like $15.98 for DVD's (same thing goes for Special Edition DVD's- they cost a little more). They also usually have a separate display of DVD's for $9.99 and even some for $7.99! I bought &lt;em&gt;Drop Dead Fred&lt;/em&gt; the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Books&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing past the CD's and DVD's, you will come upon the section with books and magazines. The books there are SO CHEAP! I feed my chick lit habit there. They also have calendars, kids books, baby board books, teen books, and more over there. And the price is definitely right. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Children's/Baby&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to lump these sections, along with Toys into one section. Moseying on through the Books, you will come upon toys, which is right in between electronics (which has great deals as well, but I'm not going to get into that here) and Little Girls clothing. On the endcaps of each aisle (and this applies to most sections in Target, so listen up!) there are usually displays of stuff that's on sale- for instance, I bought Leah a Fischer Price phone for 9.90 something on sale. I think it's a 15 or 20 dollar toy. Also, they have displays on the endcaps of random stuff on sale because it's opened, didn't sell, whatever. They are marked with orange tags. This also applies to the WHOLE store. ORANGE SALE TAGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to kids and baby clothes. Besides the fact that I buy Leah's jammies all there because they are so cheap and last so long, there are a lot of other deals. First, head to the rear- that's where the clearance racks are. Orange tags people. LOL. Also, at the front, the part that's right across from the registers, they usually have a few table displays of shorts (or pants depending on season) and shirts (or onesies, depending on age) that are around 5 bucks a piece. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the baby section. First off, TARGET DIAPERS PEOPLE! They work! Seriously. I used to use thier "super" diapers for overnight, but I think they discontinued them; but, they have regular diapers, they are cheap (like $13 something for a case!) and yes, they work. Also, Target wipes, bath stuff, and diaper rash ointment work really well. For a tough rash, I recommend &lt;a href="http://www.oprah.com/tows/slide/200402/20040225/tows_slide_20040225_11.jhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Boudreaux's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Butt Paste&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;or a really bad rash I highly recommend paying the 8 bucks for &lt;a href="http://www.medshopexpress.com/101565.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Triple Paste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. That stuff works miracles. By the way, both of these products can be found at, you guessed it, Target- as well as all over online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget about those endcaps people. They ALWAYS have a bunch of stuff on the endcaps in the baby section on sale, marked with those ORANGE TAGS. Bibs, layette, cups, bowls..you name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Accessories&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right next to Baby is the Accessories section (my personal favorite). It has jewelry, purses, hats, belts, and jewelry. Let me tell you ladies, ORANGE TAGS are aplenty over here. Besides the fact that you can find a TON of cute purses and jewelry and such really cheap here, you can find a GREAT deal when they are marked down. I've gotten sets of three pair of earrings for 99 cents. No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Clothing (Women's and Men's)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since this post is getting lengthy, I figured I'd lump women and men together. Target is an excellent place to buy clothes and participate in trends without having to blow the bank. Or if, for instance, you are like me and can't decide if gauchos are for you, you can try out the trend without paying through the nose. A pair of cotton gauchos is $9.99 here! Plus, they come in tons of cute colors (and I saw blue camo and green camo the other day- oooh!). So go nuts. They have tons of cute screen tees and tanks in women's and tons of screen tee's with funny sayings on them in men's. Target is also a good place to buy work pants for your man if he has a particularly dirty job because they are cheaper than going to a department store, and they're just going to get ruined anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Underwear/Lingerie (Women's and Men's)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumping together again, let's start with Men's. Pretty straightforward, they carry all types of undies (boxers, briefs, boxer briefs- and I've even seen some *gasp!* MEN'S THONGS there!) and undershirts/guinea tees (as they are so affectionately referred to). They have their own brand, called Merona, which makes undershirts, A-shirts (guinea tees/wife beaters, as they are also called), socks, and all types of underwear. They are a great price, and I can say from The Boyfriend's personal experience, they last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the women's section goes, they have all types of underwear and bras and jammies, at great prices. When I'm in a pinch and I need a bra to work with an outfit, I go there because I know I'll find something cheap and comfortable 9 times out of 10 (sometimes they don't have my size- hard to find). The Xhileration undies are super cute and nicely priced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shoes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay- first let me stress that you have to be careful what you buy when dealing with shoes. Anything manmade will not stretch, so don't buy it if it's uncomfortable. It WON'T get better, so it doesn't matter how cute it is. Just pass it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that that's taken care of, I am a flip flop convertee. I used to H-A-T-E them, but ever since I moved to Florida, I can't get enough. Besides the occasional Dollar Spot (see above) flip flop find, you can also find CHEAP flip flops back in the good old shoe section. They also have cheap (and cute) slip on sneaks, regular sneakers, and sandals, boots, whatever you're addicted to! Just remember- manmade WON'T stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as men's, Target is a good place to find him flip flops (if he MUST wear them- yuck- sorry- I hate &lt;a href="http://stuff.mit.edu/people/adam1/images/newtevas.jpg"&gt;HAIRY MAN FEET&lt;/a&gt;), work boots, knock around sneakers...and there are some really nice dressier shoes as well. Just have him try those on before you take the tags off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also have really cheap kids and baby shoes, which is great because kids and babies feet grow pretty fast. The Cherokee (which I think is the Target brand) toddler shoes are so cute and so cheap- $9.99 - compare that to Stride Rite's $45 shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Home&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using this as a category really can cover basically the entire remainder of the store (minus the Grocery section, should you be in a SuperTarget). So, to be general, you can find really great deals in every nook and cranny of the store as long as you remember to watch for the things I said- ORANGE TAGS and ENDCAPS. I've seen some really cute ottomans, stools, towels, etc. Marked down DRASTICALLY. In the Bed/Bath section, a tip is to walk along the BACK aisle. They hide the good stuff on the BACK ENDCAPS. I found my slipcovers back there- $49 for a sofa and $49 for a loveseat. Pretty good, eh? Head over to the kitchen and decor section and you'll also find ORANGE TAGS AND ENDCAPS aplenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not be tutoring on the benefits of SuperTarget's grocery section today. Should you require or desire this class, please let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there are a few things I hope you've taken away from this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Endcaps!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ORANGE TAGS!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Manmade won't stretch!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No HAIRY MAN FEET!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep your eyes open for the deals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114564819862038039?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114564819862038039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114564819862038039&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114564819862038039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114564819862038039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-to-shop-target.html' title='How To Shop Target...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114556212390084918</id><published>2006-04-20T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T14:42:03.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More on Kellie Pickler</title><content type='html'>Check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says she's nervous in front of people, and that she hasn't done it a lot? In &lt;a href="http://www.meadvilletribune.com/entertainment/cnhinsentertainment_story_026105703.html?keyword=secondarystory"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;article from her hometown paper, it says she was a beauty pageant winner in 2004! Sounds like experience to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I was just thinking- is it just me who doesn't think she's all that? I mean, that bitch is cross-eyed! Check it out the next time they do a close up (and you can't miss one- they are ON her all the time). The makeup artist makes it even worse when they line her eyes with that black eyeliner. SHE'S CROSS-EYED and SNAGGLETOOTHED. On what planet is that sexy or beautiful? Please people, I'm begging you- stop voting for her. She's not talented enough. If she wins this year, I give up on American Idol. I won't watch. And I know a bunch of people who also will stop watching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114556212390084918?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114556212390084918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114556212390084918&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114556212390084918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114556212390084918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/04/more-on-kellie-pickler.html' title='More on Kellie Pickler'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114554411693216280</id><published>2006-04-20T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T09:44:01.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kellie Pickler - When Will America Realize She Sucks?</title><content type='html'>I can't take it anymore. I'm not really an &lt;a href="http://www.baltimoresun.com/entertainment/tv/ny-etidol0420,0,5383208.story?coll=bal-artslife-tv"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ace&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;fan, but there's NO WAY IN HELL that he should have gone home last night. How does everyone do well except for Kellie Pickler, and then Chris (a crowd favorite) and Ace (who looked rather dashing with his hair back, and sang pretty well) end up the two lowest polling contestants? I am so sick of America thinking with thier "other" heads, and sick of the women voters (and tween voters) voting for Kellie Pickler because they feel bad for her. I've got news for everyone...&lt;a href="http://mymommyathome.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tasha over at Mommy Needs to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;pointed me towards an article last night on &lt;a href="http://votefortheworst.com/pickler.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Votefortheworst.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. First off, people who know Kellie from home say she isn't as innocent as she claims to be. Check out her Senior Prom outfit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://votefortheworst.com/pickler.html"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/320/picklertruthprom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I can see bush! Is that innocent? I don't think so. Oh, and as for the fact that her daddy's in prison...I wish she'd stop trying to get sympathy votes. Melissa McGhee (remember her- she was the first to get voted off) had BOTH parents in jail, and never mentioned it to try and cash in on the votes. And as far as CALAMARI and SALMON goes, people checked into her claims of not having them back home. The guys from votefortheworst checked several restaurants in her hometown, and guess what? They had salmon and calamari. Oh, and that whole "I'm so nice" act? People in Hollywood are starting to talk. A waitress claims she was rude, and she supposedly told a chef he was "lucky to cook for her." If you don't believe me, check out &lt;a href="http://votefortheworst.com/pickler.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;votefortheworst.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've got news for you Ms. Pickler...in the end, you aren't going to win based on your T&amp;A or your sad sob story. In the end, your voice is mediocre at best, and eventually (I hope) America will realize that. &lt;a href="http://www.mlive.com/entertainment/grpress/index.ssf?/base/entertainment-1/11454581658810.xml&amp;amp;coll=6#continue"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Elliott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Chris (even though I feel he's maybe getting a big head), and even Katherine (who I think has an attitude) have a MUCH better chance (and are more deserving, since they can actually SING!) of winning. Give it up. No one should "Pick Pickler." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114554411693216280?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114554411693216280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114554411693216280&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114554411693216280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114554411693216280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/04/kellie-pickler-when-will-america.html' title='Kellie Pickler - When Will America Realize She Sucks?'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114537190261341084</id><published>2006-04-18T09:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T09:51:42.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Princesses Cake</title><content type='html'>I'm going to lunch today with my mother and Leah and Tim's mom if she wants to go. My mom is taking us to the Cheesecake Factory, which is like my all time favorite restaurant. The menu is like 20 pages long. Wow. Anyway, I promised to post pictures of the cake my mom made for Leah's birthday. Here they are, along with another of Leah's professional pics we had taken for her 1st Birthday.&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/4366/2387/400/Leah%27s%20Birthday%20011.0.jpg" border="0" /&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/4366/2387/400/Leah%27s%20Birthday%20010.0.jpg" border="0" /&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/4366/2387/320/leah%20green%20flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114537190261341084?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114537190261341084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114537190261341084&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114537190261341084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114537190261341084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/04/princesses-cake.html' title='The Princesses Cake'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114505234780566390</id><published>2006-04-14T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T17:12:32.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;At first, I had no clue what the hell that was. Then I started reading my blogroll, and all of you wonderful girls had also been tagged. So, I caught on quick (or fairly quick?) and here is my list of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Americana BT;font-size:100%;color:#40156a;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;6 Strange Things About Me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1) I love &lt;a href="http://www.clayaiken.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clay Aiken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- yet I also love &lt;a href="http://www.50cent.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;50 Cent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.steviewonder.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stevie Wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.islandrecords.com/bonjovi/home.las"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bon Jovi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Pretty eclectic music taste, right? &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2) From the age of about 10 up until now, I've started to write (and never finished) about 5 books. The first one I ever attempted was on wide-ruled notebook paper in my &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trapper_Keeper"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Trapper Keeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! Remember those things?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3) I was a &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/money/photos/raisin22.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;California Raisin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;for Halloween in 2nd grade. My mom made me wear itchy purple face paint and a purple garbage bag! And she made me carry around a Raisin Bran box wtih a mini tape player inside playing "I Heard It Through the Grapevine." Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4) I won't use "proper" or raunchy words for my...ahem...lady parts. I have several strange words that I use- including hoo ha (my personal favorite and most used), choch (derived from the Spanish slang word for the "parts" chocha- pronounced with a long o), and simply "it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5) I've tried (and failed) about 4 or 5 times to dye my naturally VERY dark brown hair blonde. The worst result was when I used hair bleach. I looked like &lt;a href="http://superherouniverse.com/other/thundercats/images/liono.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Liono from Thundercats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6) I google myself monthly. Pathetic, weird and just plain stupid, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;OK- so that's my list. I completed that part of my task. I won't tag anyone because I feel like if they want to do it, they will. So, just like most of the other girls who've been doing this, if you're reading this and want to join in- TAG! If not, I hope you enjoyed the brief look into my strange life and mind. LOL.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114505234780566390?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114505234780566390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114505234780566390&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114505234780566390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114505234780566390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/04/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114498195027505984</id><published>2006-04-13T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T21:32:35.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday- On time!!! Wow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/31/103757291_cf43973f69.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Thankful Thursday: What &lt;strong&gt;KRISTEN is thankful for this week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;This week I'm thankful for my boyfriend, Tim! He does so much for Leah and I- doing to work every day and working hard to give us everything. Tonight I had a craving for some ice cream (no not pregnant, lol) and he drove me all the way to Carvel (which isn't close, but not too far) just to get some orange sherbert with chocolate sprinkles. Yum. What a guy.&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thankful Thursdays &lt;/strong&gt;(If you participate, leave your link in the comments and I'll post it below; or, you can post in the comments)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Click&lt;/a&gt; here for the Thankful Thursday code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Click&lt;/a&gt; here for Chrixean's blog&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trackbacks, pings, and comment links are accepted and encouraged!&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Thankful+Thursday" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thankful Thursday Participants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114498195027505984?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114498195027505984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114498195027505984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114498195027505984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114498195027505984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/04/thankful-thursday-on-time-wow.html' title='Thankful Thursday- On time!!! Wow!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114486584553292079</id><published>2006-04-12T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T13:17:25.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/1600/not%20sure%20what%20to%20do%20with%20cake-%20leah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/400/not%20sure%20what%20to%20do%20with%20cake-%20leah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt; Is it just me, or does it not matter that I am still in my 20's? I STILL feel old because my baby girl just turned one year old on Sunday. I am loving seeing her grow up, but it's making me sad, too! I'm such a cornball. I can't help it. I cried when we were all singing her "Happy Birthday." Here are some pictures of her at her party. Wait until I get the pictures of the cake my mom made. You are going to absolutely die! It was amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/1600/leah%20cake%20baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4366/2387/400/leah%20cake%20baby.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/23490177-114486584553292079?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114486584553292079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114486584553292079&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114486584553292079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114486584553292079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-feel-old.html' title='I feel old!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114442939747714823</id><published>2006-04-07T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T12:03:19.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bra Sizes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;I have no clue why, but last night I started to wonder about bra sizes. Before I got breast implants, I was someplace between a B and a C- a BB you could say- &lt;em&gt;if&lt;/em&gt; that existed...then I got my surgery and came out a D. Wonderful! Then a few years later, I got pregnant with my beautiful baby girl. They got bigger and bigger. I was a DDD! I went into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mimimaternity.com/home.asp?Media=Motherhood"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mimi Maternity&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;(a GREAT maternity store) and the saleswoman helped me find a comfy bra. I told her I was in a DDD (I think, lol) and she said they don't have DDD's or even DD's! What? They had E's and F's and so on. I think I was in an E or an F at that point. Way to make me feel like a freak, lol. I worked at Frederick's of Hollywood (lingerie, for those who don't shop there) when I was in college (for that brief semester, lol) and I remember that we had D, DD, DDD, then E, F, G, etc. I couldn't believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;FYI- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.playtexnet.com/landing-tgif.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Playtex makes bras called Thank Goodness It Fits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;, that come in half sizes (Nearly A,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;nearly B and nearly C). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;So now, ladies I wonder who came up with this bra sizing system. It HAD to be a man. Let's explore, from petite to not so petitte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;AA- this is the smallest bra size. Then comes A, and then B, and then C and then D. Where are the BB and CC's? And since AA is smaller than A, a BB and CC would be smaller than B and C. BUT, next comes D, and then DD and DDD! But wait! I thought that when you double the letter, it makes it smaller than a single letter???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;So there you go. No wonder something like 90% of women are wearing the wrong bra size! The system is too screwed up to even KEEP up! That IS a fact ladies. You can go get measured for free at Victoria's Secret or any department store lingerie department. Don't worry, you don't have to be naked. LOL. If you don't feel like it, or are just too embarassed, here are some tips for finding the best fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;How to measure yourself:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.playtexnet.com/perfect-fit/how-to-measure.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Find Your Fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;You need a measuring tape (one of those construction workers things won't work- trust me, I've tried, lol).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;Once you get a bra size and head in to the store to buy one- remember to loosen the straps because usually they have them extra tight on the hangers. Also, remember to bend over to let your boobs "fall" into position in the cups. If the band doesn't sit on your skin between your boobs, the band size is too small. If there are any gaps in the cups- that style is too big in that size, or if the line isn't smooth (if you look like you have four boobs, lol) when you put a shirt on) in that style you need a bigger size. Experiment with a bigger or smaller band size (36 instead of 34, etc.). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.playtexnet.com/perfect-fit/how-to-measure.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23490177-114442939747714823?l=mommydoesitall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/feeds/114442939747714823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23490177&amp;postID=114442939747714823&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114442939747714823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23490177/posts/default/114442939747714823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommydoesitall.blogspot.com/2006/04/bra-sizes.html' title='Bra Sizes'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153813792289640964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23490177.post-114442790595459944</id><published>2006-04-07T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T11:38:32.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you suprised that my THANKFUL THURSDAY is late? LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/31/103757291_cf43973f69.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Thankful Thursday: What &lt;strong&gt;KRISTEN is thankful for this week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;This week I'm thankful for my mom. She has done so much for me throughout my entire life. In preparing for Leah's party, she has taken a lot of pressure off of me- both monitarily and otherwise. She's making the cake, she sent out some of the invitations for me, she's making food, ordering food, helping me decorate- HAVING IT AT HER HOUSE! She is just so great, and I love her. By the way, her birthday is the day before Leah's (mom's is April 8th and Leah's is April 9th) so my mom is doing all this work, in spite of the fact that her birthday is tomorrow. What a woman, right? 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