<?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-7918089</id><updated>2011-11-30T19:31:22.608-07:00</updated><category term='Parents'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='AnnieTude'/><category term='c25k'/><category term='Dumb'/><category term='Military'/><category term='H1N1'/><category term='iPhone'/><category term='Running'/><category term='SNL'/><category term='My Annie'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='Little Things'/><category term='Govt'/><category term='Stupid ideas'/><category term='aging'/><category term='My Ryan'/><category term='Police'/><category term='weight'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>A Mommy's World</title><subtitle type='html'>4 kids,2 dogs, 1 husband and a never ending pile of laundry!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-4596304753903054336</id><published>2011-11-30T19:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T19:31:22.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with a 10 year old boy. OMFG!!!</title><content type='html'>I kid you not, this just happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colby, the dogs are thirsty, please give them water. - Colby walks to the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colby, they need water. The bucket is in their kennel. - Colby comes in with their food bowls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colby, they want WATER! - omg, he brings the empty bucket in the house!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLBY, GET YOUR BUTT OUTSIDE AND FILL THEIR FLIPPIN' WATER BUCKET IN THE KENNEL! - Colby says, geez mom, why are you yelling?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There just aren't enough mood enhancers for this! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-4596304753903054336?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4596304753903054336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-with-10-year-old-boy-omfg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4596304753903054336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4596304753903054336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-with-10-year-old-boy-omfg.html' title='Life with a 10 year old boy. OMFG!!!'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-2905361787363971994</id><published>2011-07-27T11:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T11:17:02.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CAUGHT!  Brown handed!   #fb</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm supposed to be on a diet. &amp;nbsp;I'm already down 1.5 pounds! &amp;nbsp;But today I just had to have a piece of chocolate. &amp;nbsp;It was sitting in the refrigerator. &amp;nbsp;Oh how I love cold chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except it was a little too hard, apparently, or maybe I'm just a little too old! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off breaks half my molar!!!! &amp;nbsp;ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-2905361787363971994?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2905361787363971994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/caught-brown-handed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2905361787363971994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2905361787363971994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/caught-brown-handed.html' title='CAUGHT!  Brown handed!   #fb'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-6033292376902425157</id><published>2011-07-20T15:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T16:08:58.069-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Frogs everywhere!  #fb</title><content type='html'>Ok, maybe not everywhere. Nick got off work early today and this is what he found. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QTWCU8RJLEs?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-6033292376902425157?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6033292376902425157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/frogs-everywhere-fb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/6033292376902425157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/6033292376902425157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/frogs-everywhere-fb.html' title='Frogs everywhere!  #fb'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QTWCU8RJLEs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-4208354080879059010</id><published>2011-07-19T18:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T18:18:58.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still no speeding ticket #fb</title><content type='html'>I've tried and tried and tried, but alas, still no speeding ticket. On Friday afternoon, I even called nick to let him know I'd be passing through his town in about 5 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, he was doing "paperwork" in the PD  and wasn't "available". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried again today, zipping all around his town on my way home, radio blaring, looking cute in my new 4Runner.  Is he anywhere to be found?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I think someone's all talk. Just sayin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-4208354080879059010?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4208354080879059010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/still-no-speeding-ticket-fb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4208354080879059010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4208354080879059010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/still-no-speeding-ticket-fb.html' title='Still no speeding ticket #fb'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-7733694232609846732</id><published>2011-07-19T12:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T12:13:21.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not My vacation, and I'm kind of glad!</title><content type='html'>My boss decides he and his wife are going to take a vacation to the east coast, but they're going to take a train. &amp;nbsp;You know, the one run by the government. &amp;nbsp;Two days out, 5 days at a resort, 2 days back. &amp;nbsp;Simple enough, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I receive a call on day 3. &amp;nbsp;Still not there. &amp;nbsp;The first train broke down and they arrived at the station 8 hours late, their connection already gone. &amp;nbsp;Impromptu hotel stay in Chicago. &amp;nbsp;I hope they remembered to change their arrival date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is arrival day, back at work. &amp;nbsp;I receive another call. &amp;nbsp;This time the train broke down in Nebraska. &amp;nbsp;Not sure when they'll be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the government is going to run our health care. &amp;nbsp;Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-7733694232609846732?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7733694232609846732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/not-my-vacation-and-im-kind-of-glad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7733694232609846732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7733694232609846732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/not-my-vacation-and-im-kind-of-glad.html' title='Not My vacation, and I&apos;m kind of glad!'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-5775366334320319990</id><published>2011-07-16T10:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T10:44:33.288-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The ugly chandeliers</title><content type='html'>After multiple requests (ok 1 and it was from my cousin), here's pics of the lamps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/07/16/2286.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/07/16/s_2286.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/07/16/2287.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/07/16/s_2287.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/07/16/2288.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/07/16/s_2288.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-5775366334320319990?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5775366334320319990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/ugly-chandeliers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/5775366334320319990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/5775366334320319990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/ugly-chandeliers.html' title='The ugly chandeliers'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-1235253008261271186</id><published>2011-07-15T15:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T15:14:59.934-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going to get a speeding ticket tonight #fb</title><content type='html'>Do you ever have the feeling that something bad is going to happen, but you don't know what or when?  I hate that.  Worse, though, is knowing what and when.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have been challenged by my husband.  He promises that if he catches me speeding in his city, he will give me a ticket.  Now, I would like to start by saying, I think that is very honorable!  I don't think cops should give breaks to people because they are family or coworkers.  I have had my fair share of tickets growing up, and frankly I deserved every one of them.  Sure, I may have gotten upset, but I wasn't upset with the Cop, I was upset with myself...  you know, that thing called 'taking responsibility for your actions'.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, so hubby made it &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://bit.ly/qHTMKl"&gt;public knowledge &lt;/a&gt; last night that he would actually enjoy giving me a ticket, and to me, that sounded like a challenge!  I should be entering his city at approximately 5:15 this evening, and passing by the PD shortly after.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My anticipation is impossible to control...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-1235253008261271186?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1235253008261271186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-going-to-get-speeding-ticket-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1235253008261271186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1235253008261271186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-going-to-get-speeding-ticket-tonight.html' title='I&amp;#39;m going to get a speeding ticket tonight #fb'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-5386313029578770526</id><published>2011-07-08T21:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T21:21:43.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My husband's hilarious Facebook post about the Amish at Lone Star</title><content type='html'> Just finished dinner at "Lone Star", sat next to an Amish Family in Brighton CO, awkward. It was only Awkward because I knew little about the Amish except for what I learned from "The Witness" staring Harrison Ford and Kelly McGillis. So I had to wiki "The Amish". Not just "Amish" which made me wonder why they had "the" infront of "Amish" which wiki didn't answer. I mean were not "the honkies" just "Honkies".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So the more I read the more I kept watching to see it they were gonna act more "Amish" like shunning or "rumspringa" which is a word I intend on working into a casual conversation at starbuck soon. So now I am at the movies wearing buddy holly 3D glasses thinking about "THE GOD DAMN AMISH".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-5386313029578770526?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5386313029578770526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-husband-hilarious-facebook-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/5386313029578770526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/5386313029578770526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-husband-hilarious-facebook-post.html' title='My husband&amp;#39;s hilarious Facebook post about the Amish at Lone Star'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-5891308031168895514</id><published>2011-06-23T18:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T18:43:59.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bull, A Bulb and A Bitch</title><content type='html'>So Ryan the Destructor, my bull in a china store, broke a chandelier at a garage sale today.  An ugly chandelier, no less.  Now, I personally feel that if something (glass) is left out and it is accidentally broken, it is just that, an accident.  But, not wanting to cause issues with the neighbors, i oblige.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she says she was asking $40 for the pair, and she won't split them up!  AND IT IS FUGLY!  I asked her if she really meant $40, because I didn't think that could possibly be right.  She confirmed she was asking $40.  I then reminded her, that at garage sales, people don't typically get their asking price!  Especially for ugly chandeliers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, she just stares at me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i whip out the checkbook, as I don't want to cause a problem.  She won't give me her last name to fill out the check!  Um, doesn't she know that I'll be able to see a copy of the check online after she cashes it?  At this point, I am certain she is a liberal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hand her the check, marked 'paid in full' of course, go inside, take pictures of them and put them on Craigslist for $50.  Oh, the American Way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-5891308031168895514?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5891308031168895514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/bull-bulb-and-bitch.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/5891308031168895514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/5891308031168895514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/bull-bulb-and-bitch.html' title='A Bull, A Bulb and A Bitch'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-1413064117732298945</id><published>2011-06-13T15:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T15:22:25.039-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what happens when your sons are left alone on the Internet</title><content type='html'>This actually happened a couple years ago, but someone at work brought it up and I had to post.  My sons, who were 7 and 9 at the time, were supposed to be playing video games on my computer.  After I got my computer back, I checked it's history just to make sure.  The following is a list in order of their searches, typos and all, of their online adventure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naked women showing boobes&lt;br /&gt;naked women showing boobes fully&lt;br /&gt;boobes not beeing coverd&lt;br /&gt;people haveing sex that are naked&lt;br /&gt;boobes&lt;br /&gt;people haveing sex that are naked&lt;br /&gt;boobs whith no braw&lt;br /&gt;sex naked in showing boobs&lt;br /&gt;boobs&lt;br /&gt;boobs with bra off&lt;br /&gt;boobs with bra out&lt;br /&gt;tits with no braw&lt;br /&gt;tits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for those of you who are not laughing hysterically at this point, of course they were punished and when they eventually were let back on the internet, much later, their usage was stringently monitored.  So lighten up and laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;br /&gt;Wendy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-1413064117732298945?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1413064117732298945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-is-what-happens-when-your-sons-are_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1413064117732298945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1413064117732298945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-is-what-happens-when-your-sons-are_13.html' title='This is what happens when your sons are left alone on the Internet'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-7558210485805714831</id><published>2011-05-01T14:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T14:28:37.413-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Common Sense on Earth Day #tcot</title><content type='html'>I am so proud of Nicholas, my 12 year old. This morning he told be about an incident at school on earth day. I think he waited this long to tell me because he thought I would be mad, but I wasn't. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Apparently, to celebrate Earth Day, one of his teachers was Going on and on about saving the earth, saying we are almost out of fresh water and oil blah blah blah. So her lesson plan for the say was to make each student in all of her classes make large posters about saving the earth. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;My son, raised his hand and said, "if we are trying to save the earth, don't you think using all this paper to make posters is a little hypocritical?  Did you drive here today, or ride your bike?" &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Apparently the teacher didn't like the questions, and just ignored him. Then the other kids in class started questioning her too. In typical Liberal fashion, because she couldnt answer any of the questions, she sent 4 of the students into the hall, including my son.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I told him that I was proud of him. I explained that it is ok to question what you are told when it doesn't make sense, but to remember to always be respectful when doing so. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-7558210485805714831?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7558210485805714831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/common-sense-on-earth-day-tcot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7558210485805714831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7558210485805714831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/common-sense-on-earth-day-tcot.html' title='Common Sense on Earth Day #tcot'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-2074668584451493042</id><published>2010-08-27T22:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T22:21:06.262-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Junior high</title><content type='html'>So tonight was the first night Kids Night Out came back for the school year. Nicholas and Colby were excited, but Colby hasn't been feeling well so only Nicholas went. I was scheduled to pick him up at 10:15 pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I unexpectedly get a call at 9:40! He is ready to come home. I wonder if he is beginning to feel Ill like the rest of us, although he says he's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pick him up, and he informs me that he and his friends have decided that they are now too old to go there, being in junior high and all!  He also informed me that he'll probably still attend other weekends just so he can hang out with his friends though! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been in junior high for 2 weeks and so far he's begun wearing cologne and is too old for kids night out!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-2074668584451493042?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2074668584451493042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/08/junior-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2074668584451493042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2074668584451493042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/08/junior-high.html' title='Junior high'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-2785382959185514438</id><published>2010-08-07T12:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T12:18:09.361-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School Shopping</title><content type='html'>It's that time of year again. &amp;nbsp;I've got the school supply lists ready and need to buy back to school clothes. &amp;nbsp;My plan is to do it this weekend, over two days. &amp;nbsp;Supplies on Saturday, clothes Sunday. &amp;nbsp;But, it's already noon on Saturday and I REFUSE to take all the kids. &amp;nbsp;They are acting like complete monsters today! &amp;nbsp;It's been everything I can do to not completely freak the heck out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a call from an old high school friend today who I haven't spoken with in probably 15 years. &amp;nbsp;We were on the phone for 35 minutes. &amp;nbsp;Do you think my kids showed me enough respect to give me 35 lousy minutes? &amp;nbsp;Nope. &amp;nbsp;They didn't even give me 5 minutes. &amp;nbsp;I was constantly having to correct them or referee. &amp;nbsp;I finally went in the back yard, but they followed me there, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they do that? &amp;nbsp;The lack of respect is so disappointing, sometimes. &amp;nbsp;And now, after they have shown me no respect, I'm going to go buy hundreds of dollars worth of school supplies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with this picture!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-2785382959185514438?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2785382959185514438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2785382959185514438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2785382959185514438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school-shopping.html' title='Back to School Shopping'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-8645100065844402422</id><published>2010-07-13T20:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T20:02:40.377-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Annie learned in school today</title><content type='html'>Here's what Annie learned in school today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1qVn8L5V7sA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/1qVn8L5V7sA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/7918089-8645100065844402422?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8645100065844402422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-annie-learned-in-school-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8645100065844402422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8645100065844402422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-annie-learned-in-school-today.html' title='What Annie learned in school today'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-5811021021448611221</id><published>2010-07-04T13:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T13:14:01.765-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Went to church today. First time in a decade</title><content type='html'>And I took my kids. Frankly I was surprised we weren't struck by lightening at the entrance!  Although at one point Colby did look like he was in excruciating pain, and I could swear I saw his eyes roll back in his head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were pretty mad at me for making them go so I figured that means I did something right. I think I'll make them go again next week, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-5811021021448611221?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5811021021448611221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/went-to-church-today-first-time-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/5811021021448611221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/5811021021448611221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/went-to-church-today-first-time-in.html' title='Went to church today. First time in a decade'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-8519001317582071454</id><published>2010-07-01T22:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T22:06:38.540-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Things'/><title type='text'>My children had never seen Michael Jackson's Thriller (videos included in post)</title><content type='html'>So we were flipping through the channels tonight and Michael Jackson's "This is It" was on. &amp;nbsp;None of us had ever seen it before, so we started watching. &amp;nbsp;What an amazing talent. &amp;nbsp;I don't know what happened in his private life, and I'm afraid he's taken much of that to the grave with him, but you just cannot discount the fact that he is one of the most remarkable entertainers of our lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While talking to my kids, as they had a lot of questions about Michael, I asked if they had ever seen the Thriller video, and I couldn't believe my ears when they said they hadn't. &amp;nbsp;Well, we had to fix that, and fast! &amp;nbsp;So up came youtube, speakers all the way up, everyone crowded around. &amp;nbsp;They were all&amp;nbsp;enthralled, even Annie who can barely sit long enough to take a breath! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the video, they had even more questions, now about the moonwalk, so back to youtube we went, and I found the first ever moon walk, which I believe he performed at Motown's 25th Anniversary. &amp;nbsp;I remember watching that one live on TV with all of my family around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More questions, more videos, and it was really an amazing experience to share with my children something and someone from my generation who's music made an impact on the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thoroughly enjoyed it all over again. &amp;nbsp;It brought me back 27 years, to a much different time; a fun, carefree time, and I was able to enjoy it with my children. &amp;nbsp;What an amazing night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have embedded the videos for you, because you know you want to watch them too, now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY! &amp;nbsp;We did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sOnqjkJTMaA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=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/sOnqjkJTMaA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tpWLa86Fw8U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=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/tpWLa86Fw8U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&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/7918089-8519001317582071454?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8519001317582071454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-children-had-never-seen-michael.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8519001317582071454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8519001317582071454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-children-had-never-seen-michael.html' title='My children had never seen Michael Jackson&apos;s Thriller (videos included in post)'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-5202641228340389726</id><published>2010-06-27T13:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T13:24:36.181-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone'/><title type='text'>Moving my iTunes library is taking forever!</title><content type='html'>Still loving my new purple puter, and setting just about everything up has gone quite smoothly. &amp;nbsp;iTunes, though, has proven a bit daunting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, hubby needed the charger to the old laptop and took it to work, which was fine, but I had forgotten and then tried to start transferring the library. &amp;nbsp;The old laptop died about a quarter of the way through the transfer. &amp;nbsp;None of it stuck. &amp;nbsp;Not a big problem, just figured I'd work on it in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning I was able to plug in the old laptop with the charger and started transferring the music. &amp;nbsp;it took a while, but it all transferred. &amp;nbsp;Wait, where are all the apps? &amp;nbsp;How in the world do I transfer all the apps? &amp;nbsp;After about 30 minutes of researching, I found out that if you right click on the iphone icon in itunes while it's plugged it, it gives you the option to transfer all purchases. &amp;nbsp;Well I wish I had known that last night! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, all the apps downloaded, but of course none of them are organized at all in my neat little folders I made. &amp;nbsp;So after lots of dragging and dropping and reorganizing, I finally got it all organized again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, I was a little apprehensive to sync again, but this time everything went well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total time to switch everything over? &amp;nbsp;5.5 hours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-5202641228340389726?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5202641228340389726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/06/moving-my-itunes-library-is-taking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/5202641228340389726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/5202641228340389726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/06/moving-my-itunes-library-is-taking.html' title='Moving my iTunes library is taking forever!'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-7478642583423277876</id><published>2010-06-11T10:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T10:35:31.025-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Govt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><title type='text'>Why Companies Need to Fail.  A Letter to the "President."</title><content type='html'>Dear Mr. President,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stop bailing out companies with my money. &amp;nbsp;You see, I believe it is &lt;u&gt;necessary&lt;/u&gt; for companies to go out of business. &amp;nbsp;It's like survival of the fittest in the business world. &amp;nbsp;It's nature's way of clearing out the unproductive, and rewarding the good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, while I was sad to see Circuit City go, I have no doubt that it's competitors such as BestBuy saw an increase in their revenue. &amp;nbsp;So while Circuit City employees may have lost their job, &lt;a href="http://www.nasdaq.com/aspx/company-news-story.aspx?storyid=200909151728dowjonesdjonline000592"&gt;I'm betting that Best Buy needed to hire a few to handle the additional customers.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;~~~~ &amp;nbsp;Just click here if you don't believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example is Bed Bath and Beyond. &amp;nbsp;While I loved to stroll through their aisles, they were extremely overpriced, and people knew it. &amp;nbsp;So now they are gone too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, more people get their news from the internet than from print. &amp;nbsp;That doesn't mean you get to use my money to save newspapers. &amp;nbsp;Those companies will either need to adapt or move out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, you can't keep every company open. &amp;nbsp;It doesn't, and shouldn't work like that. &amp;nbsp;In essence, &lt;u&gt;you are ruining competition among businesses&lt;/u&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Competition is what keeps prices down, customer service good and the consumer happy. &amp;nbsp;If you keep giving unproductive companies who mismanage their money bailouts, you are essentially making us pay twice for the same product. &amp;nbsp;First to purchase the product at an inflated price and then second when you give them our tax money as a bailout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO CUT IT OUT! &amp;nbsp;GO RUN THE GOVERNMENT PROPERLY AND LEAVE PRIVATE SECTOR ALONE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Wendy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-7478642583423277876?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nasdaq.com/aspx/company-news-story.aspx?storyid=200909151728dowjonesdjonline000592' title='Why Companies Need to Fail.  A Letter to the &quot;President.&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7478642583423277876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-companies-need-to-fail-letter-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7478642583423277876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7478642583423277876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-companies-need-to-fail-letter-to.html' title='Why Companies Need to Fail.  A Letter to the &quot;President.&quot;'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-2574263064356017977</id><published>2010-06-10T11:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T11:25:34.355-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AnnieTude'/><title type='text'>Talk About an AnnieTude!</title><content type='html'>Little Annie still isn't 100% pottie trained, so this morning when she woke up I noticed her pull-up was dry! &amp;nbsp;I asked her, "Annie, do you need to use the pottie?" &amp;nbsp;She simply said No. &amp;nbsp;So then I said, "Your pull-up seems dry, though. &amp;nbsp;Are you sure you don't need to use the pottie?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, she looked at me like I hadn't been paying attention, leaned in towards my face, and with an inflection in her voice, says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"NOOO&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;OOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;OOO !!!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I looked at my husband and said, "That's her AnnieTude!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-2574263064356017977?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2574263064356017977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/06/talk-about-annietude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2574263064356017977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2574263064356017977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/06/talk-about-annietude.html' title='Talk About an AnnieTude!'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-311687583539942967</id><published>2010-06-02T20:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T20:50:48.519-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A case of the pre-teen stupids</title><content type='html'>So my eleven year old has a serious case of the "pre-teen stupids." Big Nick says to Nicholas "please go to the garage and get me two things. A bottle of water and my tackle box". So Nicholas goes down the stairs. I then say to Nick, I'd like a bottle of water too, so when Nicholas only comes up with one of your items, because we know he will forget one, and he has to go back To the garage, have him get me a water too.  And sure enough, the stupids won and I got my water!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-311687583539942967?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/311687583539942967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/06/case-of-pre-teen-stupids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/311687583539942967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/311687583539942967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/06/case-of-pre-teen-stupids.html' title='A case of the pre-teen stupids'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-8593979724533494395</id><published>2010-05-24T14:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T14:13:22.474-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Govt'/><title type='text'>This is How I Think We Can Save America   #tosaveamerica</title><content type='html'>I actually have been considering this for a long time, so here are my thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We must teach our children responsibility and accountability.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;To blame other people is to make an excuse for our own bad behavior. &amp;nbsp;It is a justification to continue laziness and an excuse not to work on problems. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We must know and understand our history and WHY our founding fathers founded America.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We must know why government, when given too much power, will kill the spirit of it's people. &amp;nbsp;Government must be reigned in and controlled with a heavy hand so that people can remain free. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We must band together so our voices can be heard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read, tweet, blog, meet. &amp;nbsp;Don't leave it up to others, we must all work together to turn this around. We can't think that someone else will stand up and say something. &amp;nbsp;We must all do it so that we are heard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We must look past headlines of ALL news organizations, do research and find the truth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We can no longer take news for face value. &amp;nbsp;We are no longer in the times of Woodward and Bernstein. &amp;nbsp;Today's reporters are just that... reporters. &amp;nbsp;They mind-numbingly regurgitate whatever they are told to. &amp;nbsp;They are afraid to find and report the truth. &amp;nbsp;I don't know why, but they are. &amp;nbsp;They are doing a disservice to themselves, to us, and to America. &amp;nbsp;They should be ashamed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-8593979724533494395?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8593979724533494395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-how-i-think-we-can-save-america.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8593979724533494395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8593979724533494395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-how-i-think-we-can-save-america.html' title='This is How I Think We Can Save America   #tosaveamerica'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-7598496757745422513</id><published>2010-05-22T13:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T13:32:42.009-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Colby invited his friends for a sleepover</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Which normally wouldn't be a big deal except that I had told him no three times before... Oh and I had to work the next morning... Oh and I wasn't home when the boys and their mom showed up at my door!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTHeck Colby!  I was on my way home from the gym and i had company waiting for me to get home. So not cool. Fortunately the other mom was very understanding when i said i couldnt do a sleepover on a Thursday!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-7598496757745422513?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7598496757745422513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/05/colby-invited-his-friends-for-sleepover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7598496757745422513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7598496757745422513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/05/colby-invited-his-friends-for-sleepover.html' title='Colby invited his friends for a sleepover'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-3124034449110550632</id><published>2010-05-03T12:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T12:32:10.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee.  An Haiku</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Oh friend, my coffee&lt;br /&gt;I am lost without you near&lt;br /&gt;But you make me pee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-3124034449110550632?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3124034449110550632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/05/coffee-haiku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/3124034449110550632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/3124034449110550632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/05/coffee-haiku.html' title='Coffee.  An Haiku'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-3596450609897945220</id><published>2010-04-24T13:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T13:47:14.184-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to run outside #c25k</title><content type='html'>Alright. I've been putting off running outside. So far it's just been on the treadmill. I think I'm going to try outside as soon as my phone charges a little more. Hope I make it back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-3596450609897945220?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3596450609897945220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/going-to-run-outside-c25k.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/3596450609897945220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/3596450609897945220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/going-to-run-outside-c25k.html' title='Going to run outside #c25k'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-4238205904381065942</id><published>2010-04-22T10:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T10:26:01.411-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Mother of The Year</title><content type='html'>Overwhelmed.  Sometimes I get overwhelmed, and then I just shut down.  I'm sorry, but I cannot work full time and then do everything around the house.  I have tried to get my children to help, but I haven't tried hard enough. &amp;nbsp;I get so tired of the back talk and arguing.  Then, if (I mean when), the kids don't do what I ask and I keep on them, then I'm nagging.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my options are:&lt;br /&gt;1.  stop nagging and do it myself&lt;br /&gt;2.  stop nagging and don't do it myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those seem like pretty bad options, to me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if I actually ever saw a benefit from what I do around the house, it might be different.  But when I finish one room and move to the next, the kids have destroyed the first room before I even finish cleaning the second room!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so disheartening. &amp;nbsp;I may not be able to force the boys to have respect for their home, but I guess it's time I force them to participate in the upkeep of their home. &amp;nbsp;No yelling, no nagging. &amp;nbsp;Pick up, or there will be consequences. &amp;nbsp;Simple as that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get my dobber out of the dirt and just do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-4238205904381065942?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4238205904381065942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/worst-mother-of-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4238205904381065942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4238205904381065942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/worst-mother-of-year.html' title='Worst Mother of The Year'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-1741780448150180663</id><published>2010-04-19T10:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:37:27.315-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Apple's Next iPhone - Iphone 4 - Gizmodo</title><content type='html'>Uh Oh. &amp;nbsp;Better check it out quick before Apple makes them take this down. &amp;nbsp;It's an interesting design. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gizmodo.com/5520164/this-is-apples-next-iphone"&gt;This Is Apple's Next iPhone - Iphone 4 - Gizmodo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-1741780448150180663?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://gizmodo.com/5520164/this-is-apples-next-iphone' title='This Is Apple&apos;s Next iPhone - Iphone 4 - Gizmodo'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1741780448150180663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-apples-next-iphone-iphone-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1741780448150180663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1741780448150180663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-apples-next-iphone-iphone-4.html' title='This Is Apple&apos;s Next iPhone - Iphone 4 - Gizmodo'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-3149007225330663608</id><published>2010-04-17T21:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T21:15:20.568-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='c25k'/><title type='text'>I Found My First 5k to Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #333333; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;I found my first 5k to run. It's the Boulder Sunrise. It's on June 5th, &amp;amp; I'm in week 4 of c25k, so I really have to stay on schedule! I can choose the non-profit I want to run for and 50% of my fees and any donations I collect go to that organization. My dad was recently diagnosed with Alzheimer's, so I'm really exc&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;ited to be able to run my first race for him! Wish me luck! I'm going to need it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-3149007225330663608?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='https://www.yourcausesports.org/forms/nonYCSReg.php?company=YCS&amp;event=Boulder%20Sunrise&amp;eventAbb=BSR&amp;eventDate=2010-06-05' title='I Found My First 5k to Run'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3149007225330663608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-found-my-first-5k-to-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/3149007225330663608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/3149007225330663608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-found-my-first-5k-to-run.html' title='I Found My First 5k to Run'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-3880102007655344350</id><published>2010-04-16T14:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T14:05:15.377-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Karma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;so I just got one of the sales guys at work in trouble. but it turns out it wasn't his fault. i figured it out half way through his berating from the owner. but i don't really like him so i didn't say anything. That's some bad karma right there, and yet funny at the same time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-3880102007655344350?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3880102007655344350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/bad-karma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/3880102007655344350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/3880102007655344350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/bad-karma.html' title='Bad Karma'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-4620404363059687609</id><published>2010-04-13T10:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T10:35:21.564-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='c25k'/><title type='text'>I'm Going to Redo W3D3 of #C25K</title><content type='html'>I did complete it, but I don't think I'm ready to jump from 3 minute runs to 5 minute runs yet. &amp;nbsp;I can do the first 2 minutes ok, but that last minute I feel like I'm dying. &amp;nbsp;My breathing is out of control. &amp;nbsp;Instead of killing myself to stay week for week on this plan, it might be good for me to week 3 over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-4620404363059687609?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4620404363059687609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-going-to-redo-w3d3-of-c25k.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4620404363059687609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4620404363059687609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-going-to-redo-w3d3-of-c25k.html' title='I&apos;m Going to Redo W3D3 of #C25K'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-7385488870682510746</id><published>2010-03-23T08:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T10:35:57.387-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='c25k'/><title type='text'>I'm Still Running, and So Proud of Myself</title><content type='html'>I really can't remember the last time I was really proud of myself for something. &amp;nbsp;But last night I was. &amp;nbsp;I couldn't stop smiling. &amp;nbsp;I must have looked like a goof ball! &amp;nbsp;Last night was W2D1 of C25K, and that means an increase in run time. &amp;nbsp;Not a huge increase, but big enough that I was worried. &amp;nbsp;I wasn't sure if I could do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that when the first of the series of runs started, the last thing I wanted to do was stare at the countdown clock, so I flipped my phone over so I couldn't see the counter. &amp;nbsp;First run done, and hey, that wasn't too bad. &amp;nbsp;Then the second run, and third, hey, I'm actually going to finish this! &amp;nbsp;Only 2 more runs to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth run, thought I was going to die. &amp;nbsp;Stupid skinny bitch to the left of me was WALKING at my run pace! &amp;nbsp;Okay, there's some motivation! &amp;nbsp;I CAN DO THIS!!! &amp;nbsp;Fourth run down, fifth run, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID IT!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ByCHn_jjgK758M:http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hVLpUsYJ6o/STLr6UxoLYI/AAAAAAAACSw/8BAae2lkLeQ/s320/tired_runner~3FUNNY%2BRUNNER.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-7385488870682510746?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7385488870682510746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-still-running-and-so-proud-of-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7385488870682510746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7385488870682510746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-still-running-and-so-proud-of-myself.html' title='I&apos;m Still Running, and So Proud of Myself'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-5542937514043581713</id><published>2010-03-20T20:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T20:39:38.762-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Annie'/><title type='text'>You're Beautiful!</title><content type='html'>Or so I thought she said. &amp;nbsp;My Annie, in her almost 3 year old drawl, actually said "You're Puter fell." &amp;nbsp;And there was my laptop, &amp;nbsp;On the ground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-5542937514043581713?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5542937514043581713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/youre-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/5542937514043581713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/5542937514043581713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/youre-beautiful.html' title='You&apos;re Beautiful!'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-8206046310396638940</id><published>2010-03-20T15:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:39:56.080-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><title type='text'>I'ma Runnin!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://c25k.com/"&gt;C25K&lt;/a&gt;, the Couch to 5k program, I'm finally running! &amp;nbsp;I've been needing to do this for a long time, and I'm finally making the time for me. &amp;nbsp;For me to do it! &amp;nbsp;And I'm actually enjoying it! &amp;nbsp;Not only am I doing something healthy for me, I'm getting oh so important quiet time, and time with hubsy, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not only that, but it's giving my children a break from me as well! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed immediately after my first workout that I was in a better mood and had more patience, and that continued after each workout. &amp;nbsp;I was able to make it to the gym 4 times this week. &amp;nbsp;I think I'm going to take it easy tomorrow, and then on to W2D1 on Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm down 4.5 pounds!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-8206046310396638940?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://c25k.com/' title='I&apos;ma Runnin!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8206046310396638940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/ima-runnin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8206046310396638940'/><link rel='self' 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href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/united-states-is-republic-not-democracy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/3732315556946668946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/3732315556946668946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/united-states-is-republic-not-democracy.html' title='The United States is a Republic, Not a Democracy'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-8875967965653478820</id><published>2010-03-12T22:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T22:20:17.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Things'/><title type='text'>Change in Day Care was Good, I Think</title><content type='html'>After pulling my children out of daycare, I was in a mad dash to find new arrangements for Annie; I was lucky that I could bring her to work with me Thursday and Friday since the boss was out of town. &amp;nbsp;I can't do it this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did I find a place, but they are actually open 30 minutes later than the former daycare. &amp;nbsp;Yes, 30 whole minutes. &amp;nbsp;But that 30 minutes will make all the difference in the world for me. &amp;nbsp;I will now have Mommy Time! &amp;nbsp;I will have a whole 60 minutes after work before I need to pick her up (the other 30 is drive time). &amp;nbsp;And what is right next door to her new daycare? &amp;nbsp;That's right, a Snap Fitness gym. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to try this C25K program for a long time. &amp;nbsp;Couch to 5K. &amp;nbsp;It's to help people who have never run, begin a running&amp;nbsp;regimen. &amp;nbsp;But I seriously could not find any consistent time to do it. &amp;nbsp;Because of hubsy's schedule, if I'm not at work, I'm with the kids. &amp;nbsp;No girl time, no alone time, no nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I get an entire hour! &amp;nbsp;On days I don't go to the gym, I can actually get a manicure! &amp;nbsp;I am so excited I can't contain myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-8875967965653478820?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-8797039053534811735</id><published>2010-03-12T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T22:02:13.435-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Things'/><title type='text'>Just Bought Hubsy a Little Something</title><content type='html'>Ok, very little, but he'd mentioned it a couple of times, I just finally remembered. &amp;nbsp;We watch Bill O'Reilly before he goes to work at night, and he mentioned wanting to get a Bill O'Reilly membership. &amp;nbsp;It comes with a handy dandy Bill O'Reilly coffee mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Yearly PM Free Travel Mug" height="75" src="http://images.billoreilly.com/images/store/membermug-store2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so excited when he got the confirmation email. &amp;nbsp;It was really cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-8797039053534811735?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.billoreilly.com/membership' title='Just Bought Hubsy a Little Something'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8797039053534811735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-bought-hubsy-little-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8797039053534811735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8797039053534811735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://image.wetpaint.com/image/1/m5vVuKGkpPY6UanNubgtIQ19838/GW210H227" width="185" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img height="200" src="http://208.106.181.133/_media/imgs/articles/a99_Winehouse.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus Hostel directed by Eli Roth, and any movies from the Saw franchise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-8183494550630385489?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8183494550630385489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-want-3-d-tv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8183494550630385489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8183494550630385489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-want-3-d-tv.html' title='I Don&apos;t Want 3-D TV'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-733893680930446876</id><published>2010-03-11T14:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T16:24:34.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupid ideas'/><title type='text'>Survival of the Fittest at Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,588884,00.html"&gt;Snail Mucus?&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Really? &amp;nbsp;And people went to the authorities? &amp;nbsp;I would have loved to hear how that conversation went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, is this Miami Police Department? &amp;nbsp;Yes? &amp;nbsp;Well I would like to file a complaint. &amp;nbsp;This guy gave me some snail mucus to drink and it made me sick."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think we have too many safety nets so that survival of the fittest can't work properly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-733893680930446876?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,588884,00.html' title='Survival of the Fittest at Work'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/733893680930446876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/survival-of-fittest-at-work.html#comment-form' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman was in a coma. She had been in it for  months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ecxecxyshortcuts"&gt;Nurses&lt;/span&gt; were in her room  giving her a bed bath. One of them was washing her private area and noticed that  there was a slight&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;response on the monitor  whenever she touched her there... They tried it again and sure enough, there was  definite movement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went to her husband and explained what happened,  telling him, 'As crazy as this sounds, maybe a little oral sexwill do the trick  &amp;amp; bring her out of the coma.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband was skeptical, but they  assured him that they would close the curtains for privacy. The husband  finallyagreed and went into his wife's room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes the  woman's monitor flat lined, no pulse, no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ecxecxyshortcuts"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;heart  rate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;. The nurses ran back into the room. 'Whathappened!?' they  cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband said, 'I'm not sure; maybe she choked.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-29851701598571776?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/29851701598571776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/never-assume-that-men-understand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/29851701598571776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/29851701598571776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/never-assume-that-men-understand.html' title='Never Assume That Men Understand'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-1349079743456392714</id><published>2010-03-11T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T09:28:46.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Annie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Ryan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Police'/><title type='text'>Pulled my kids out of daycare last night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;What a mess! &amp;nbsp;I get a call from the owner last night, and she proceeds to tell me that she had taken out a restraining order against one of the employee's boyfriends and he wasn't allowed to go near the daycare center. &amp;nbsp;WHAT???&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Apparently this guy does drugs and beats his girlfriend, the employee. &amp;nbsp;She took out a restraining order against him but he showed up at her home anyway. &amp;nbsp;He was arrested, but his parents bailed him out. &amp;nbsp;So he went back over to her house, and he was arrested again. &amp;nbsp;His parents bailed him out again. &amp;nbsp;Then he started coming to the daycare to see her. &amp;nbsp;He was told not to go there, but he went anyway, so the owner took out a restraining order against him for the daycare center. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Then he took a picture of himself with a shotgun in his mouth and texted it to his girlfriend!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Yesterday, he showed up at daycare (while the owner was at the dentist, mind you) and his dumbass girlfriend LET HIM IN while my child was there!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Now the owner proceeds to tell me that she fired the girl immediately because the safety of my children is most important. &amp;nbsp;WHAT??? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;First, how could you NOT tell me that you had a restraining order against someone for coming near the daycare center where I trust you with my children. &amp;nbsp;Second, the first time this guy showed up the girl should have been fired. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I explained to the owner, that this guy probably doesn't have a job. &amp;nbsp;He is able to buy his drugs because of his girlfriend's income. &amp;nbsp;Now he's really going to be pissed because she doesn't have a job either... and he has a shotgun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I told her there was no way, as a good mother, I could bring my children back. &amp;nbsp;In today's world, crazy people get mad and then go shoot innocent people! &amp;nbsp;I just couldn't risk my childrens' lives. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Sometimes I wish I could be a stay at home mom again. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-1349079743456392714?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1349079743456392714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/pulled-my-kids-out-of-daycare-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1349079743456392714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1349079743456392714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/pulled-my-kids-out-of-daycare-last.html' title='Pulled my kids out of daycare last night'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-1959117556054061063</id><published>2010-02-25T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T15:56:30.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So you think you're going to use Please Rob Me on MY house?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I'm telling y'all now! I pray for the idiot(s) who use Please Rob Me Now to decide if they're going to rob MY house because I may be out shopping! I may not be home, but guess who is... My former Marine, 6'4" sharp shooter police officer husband who can teach the teachers how to handle a gun. That's who!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Just don't leave your blood on my carpet, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-1959117556054061063?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://pleaserobme.com/' title='So you think you&apos;re going to use Please Rob Me on MY house?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1959117556054061063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-you-think-youre-going-to-use-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1959117556054061063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1959117556054061063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-you-think-youre-going-to-use-please.html' title='So you think you&apos;re going to use Please Rob Me on MY house?'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-1269171819601832304</id><published>2010-02-21T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T16:14:23.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Guy's Logic</title><content type='html'>So my hubs has been&amp;nbsp;eying&amp;nbsp;the PS3 for quite some time now. &amp;nbsp;But frankly, we already have 2 xbox 360's and I just couldn't see getting a whole new gaming system. &amp;nbsp;Again. &amp;nbsp;It's not like the console and games are so cheap that you can pick a new one up every other month. &amp;nbsp;A new game, regardless of the brand, typically runs more than my phone bill! &amp;nbsp;It's just insane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last week both xboxes got the dreaded red ring of death. &amp;nbsp;And this isn't the first time, either. &amp;nbsp;We've already had to send each one back for repair before. &amp;nbsp;This would be the 2nd time. &amp;nbsp;And frankly, being a mac person, I had warned hubs that since xbox was made by Microsoft, be prepared for many repairs anyway! &amp;nbsp;But I digress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here's where the Guy Logic comes in... &amp;nbsp;Hubs worked last night. His shift ended Sunday at 6:30am. &amp;nbsp;Typically he would come home, sleep during the day and then be awake at night, as he tries to stay on his sleep schedule as much as possible, and then go back to bed Monday morning. &amp;nbsp;But unfortunately he has court Monday morning. &amp;nbsp;So he knows he has to stay up as long as possible today, so that he can sleep tonight in order to wake up rested for court tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He calls me this morning on his way home and actually says to me that he has to get a PS3 on the way home to help him stay up today! &amp;nbsp;See, there is no other way to stay up. &amp;nbsp;No matter that I was taking the kids to the Colorado Garden &amp;amp; Home Show today. &amp;nbsp;He couldn't come with us. &amp;nbsp;That wouldn't work, no way. &amp;nbsp;It must be the PS3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I chuckle to myself, and because I know that he has been waiting so patiently for this, I couldn't say no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did find it strange, though, that when I got home, he was in bed.... &amp;nbsp; I guess it wasn't the magic pill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, though, now our DVD player that was downstairs is upstairs. &amp;nbsp;The kids will be happy that I can now watch all of my Harry Potter movies in my room!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-1269171819601832304?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1269171819601832304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/guys-logic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1269171819601832304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1269171819601832304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/guys-logic.html' title='A Guy&apos;s Logic'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-7856522589198113329</id><published>2010-02-17T14:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T14:19:42.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone heard from Andrew McCarthy lately?    I'm just sayin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.onlocationvacations.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/mccarthy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.onlocationvacations.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/mccarthy.jpg" style="-webkit-user-select: none;" width="158" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="200" src="http://michellemalkin.cachefly.net/michellemalkin.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/bishop.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Andrew McCarthy &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Dr. Amy Bishop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-7856522589198113329?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7856522589198113329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/anyone-heard-from-andrew-mccarthy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7856522589198113329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7856522589198113329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/anyone-heard-from-andrew-mccarthy.html' title='Anyone heard from Andrew McCarthy lately?    I&apos;m just sayin!'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-8610174086858205409</id><published>2010-02-17T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T13:53:15.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Ryan'/><title type='text'>First Grade Sucks</title><content type='html'>My poor little Ryan! &amp;nbsp;I just got a call from his teacher. &amp;nbsp;The dreaded first grade teacher. &amp;nbsp;He was written up today. &amp;nbsp;Apparently last night, between Annie being stuck at my hip, cooking dinner and helping Nicholas with his homework, I forgot to sign Ryan's homework. &amp;nbsp;When their homework isn't signed, they lose recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well little Ryan didn't want to lose recess, especially since he had done his homework. &amp;nbsp;So apparently he tried to forge my signature! &amp;nbsp;I just about blew the coffee out of my nose. &amp;nbsp;Apparently she didn't find it too funny. &amp;nbsp;I, however, did! &amp;nbsp;Of course I will have that little talk with him and explain why what he did was wrong, but between you and me, I hope I get to see the signature!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-8610174086858205409?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8610174086858205409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-grade-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8610174086858205409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8610174086858205409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-grade-sucks.html' title='First Grade Sucks'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-7929375951297276546</id><published>2010-02-04T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:20:08.660-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dumb'/><title type='text'>If They Say it's Free and then Ask for Your Credit Card, What do You Expect is going to Happen Next?</title><content type='html'>Ok, first of all, I know I was reading the Huffington Post. &amp;nbsp;Don't give me any grief over it. &amp;nbsp;I consider myself to be on a reconnaissance mission. &amp;nbsp;But I digress. &amp;nbsp;So, Erica Possin, a college student, is smart enough to realize how important her credit score is, and wants to check it before she tries to purchase a car. &amp;nbsp;So far, seems pretty responsible. &amp;nbsp;But the brains stop there. &amp;nbsp;After clicking through page after page and entering personal information, including her credit card information, she says&amp;nbsp;she was surprised to see charges from a program she didn't realize she enrolled in, and is now suing Experian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it's a class action suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dumbing down of America has got to stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION PEOPLE: &amp;nbsp;If you are being asked for your credit card information, it isn't to send you a birthday card! &amp;nbsp;And frankly, if you think you should be receiving something for free, why would they need your credit card info in the first place! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every week I deal with someone who didn't read their contract and then they are upset with me when they don't like the details. &amp;nbsp;And our contracts don't have fine print! &amp;nbsp;I'm talking one paragraph, regular font. &amp;nbsp;Slow down and read it. &amp;nbsp;Understand what you are signing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take responsibility for your actions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-7929375951297276546?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/02/04/experian-sued-for-its-dec_n_449098.html' title='If They Say it&apos;s Free and then Ask for Your Credit Card, What do You Expect is going to Happen Next?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7929375951297276546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-they-say-its-free-and-then-ask-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7929375951297276546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7929375951297276546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-they-say-its-free-and-then-ask-for.html' title='If They Say it&apos;s Free and then Ask for Your Credit Card, What do You Expect is going to Happen Next?'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-502298756606684208</id><published>2010-02-04T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T21:21:08.096-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Govt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupid ideas'/><title type='text'>Demon Sheep or Sleestak?</title><content type='html'>I finally watched the demon sheep video (below) about 10 minutes ago. &amp;nbsp;It was hilarious! &amp;nbsp;If you don't have 3 minutes to watch the video, then scroll to 2:20. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if I looked in a mirror, I would still have that same dumbfounded look on my face. &amp;nbsp;What the heck was that???? &amp;nbsp;Who approved that ad? &amp;nbsp;Someone, somewhere, watched that video and thought it was a good idea! &amp;nbsp;Maybe even 2 people did! &amp;nbsp;I hope not 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who is narrating that? &amp;nbsp;I thought Paul Frees from the Haunted Mansion had already died! &amp;nbsp;Did they bring him back? &amp;nbsp;And where did they get those red eyes? &amp;nbsp;If Carly Fiorina wanted an ad like this, should have raised a little more capital and put it towards the quality of the ad so it wouldn't look like a remake of the Sleestaks in Land of the Lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KRY7wBuCcBY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=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/KRY7wBuCcBY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4tYyeqkz8OA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=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/4tYyeqkz8OA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&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/7918089-502298756606684208?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/502298756606684208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/demon-sheep-or-sleestak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/502298756606684208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/502298756606684208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/demon-sheep-or-sleestak.html' title='Demon Sheep or Sleestak?'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-8243963784984812028</id><published>2010-01-31T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T11:50:30.552-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Police'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Things'/><title type='text'>Oh Sweet Victory! It's the little things in life...</title><content type='html'>This is for anyone who's ever been stuck behind a parked train! &amp;nbsp;Hopefully it helps a little bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my hubby gave a ticket to a Conductor!  Oh sweet victory.  It's kind of like the people who drive 10+ miles BELOW the speed limit. Drives me nuts.  He gives them tickets, too, for impeding traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sure, speeders, red light runners and stop sign runners, etc get tickets too! &amp;nbsp;But isn't it refreshing when the passive-aggressive slow pokes on the road (or tracks) get pulled over, too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-8243963784984812028?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8243963784984812028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-sweet-victory-its-little-things-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8243963784984812028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8243963784984812028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-sweet-victory-its-little-things-in.html' title='Oh Sweet Victory! It&apos;s the little things in life...'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-3788491005352162749</id><published>2010-01-22T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:16:29.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Youtube - Hitler finds out Scott Brown won Massachusetts Senate Seat</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c4aQCiRjvZY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/c4aQCiRjvZY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'MS Shell Dlg'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'MS Shell Dlg'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-3788491005352162749?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3788491005352162749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/youtube-hitler-finds-out-scott-brown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/3788491005352162749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/3788491005352162749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/youtube-hitler-finds-out-scott-brown.html' title='Youtube - Hitler finds out Scott Brown won Massachusetts Senate Seat'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-4509204897199024347</id><published>2010-01-21T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T23:00:33.895-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Military'/><title type='text'>Trijicon decides to castrate their beliefs. #shame #tcot #military #fail</title><content type='html'>Now I'm pissed. &amp;nbsp;Just read&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/34982151/ns/us_news-military/"&gt;this updated article&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;After decades of printing biblical inscriptions on their products,&amp;nbsp;Trijicon says they will send kits for military personnel to remove inscriptions and will remove inscriptions from all current and future orders because they don't want to offend anyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what if, as a Christian, I'm now offended because they are taking it off?! &amp;nbsp;If I complain that I want it on there, will they add it back on? &amp;nbsp;Of course not, because once again Christians are brushed aside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sick and tired of having to pussyfoot around people for fear they might be offended. Well grow a spine, people. &amp;nbsp;We are all different and we can't all have it the way we want. &amp;nbsp;If Trijicon wants to print biblical inscriptions, then they should do it. &amp;nbsp;I think it is awful that they are kowtowing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will this insanity end? &amp;nbsp;This is just ridiculous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-4509204897199024347?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/34982151/ns/us_news-military/' title='Trijicon decides to castrate their beliefs. #shame #tcot #military #fail'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4509204897199024347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/trijicon-decides-to-castrate-their.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4509204897199024347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4509204897199024347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/trijicon-decides-to-castrate-their.html' title='Trijicon decides to castrate their beliefs. #shame #tcot #military #fail'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-2429394247414368740</id><published>2010-01-21T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T21:08:17.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Military'/><title type='text'>Muslims offended by bible passages on Trijicon scopes  #tcot #military #iaminfidel</title><content type='html'>What happened to freedom of speech for the majority? &amp;nbsp;Why is it that only minorities can say they are offended about something? &amp;nbsp;For way too long now, we have been pushed around by groups, religious and non, that only serve a few. &amp;nbsp;And now &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Muslims are offended that Trijicon scopes have bible passages inscribed on them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Christmastime, CHRISTMAS TIME, the time we celebrate Christ, the reason for the season, we can't put out a Nativity for fear of offending &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;3 people&lt;/span&gt; in a neighborhood of 30 who don't want to look at it. &amp;nbsp;If I'm not putting it in your yard, then go about your own business! &amp;nbsp;People can be so self righteous, and yet I certainly don't see them offering to work Christmas day to keep banks, DMV's and other businesses open even though they don't want to acknowledge the day! &amp;nbsp;Such hypocrites! &amp;nbsp;I work with a Muslim who would not participate in any of the Christmas activities we set up at work, and that is fine. &amp;nbsp;I have no problem with that. &amp;nbsp;But I certainly didn't see him offering to work on Friday, Dec 25th. &amp;nbsp;He was quick to take the day off with the rest of the Christians. &amp;nbsp;And believe me, if he would have offered to work, the owner of the company would have let him in a heart beat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's as if people pick and choose what to believe in for that particular moment, which is determined by what fits them best at that time. &amp;nbsp;The hypocrisy is astounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Muslims in the military are offended about the bible inscription on the scopes, but oddly enough, aren't offended by what the scopes are used for! &amp;nbsp;Talk about disjointed. &amp;nbsp;It's okay that they're using scopes to help them increase their kill count, but there sure better not be a passage from a different religion inscribed on it. &amp;nbsp;Oh no! &amp;nbsp;This is just so absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not misconstrue my frustration as frustration with our military. &amp;nbsp;I love our military and stand behind them 100%. &amp;nbsp;My husband was a Marine and has purchased his own Trijicon for use with his AR. &amp;nbsp;I'm just a mother of 4 who is tired of the minority pushing us around and all of the hypocrisy that goes along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please go&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://trijicon.com/contact.cfm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to send Trijicon a message showing your support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-2429394247414368740?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://abcnews.go.com/Blotter/us-military-weapons-inscribed-secret-jesus-bible-codes/story?id=9575794' title='Muslims offended by bible passages on Trijicon scopes  #tcot #military #iaminfidel'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2429394247414368740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/muslims-offended-by-bible-passages-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2429394247414368740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2429394247414368740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/muslims-offended-by-bible-passages-on.html' title='Muslims offended by bible passages on Trijicon scopes  #tcot #military #iaminfidel'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-4486134370160139985</id><published>2010-01-11T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:46:39.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone'/><title type='text'>I got my phone back</title><content type='html'>That's right!  What are the chances of getting an iPhone back!  Well apparently after my lovely husband sent a text to the phone stating he reported it stolen and was going to track it down she thought twice. She started trying to call people in my contact list to say she had the phone and wanted to give it to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her unlikely story was that she didn't want to give it to security at the museum because she didn't trust them.  Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we met up with her tonight and she gave me my phone back. I don't really know for sure what her reasoning was, but all I know is I'm now not out $200 to replace the phone!  Whew.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-4486134370160139985?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4486134370160139985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-got-my-phone-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4486134370160139985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4486134370160139985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-got-my-phone-back.html' title='I got my phone back'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-8578566842451407674</id><published>2010-01-10T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T18:18:12.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone'/><title type='text'>Attn B1t@h who stole my iPhone at @DenverMuseumNS #thief #iphone #icurseyou</title><content type='html'>Is your life really that pathetic that you had to steal my iPhone? &amp;nbsp;Really? &amp;nbsp;10 minutes. &amp;nbsp;That's all it took. &amp;nbsp;My Annie was being a big girl, using the potty, and I forgot I set it down in all the commotion of trying to potty train her, showing her proper hygiene, washing her hands. &amp;nbsp;I ran back to the restroom, but you had already been there and stolen it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am teaching my children to grow up with morals, care about other people, and have respect for property, you are out there teaching them a lesson, too. &amp;nbsp;Shame on you!!!! &amp;nbsp;What are you going to do with it? &amp;nbsp;Sell it for a few bucks on ebay? &amp;nbsp;Well save the money, because I'm sure that some day you'll need it for bail money, you loser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm putting a mother's curse on you! &amp;nbsp;That's right, I may not be your mother (and you're lucky I'm not because I would BEAT YOUR ASS for stealing) but I'm putting the curse on you! &amp;nbsp;You may have caused me a minor irritation of having to replace my phone, but one day you will look back on everything you've done in your life and you'll remember me and that day at the Denver Museum of Nature and Science, and you will feel regret. &amp;nbsp;Yes, it is just a phone, but you will feel bad about your behavior and your lack of morals. &amp;nbsp;You will be ashamed of your actions, and rightly so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go sell the phone on ebay or look through all of my personal information, texts with my husband, whatever it is you feel the need to do because you are pathetic. &amp;nbsp;Go ahead. &amp;nbsp;Remember, what comes around goes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you do end up with a conscience and decide to do the right thing, drop it off at the Commerce City Police Department, where my husband IS A COP and is tracking the phone anyway! &amp;nbsp;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-8578566842451407674?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8578566842451407674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/attn-b1th-who-stole-my-iphone-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8578566842451407674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8578566842451407674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/attn-b1th-who-stole-my-iphone-at.html' title='Attn B1t@h who stole my iPhone at @DenverMuseumNS #thief #iphone #icurseyou'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Denver Museum of Nature and Science, United States</georss:featurename><georss:point>39.7475 -104.9425</georss:point><georss:box>39.731002000000004 -104.9716825 39.763998 -104.91331749999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-5133284261880487357</id><published>2010-01-09T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T11:19:45.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupid ideas'/><title type='text'>Taking the kids out for the day</title><content type='html'>Today I am taking he kids out in public.  We haven't really gone anywhere in a couple weekends. I told them my expectations for their behavior. We'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've been reading HAVE A NEW KID BY FRIDAY so it'll be interesting. Hopefully it won't end in a sea of tears (and I mean mine)!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-5133284261880487357?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5133284261880487357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/taking-kids-out-for-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/5133284261880487357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/5133284261880487357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/taking-kids-out-for-day.html' title='Taking the kids out for the day'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-5661871057639644925</id><published>2010-01-06T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:21:58.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Annie'/><title type='text'>There's a frying pan in my bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Yes, there is a frying pan in my bed. &amp;nbsp;I didn't put it there. &amp;nbsp;Annie put it there. &amp;nbsp;She carried it around with her for 2 hours after dinner. &amp;nbsp;Then she came up to my room and brought it in bed. &amp;nbsp;For me, this was a choose your battles moment. &amp;nbsp;She wasn't swinging it. &amp;nbsp;She just set her stuffed puppy baby in it. &amp;nbsp;I guess it made a better chair than the basket she was using yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I just carried her to her crib, but I didn't put the pan in there with her. &amp;nbsp;No doubt she'll wake up in the middle of the night crying for it. &amp;nbsp;She loves to cuddle with things. &amp;nbsp;It's just that usually they're soft and cuddly, not cold and hard. &amp;nbsp;Go figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;All of my children are so unique and different. &amp;nbsp;But Aniella&amp;nbsp;just beats to the tune of her own drummer. &amp;nbsp;She is&amp;nbsp;by far the most free thinking. &amp;nbsp;She cracks me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-5661871057639644925?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5661871057639644925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/theres-frying-pan-in-my-bed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/5661871057639644925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/5661871057639644925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/theres-frying-pan-in-my-bed.html' title='There&apos;s a frying pan in my bed'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-4397321949895892009</id><published>2010-01-04T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:15:52.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><title type='text'>For all the women who dare age!</title><content type='html'>I thought I would post this again now that the holidays are over. For all the women who dared to age and gain a few pounds, read Carrie Fishers response to all the hatred.  It's priceless.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://carriefisher.com/?p=462&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-4397321949895892009?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4397321949895892009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-all-women-who-dare-age.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4397321949895892009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4397321949895892009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-all-women-who-dare-age.html' title='For all the women who dare age!'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-1950821131622842551</id><published>2010-01-02T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T12:12:03.476-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>I found another reason to never put my phone down</title><content type='html'>So I was checking out different ereaders and wow they are expensive! I just couldn't justify spending so much money. The books may be cheaper and i'm sure it's easier to carry an ereader around in my purse than another bag, but it's still a lot of money up front. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But while I was checking out the differences between them, I came across the barnes and noble ereader iPhone app!  And it's FREE!  I now have access to all the ebooks b&amp;n offers and every book I purchase is stored on my online account. I can also now download their free app for my computer so I can continue to read on my computer if I want.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However! I love to go to book stores and I really love the new library built in my town. It has a large room for he kids to play and a huge fireplace to read in front of.  I just hope I don't look to silly surrounded by beautiful books while I read on my iPhone!     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-1950821131622842551?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1950821131622842551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-found-another-reason-to-never-put-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1950821131622842551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1950821131622842551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-found-another-reason-to-never-put-my.html' title='I found another reason to never put my phone down'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-566239593459088032</id><published>2010-01-01T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T15:52:37.785-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Police'/><title type='text'>The Ride-Along was awesome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Wow I'm so exhausted! Had an awesome night on my ride-along with Nick. &amp;nbsp;He found drugs on a traffic stop, had a guy at gunpoint, (I didn't like that part), we ran code to shots fired (he drove really really REALLY fast), arrested a guy with a warrant, detoxed a drunk guy, and kissed me at midnight. ;) And just in c&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;ase you were wondering, there is NOTHING sexier than my husband in his uniform sneaking down the street with an Assault Rifle. Ha Ha! Happy New Year Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-566239593459088032?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/566239593459088032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/ride-along-was-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/566239593459088032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/566239593459088032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/ride-along-was-awesome.html' title='The Ride-Along was awesome!'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-8827621947095705023</id><published>2009-12-30T22:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:45:35.209-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Police'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Going on a Ride-along</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is new year's eve. I have never cared about new year's eve and tomorrow isn't any different. I usually stay hidden away from all the drunk drivers and can't even remember the last time I made it to midnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow I'm going on a ride along with hubby. He works graves. I'm really looking forward to it. The grandparents are coming over to stay with the kiddies.  It's also their last night here. They are driving back to California Friday morning. That should make for a pretty interesting day.  After I wake up tomorrow morning to go to work, I won't get to sleep again until Friday morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with four kids, doubt I'll get much sleep. The kids are going to be in heaven though when I tell them they get to play xbox ALL DAY! I think that'll be my only chance!  At least I'll have all weekend to recover!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-8827621947095705023?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8827621947095705023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/going-on-ride-along.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8827621947095705023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8827621947095705023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/going-on-ride-along.html' title='Going on a Ride-along'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-3533929767080046390</id><published>2009-12-27T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T08:46:23.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Preparing for another day with the parents</title><content type='html'>Yesterday wasn't as bad. &amp;nbsp;Mom didn't pick on me, but frankly much of the damage has already been done. &amp;nbsp;Maybe I'm being selfish. &amp;nbsp;Nick and I don't get very much time to ourselves. &amp;nbsp;Of course I look forward to seeing my parents, but I also look forward to being able to spend time with my husband, without the children. &amp;nbsp;He has tonight off, and I don't think we'll be able to do anything together! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did, however, decide that I AM going to go on a ride-along with him on New Year's Eve whether my parents watch the kids or not. I have a backup plan (thanks Kym)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm trying to think of something for all of us to do today, sans Nick, who got home from his shift at 7:30am! &amp;nbsp;He needs some sleep. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening to me vent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-3533929767080046390?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3533929767080046390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/preparing-for-another-day-with-parents.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/3533929767080046390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/3533929767080046390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/preparing-for-another-day-with-parents.html' title='Preparing for another day with the parents'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-6491393386105116934</id><published>2009-12-27T08:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T08:28:52.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess Al Gore is right.  Global warming is going to kill us!</title><content type='html'>Plants use carbon dioxide to make oxygen&lt;br /&gt;People breathe oxygen and make carbon dioxide&lt;br /&gt;If we cut carbon dioxide, plants will die because there is not enough to keep them healthy&lt;br /&gt;If plants die because there is not enough carbon dioxide, they won't produce oxygen&lt;br /&gt;If there is no oxygen, we will die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Gore is right. &amp;nbsp;Global warming is going to kill us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-6491393386105116934?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6491393386105116934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-guess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/6491393386105116934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/6491393386105116934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-guess.html' title='I guess Al Gore is right.  Global warming is going to kill us!'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-2785746332175546124</id><published>2009-12-26T08:38:00.029-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T08:26:53.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas is over and I'm ready to take down the decorations.</title><content type='html'>Christmas is over and I'm ready to take down the decorations. I'm not sure exactly what happened. I was really looking forward to my parents' visit. I hadn't seen them since last May. &amp;nbsp;But my mom has been, well, a bitch since they got here last Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Christmas Eve, she just kept picking at me and picking at me until I finally snapped. &amp;nbsp;First she wanted to help me fold clothes. &amp;nbsp;I know, sounds great! &amp;nbsp;How could I complain about that? &amp;nbsp;But I'm trying to bake for Christmas Eve and have a fun pizza making dinner with the kids. &amp;nbsp;It's our family tradition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I think THAT was more important than folding a few clothes. &amp;nbsp;It's not like we were running around naked with nothing to wear! &amp;nbsp;So I finally give in to save the peace and we go upstairs to fold. &amp;nbsp;She sits on the bed and folds like 4 items and just sat there while I did the rest! &amp;nbsp;When I finished folding, she says "well I wasn't much help, was I?" Still trying to keep the peace and not falling for her bait, I told her she kept me company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we go back downstairs to finish getting dinner ready. &amp;nbsp;I also had to finish wrapping some presents. &amp;nbsp;She said she would help me wrap. &amp;nbsp;I told her it wasn't a problem because I had to do it after the kids went to bed. &amp;nbsp;So at 9pm, I decide to try to get the kids to bed. &amp;nbsp;I tell her I'm going to give Annie a bath and then lay down with her to get her to sleep. &amp;nbsp;My mom asks about putting the toys that are already wrapped under the tree. &amp;nbsp;I told her not before the kids are asleep and that i'd be back down to do it later. &amp;nbsp;She got all attitudy, asking again when we were going to wrap and put them all under the tree. &amp;nbsp;I repeated, not until the kids go to bed! &amp;nbsp;Remember, 3 of them still believe in Santa so they CAN'T see the presents yet! &amp;nbsp;Anyway, she continues to pick at me and pick at me and then says she has a schedule she would like to keep! &amp;nbsp;WTF? &amp;nbsp;I finally lost it and yelled. &amp;nbsp;I told her too bad, Annie has to have a bath and the kids WILL be asleep before I put presents under the tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know holidays can be stressful, but if you would just relax and go with the flow, maybe you'll actually have some FUN! &amp;nbsp;Now there's an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm supposed to go shopping with her. &amp;nbsp;I swear she'd better not try to pick fights with me! &amp;nbsp;I can only take so much verbal abuse. &amp;nbsp;I won't let it build up into a rage, but I will stick up for myself! &amp;nbsp;I'm very disappointed with how she is treating me and my children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-2785746332175546124?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2785746332175546124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-is-over-and-i-ready-to-take.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2785746332175546124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2785746332175546124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-is-over-and-i-ready-to-take.html' title='Christmas is over and I&apos;m ready to take down the decorations.'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-8040909610225133467</id><published>2009-12-18T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T21:18:56.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama makes detour to Auschwitz on the way home from Copenhagen  #tcot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SyxTl9IVoPI/AAAAAAAAACU/uIMe0sh3Ugg/s1600-h/whitehouse.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SyxTl9IVoPI/AAAAAAAAACU/uIMe0sh3Ugg/s320/whitehouse.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Turns out Obama stopped by Auschwitz on his way home from Copenhagen. &amp;nbsp;He thought he would spruce up the Whitehouse for Hanukkah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-8040909610225133467?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8040909610225133467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/obama-makes-detour-to-auschwitz-on-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8040909610225133467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8040909610225133467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/obama-makes-detour-to-auschwitz-on-way.html' title='Obama makes detour to Auschwitz on the way home from Copenhagen  #tcot'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SyxTl9IVoPI/AAAAAAAAACU/uIMe0sh3Ugg/s72-c/whitehouse.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-7619315895897251091</id><published>2009-12-17T22:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:10:07.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Al Gore, here's a poem for ya!</title><content type='html'>This morning I woke up with a heavy heart.&lt;br /&gt;This Government is ripping my country apart.&lt;br /&gt;They tell me I'm bad because I exhale.&lt;br /&gt;They tell me I'm bad but will I continue to wail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me liberty or give me death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will fight for our rights,&lt;br /&gt;I will fight to the end.&lt;br /&gt;I will fight so my children can comprehend&lt;br /&gt;The reason we are the greatest country on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will not be lied to, we will not believe.&lt;br /&gt;The lies we are told, you will get no reprieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your abhorent behavior, forcing your agenda onto me&lt;br /&gt;You will be punished, you just wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save the baby humans!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-7619315895897251091?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7619315895897251091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-al-gore-heres-poem-for-ya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7619315895897251091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7619315895897251091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-al-gore-heres-poem-for-ya.html' title='Hey Al Gore, here&apos;s a poem for ya!'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-8855756859833111460</id><published>2009-12-16T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T15:31:23.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Condensed version of world history</title><content type='html'>I just received this in an email. &amp;nbsp;I don't know who to attribute it to, but it's too cute to not share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;those who don't  know about history ... Here is a condensed  version:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Humans originally  existed as members of small bands of nomadic hunters/gatherers. They lived on  deer in the mountains during the summer and would go to the coast and live on  fish and lobster in the  winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;The two most  important events in all of history were the invention of beer and the invention  of the wheel. The wheel was invented to get man to the beer. These were the  foundation of modern civilization and together were the catalyst for the  splitting of humanity into two distinct  subgroups:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;1 . Liberals,  and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;2.  Conservatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Once beer was  discovered, it required grain and that was the beginning of agriculture. Neither  the glass bottle nor aluminum can were invented yet, so while our early humans  were sitting around waiting for them to be invented, they just stayed close to  the brewery. That's how villages were  formed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Some men  spent their days tracking and killing animals to BBQ at night while they were  drinking beer. This was the beginning of what is known as the Conservative  movement..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Other men who were  weaker and less skilled at hunting learned to live off the conservatives by  showing up for the nightly BBQ's and doing the sewing, fetching, and hair  dressing. This was the beginning of the Liberal  movement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Some of these  liberal men eventually evolved into women. Those became known as girlie-men.  Some noteworthy liberal achievements include the domestication of cats, the  invention of group therapy, group hugs, and the concept of Democratic voting to  decide how to divide the meat and beer that conservatives  provided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over  the years conservatives came to be symbolized by the largest, most powerful land  animal on earth, the elephant. Liberals are symbolized by the  jackass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modern liberals like imported beer (with lime added), but most  prefer white wine or imported bottled water. They eat raw fish but like their  beef well done. Sushi, tofu, and French food are standard liberal fare.. Another  interesting evolutionary side note: most of their women have  higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #004080; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #004080; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;testosterone  levels than their men. Most social workers, personal injury attorneys,  journalists, dreamers in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #004080; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #004080; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Hollywood and  group therapists are liberals. Liberals invented the designated hitter rule  because it wasn't fair to make the pitcher also bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conservatives drink  domestic beer, mostly Bud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;or  Miller. They eat red meat and still provide for their women. Conservatives are  big game hunters, rodeo cowboys, lumberjacks, construction workers, firemen,  medical doctors, police officers, engineers, corporate executives, athletes,  members of the military, airline pilots and generally anyone who works  productively. Conservatives who own companies hire other conservatives who want  to work for a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberals produce little or nothing. They like to  govern the producers and decide what to do with the production. Liberals believe  Europeans are more enlightened than Americans.. That is why most of the liberals  remained in Europe when conservatives were coming to &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; &amp;nbsp;. They  crept in after the Wild West was tamed and created a business of trying to get  more for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here ends today's lesson in world history:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It  should be noted that a Liberal may have a momentary urge to angrily respond to  the above before forwarding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Conservative will simply laugh and be  so convinced of the absolute truth of this history that it will be forwarded  immediately to other true believers and to more liberals just to piss them  off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  there you have it…Let your next action reveal your true  self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-8855756859833111460?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8855756859833111460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/condensed-version-of-world-history.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8855756859833111460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8855756859833111460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/condensed-version-of-world-history.html' title='Condensed version of world history'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-2713304311450022939</id><published>2009-11-18T11:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T11:45:46.520-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Annie'/><title type='text'>My Annie was sick last night</title><content type='html'>My poor little baby.  This was her first night being sick like that.  She woke up about 3am and managed to get sick in her brother's room, my room, the bathroom and kitchen!  She finally fell back to sleep around 4:30am.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, at 6:30, she woke up, bright eyed with color in her cheeks and was ready to take on the world!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-2713304311450022939?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2713304311450022939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-annie-was-sick-last-night.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2713304311450022939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2713304311450022939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-annie-was-sick-last-night.html' title='My Annie was sick last night'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-7531817378890843344</id><published>2009-11-07T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T12:45:44.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a real question on HCR that is too long for twitter.  Please read and respond #tcot</title><content type='html'>Ok. &amp;nbsp;So they say that if you lose your job you won't lose your health insurance. &amp;nbsp;What exactly does that mean? Does it mean that I get to keep my health care and continue to pay what my portion was while I was employed, or does it mean that I can keep my health care but have to pay 100% of the premiums? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's the latter, what if I can't afford it? &amp;nbsp;Am I then forced into the public option? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know the answer and am looking for information.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-7531817378890843344?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7531817378890843344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-real-question-on-hcr-that-is-too.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7531817378890843344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7531817378890843344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-real-question-on-hcr-that-is-too.html' title='I have a real question on HCR that is too long for twitter.  Please read and respond #tcot'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-976184477244200024</id><published>2009-10-11T19:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T19:37:25.897-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I was a Mom.  When did I become a referee?</title><content type='html'>It's Sunday night. I'm exhausted. &amp;nbsp;Here is a quick synopsis of my weekend in all it's glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ryan stop yelling. &amp;nbsp;Nicholas stop fighting with Colby. &amp;nbsp;Nicholas stop fighting with Ryan." &amp;nbsp;Annie wants to go play outside so I get her all bundled up because it's only about 25 degrees (so much for global warming). &amp;nbsp;Ryan and Annie go out back to play. &amp;nbsp;Colby and Nick fight over the xbox. &amp;nbsp;Colby gives up and goes to play on the computer. &amp;nbsp;Ryan comes in and starts whining that he wants to play on the computer. &amp;nbsp;Colby gets mad and throws something at Ryan's head! &amp;nbsp;"Colby, go to your room. &amp;nbsp;Ryan, stop yelling. &amp;nbsp;Colby, come down here." &amp;nbsp;Colby comes down and I talk to him about throwing things at people and Ryan tries to hit Colby. &amp;nbsp;"Ryan, go to your room and STOP YELLING." &amp;nbsp;Annie, who had come in with Ryan, wants to go back outside but she has managed to take all of her clothes off, so I get her all bundled up again. &amp;nbsp;And I'm just getting started....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All weekend, I was either refereeing or dressing/undressing Annie. &amp;nbsp;And I am NOT exaggerating. &amp;nbsp;They fought all weekend. &amp;nbsp;And it's not like it was just two of them, it was all 4 of them, fighting constantly in different combinations!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I work hard all week. &amp;nbsp;I look forward to spending the weekend with my family, but inevitably, the children drive me wacko!!! &amp;nbsp;I finally broke down tonight and sent them all to their bedrooms. &amp;nbsp;That was at 6pm. &amp;nbsp;This is the most peace I've had all weekend. &amp;nbsp;And don't even get me started with how many times I had to pick up their trash. &amp;nbsp;I'm going to bed now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-976184477244200024?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/976184477244200024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-thought-i-was-mom-when-did-i-become.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/976184477244200024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/976184477244200024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-thought-i-was-mom-when-did-i-become.html' title='I thought I was a Mom.  When did I become a referee?'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-3413566239626867296</id><published>2009-10-10T13:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T13:25:48.922-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Annie'/><title type='text'>Things My Annie Says</title><content type='html'>Aniella, also known as MyAnnie, is 2 1/2 years old. &amp;nbsp;She is, to quote her grandmother, "A Pip." &amp;nbsp;That is basically a nice way of saying she's a handfull, independent, or even downright obnoxious at times. &amp;nbsp;You know, a typical 2-year old. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, she never stops talking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes she says some pretty cute things (at least they're cute to me). &amp;nbsp;So I've decided to share them when she does it. &amp;nbsp;One of my favorites actually got me in trouble about a week ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One evening a couple of weeks ago while my husband was on vacation, we were just hanging out at home. &amp;nbsp;Normally he would have been on his way to work at this time. &amp;nbsp;The doorbell rings and Annie jumps off the couch and screams at the top of her lungs, "PIZZA!!!!" &amp;nbsp;My husband looked at me and said, "Order pizza much?" &amp;nbsp;Then to make it worse, when I answered the door the pizza lady asked me how the kids were doing! &amp;nbsp;I cooked the following night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-3413566239626867296?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3413566239626867296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-my-annie-says.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/3413566239626867296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/3413566239626867296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-my-annie-says.html' title='Things My Annie Says'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-2056508471625555925</id><published>2009-10-08T21:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:14:02.422-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Making informed decisions is more important than making random decisions</title><content type='html'>I just had a great Tweet-versation with a woman who had very opposite views than myself. &amp;nbsp;It made me remember how important it is that we all need to understand both sides of a debate, or we can't possibly make an informed decision. &amp;nbsp;It wasn't that we were trying to change each other's minds, but rather just explaining our point of view. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes the stereotypes we have about each other really cloud our vision. &amp;nbsp;We often latch on to one word someone says and then take it completely out of context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debate is healthy. Screaming is not. &amp;nbsp;Just because you listen to someone and try to understand what they are saying, doesn't mean you have to agree. &amp;nbsp;It just means you are taking the time to listen and understand. &amp;nbsp;I'm just saying! &amp;nbsp;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-2056508471625555925?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2056508471625555925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/making-informed-decisions-is-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2056508471625555925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2056508471625555925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/making-informed-decisions-is-more.html' title='Making informed decisions is more important than making random decisions'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-1919483626160836528</id><published>2009-10-08T10:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T10:55:50.092-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H1N1'/><title type='text'>H1N1 in my home - an Update</title><content type='html'>Well, it seems like it was a false alarm.  Nicholas' temperature never went above 101.5, and that was only for a short time, and it mostly hovered around 99-100.  I kept him home from school for a couple of days.  This morning he was at 98 and felt great.  So back to school he went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now Annie has a cough.  Typical.  Isn't the beginning of the school year wonderful, with all of the new germs they pick up?  sheesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-1919483626160836528?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1919483626160836528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/h1n1-in-my-home-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1919483626160836528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1919483626160836528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/h1n1-in-my-home-update.html' title='H1N1 in my home - an Update'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-6885750321972622297</id><published>2009-10-08T10:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T10:49:52.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't see my Twitter Home timeline</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't been on Twitter very long, but I have found it to be very addicting now that I've got the hang of it.  And now my Home page timeline isn't working.  It's been down for about two hours now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so naked!  Please, Twitter, please restore the tweets!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-6885750321972622297?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6885750321972622297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-can-see-my-twitter-home-timeline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/6885750321972622297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/6885750321972622297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-can-see-my-twitter-home-timeline.html' title='I can&amp;#39;t see my Twitter Home timeline'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-959353202352122201</id><published>2009-10-07T13:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T13:29:22.392-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what I call bad product placement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I hope this comes out okay. I know these ads change regularly, so I couldn't just post a link to the page. Hope you can read it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/Sszrjx4w_4I/AAAAAAAAABY/2FgOMi6qFTs/s1600-h/dgmzwm6k_52cks3c6fv_b.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/Sszrjx4w_4I/AAAAAAAAABY/2FgOMi6qFTs/s320/dgmzwm6k_52cks3c6fv_b.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-959353202352122201?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/959353202352122201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-what-i-call-bad-product.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/959353202352122201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/959353202352122201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-what-i-call-bad-product.html' title='This is what I call bad product placement!'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/Sszrjx4w_4I/AAAAAAAAABY/2FgOMi6qFTs/s72-c/dgmzwm6k_52cks3c6fv_b.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-4871340925616851267</id><published>2009-10-06T13:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T13:55:45.082-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H1N1'/><title type='text'>H1N1 hits my home</title><content type='html'>Got a call from the school that Nicholas has a fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this morning I was talking with my mom, saying that I didn't think I was going to get the H1N1 flu vaccine. &amp;nbsp;By 11am, though, I was on my way to pick up Nicholas from school. &amp;nbsp;He has a fever... and supposedly was exposed to H1N1 from someone in his class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had researched the vaccine and found some interesting information. &amp;nbsp;Apparently when the government asks big pharma to quickly produce a vaccine, big pharma requests immunity from lawsuits because they claim they haven't had time to properly test the vaccine. &amp;nbsp;Back in 1970's, the government asked big pharma to quickly make the vaccine and it turns out that the vaccine can cause &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guillain-Barr%C3%A9_syndrome"&gt;Guillian-Barre Syndrome&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that they've requested immunity again, and have been given it. &amp;nbsp;What concerns me is that by asking for immunity, big pharma is basically saying, look, we've made the vaccine, but you haven't allowed us time to test it to make sure that it is okay! &amp;nbsp;And supposedly, there is a leaked vaccine insert that says the new vaccine can STILL cause it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm at home with Nicholas who is resting in bed, and I'm not so sure of my decision. &amp;nbsp;The vaccine isn't available yet, so it's not like I could have given it to my children, but now I am second guessing what would have been my decision, to not vaccinate my children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess as a mom you always second guess yourself, though. &amp;nbsp;So for now, I will try to keep the other 3 kids away from him. &amp;nbsp;I've already bleached everything. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully we can get through this pretty quickly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-4871340925616851267?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://thebirdflupandemic.com/archives/h1n1-swine-flu-vaccine-insert-admits-it-causes-guillain-barre-syndrome-vasculitis-paralysis-anaphylactic-shock-and-death' title='H1N1 hits my home'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4871340925616851267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/h1n1-hits-my-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4871340925616851267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4871340925616851267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/h1n1-hits-my-home.html' title='H1N1 hits my home'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-1379863707876033951</id><published>2009-10-04T13:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T14:41:24.095-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I'm a real dork!</title><content type='html'>So I'm at Nicholas' baseball game but I really don't feel well at all. So I decide to stay in the car because I didn't want to get anyone sick. Annie wants me to turn the radio on, so I do.  Now, I had no idea that the battery would die after only 40 minutes!  Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-1379863707876033951?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1379863707876033951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimes-im-real-dork.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1379863707876033951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1379863707876033951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimes-im-real-dork.html' title='Sometimes I&apos;m a real dork!'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-1898446662474652467</id><published>2009-10-04T10:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T10:57:48.243-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><title type='text'>SNL  Obama's Accomplishments Jack and Squat</title><content type='html'>This is a &lt;a href="http://ow.ly/sCjj"&gt;Saturday Night Live Video&lt;/a&gt; poking fun of Obama and his lack of accomplishments so far. It is laugh out loud funny. Watch it and share with others! It's too funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-1898446662474652467?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://ow.ly/sCjj' title='SNL  Obama&apos;s Accomplishments Jack and Squat'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1898446662474652467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/snl-obamas-accomplishments-jack-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1898446662474652467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1898446662474652467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/snl-obamas-accomplishments-jack-and.html' title='SNL  Obama&apos;s Accomplishments Jack and Squat'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-4144948230394150245</id><published>2009-10-03T13:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T13:36:58.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ross McKitrick: Defects in key climate data are uncovered</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ross_McKitrick"&gt;Ross McKitrick&lt;/a&gt; is a respected environmental economist.  Two days ago, on October 1st, McKitrick wrote &lt;a href="http://network.nationalpost.com/np/blogs/fpcomment/archive/2009/10/01/ross-mckitrick-defects-in-key-climate-data-are-uncovered.aspx"&gt;THIS ARTICLE&lt;/a&gt; about the flawed data, known as the Hockey Stick graph, that has been used as the main source of information regarding global warming.  The Hockey Stick graph was created by a US Climatologist, Michael Mann.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many years, scientists who tried to replicate the study could not.  None of them were able to replicate the Hockey Stick graph that depicted the spike in the rise of temperature.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that although a large sample of tree cores was taken, only about 12 of the cores were used.  When you add the rest of the tree cores into the data, the graph does not look like a Hockey Stick at all.  It is in line with the rest of the graph.  No Hockey Stick.  No spike in warming.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so important right now to know the truth.  If we are misinformed, we will make decisions that will impact future generations and cost them trillions in unnecessary taxes.  Please take time to read the article.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-4144948230394150245?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://network.nationalpost.com/np/blogs/fpcomment/archive/2009/10/01/ross-mckitrick-defects-in-key-climate-data-are-uncovered.aspx' title='Ross McKitrick: Defects in key climate data are uncovered'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4144948230394150245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/ross-mckitrick-defects-in-key-climate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4144948230394150245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4144948230394150245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/ross-mckitrick-defects-in-key-climate.html' title='Ross McKitrick: Defects in key climate data are uncovered'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-7764736006032849235</id><published>2009-10-02T21:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T21:52:24.121-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So Disappointed in People.  Common Sense is Gone</title><content type='html'>Every day I am more and more disheartened.  When Whoopi Goldberg says "It wasn't rape-rape", and Jimmy Carter says that animosity toward President Barack Obama is based on the fact that he is a black man, I start to feel more and more defeated.  What is wrong with people these days. Why is it that if I disagree with Obama I must be a racist??  Why can't it be that I don't agree with his policies and the road he is trying to take our country down?  What in the world is rape-rape, and why isn't it as bad as rape?  What if it was your daughter when she was 13 years old?  Would you be okay with it and say it wasn't so bad?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on people!  Where has all of the common sense gone?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to raise my children with common sense, instill in them a sense of right and wrong, common courtesy towards others, compassion and with a strong moral compass.  Please join me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-7764736006032849235?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7764736006032849235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-disappointed-in-people-common-sense.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7764736006032849235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7764736006032849235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-disappointed-in-people-common-sense.html' title='So Disappointed in People.  Common Sense is Gone'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-5721509453135872773</id><published>2009-10-01T09:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T09:55:12.127-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jon Gosselin is a Moron</title><content type='html'>So TLC drops him because he's an idiot, running around town with different women, ignoring his children and slamming his wife. So instead of thinking that maybe, just maybe, his behavior caused this and apologizing, he goes on a legal rampage trying to delay his divorce and stop the show that is putting food on his children's table. Does he seriously think people are so stupid to believe that he is doing this for their welfare? Since when does he care about their welfare, I guess after he finished screwing the babysitter in the house while the kids were asleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, but does he have another job lined up for him to make sure he can keep a roof over their heads and food on their table? Probably not! A responsible parent would not cut off their source of income until another one was available! Oh wait, he's got a new show in the works about Divorced Dads, that's right! Talk about a train wreck! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he can be a runway model for Ed Hardy! Last weekend I saw a really neat carseat cover and almost bought it until I saw it was Ed Hardy. Made me think of Jon Gosselin. I specifically didn't buy it because I didn't want to think of him every time I got in my car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a douche!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-5721509453135872773?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5721509453135872773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/jon-gosselin-is-moron.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/5721509453135872773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/5721509453135872773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/jon-gosselin-is-moron.html' title='Jon Gosselin is a Moron'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-8342689006656782136</id><published>2009-09-30T16:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T16:52:32.302-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Obviously Miserable Couple</title><content type='html'>On again, off again, I really don't care either way. But &lt;a href="http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20309202,00.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; picture of Jessica Biel and Justin Timberlake SCREAMS miserableness! Can you say Publicity Shot?  It looks like they decided to take a stressful walk just to show people they're together.  Odd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-8342689006656782136?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20309202,00.html' title='An Obviously Miserable Couple'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8342689006656782136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/obviously-miserable-couple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8342689006656782136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/8342689006656782136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/obviously-miserable-couple.html' title='An Obviously Miserable Couple'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-2105903858271471296</id><published>2009-09-28T21:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:28:31.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Activists are Whining Again about their Messiah</title><content type='html'>Unbelievable.  I am so annoyed right now.  &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/33061498/ns/politics-white_house/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; stupid article showed up on MSNBC today.  Apparently the &lt;strike&gt;left wing Socialist babies sucking Obama's tittays&lt;/strike&gt;, ehem, Activists are complaining about a poster in a STRIP CLUB depicting Obama as the joker.  Are you kidding me??  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently they don't remember &lt;a href="http://www.vanityfair.com/online/politics/2008/07/bush-as-joker.html"&gt;this picture of Bush&lt;/a&gt; depicted as the aforementioned joker, printed in July of 2008. I don't remember the picture of Bush causing any &lt;strike&gt;whining, crying and sulking&lt;/strike&gt; protests from Conservatives.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sick and tired of the left complaining that &lt;strike&gt;their Messiah&lt;/strike&gt;  Obama is being targeted because we are racists.  I'm  not a racist.  I'm a realist.  I can see what he is doing to this country and I don't like it.  I don't care if he is black, white, orange or purple.  He is single handedly ruining the United States as it was designed to be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, with everything going on, he's trying to get the Olympics, in of all places, CHICAGO,  &lt;strike&gt;his&lt;/strike&gt;  the home of corruption. I wouldn't be surprised if he rehires all of the ACORN workers to pose as a Welcoming Committee for the Chicago Olympics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-2105903858271471296?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/33061498/ns/politics-white_house/' title='Activists are Whining Again about their Messiah'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2105903858271471296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/activists-are-whining-again-about-their.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2105903858271471296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2105903858271471296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/activists-are-whining-again-about-their.html' title='Activists are Whining Again about their Messiah'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-3634813195287356381</id><published>2009-09-27T21:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T21:48:28.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Flippin Typical - NO HOT WATER!</title><content type='html'>Our water heater is on the fritz again. This time water is leaking everywhere, looks like from every place a pipe is connected!  Darned thing is only 7 years old.  I don't think that's a long life for a water heater.  So tomorrow I get the joy of taking an ice cold shower.  I am sooo not looking forward to that.  I don't handle cold water very well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately I got all the kids bathed, except for Ryan, before the hot water ran out.  I really hope we aren't going to need a new water heater.  That can't be cheap and I don't have the extra funds for a new one right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can already see tomorrow not starting off very well.  Cold shower, going back to work after a mini vacation, yuck.  I think tomorrow has BAD MOOD written all over it.  If I'm smart, I'll get up a little early to make myself a nice cup of coffee instead of waiting until I get to work.  I think I'm going to need it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-3634813195287356381?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3634813195287356381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/flippin-typical-no-hot-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/3634813195287356381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/3634813195287356381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/flippin-typical-no-hot-water.html' title='Flippin Typical - NO HOT WATER!'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-1230865669034291567</id><published>2009-09-27T09:53:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T10:25:06.868-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean House makes me clean my house</title><content type='html'>Every time I watch this show, I end up cleaning my house!  My house looks nothing like these homes, thank goodness, but something about this show compels me to start cleaning!  I've also started a cleaning calendar to keep me on track.  Every Saturday I have a list of items to do.  Some items are done every week, some monthly, some every six months and so on.  It's based on a cleaning chart I found at &lt;a href="http://www.realsimple.com/"&gt;RealSimple.com&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I've watched a ton of design shows, but &lt;a href="http://www.mystyle.com/mystyle/shows/cleanhouse/castbios/index.jsp"&gt;Mark Brunetz&lt;/a&gt; is my favorite designer.  He makes every home look beautiful.  He doesn't do any of that wacky, weird colored, outlandish designs that don't go with any other room in the house.  He makes the entire house flow and look calm and relaxing.  I really wish he would come do my house.  I am really not good at designing at all!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, every time I do something nice to the house, the boys are right there to break it!  To date, they have broken a metal bunk bed (bent the frame), their closet doors, our bannister (it's loose, will have to have it fixed), a drawer in the refrigerator, clogged a toilet with a toy and broke all the screens in the house (Nick has since re-screened every window for me).  Needless to say, they keep me on my toes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-1230865669034291567?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mystyle.com/mystyle/shows/cleanhouse/index.jsp' title='Clean House makes me clean my house'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1230865669034291567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/clean-house-makes-me-clean-my-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1230865669034291567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1230865669034291567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/clean-house-makes-me-clean-my-house.html' title='Clean House makes me clean my house'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-4975500811394001471</id><published>2009-09-26T18:40:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T14:52:29.851-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian vs Muslim - Double Standard</title><content type='html'>First, let me say that I one of the great things about America is freedom of religion.  But Christians are being targeted more and more often.  I just want to know if anyone told the &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/POLITICS/09/25/muslim.prayer.day/"&gt;Muslims&lt;/a&gt; they had to pay thousands of dollars like the &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,522637,00.html"&gt;Christians&lt;/a&gt; in San Diego were told!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that San Diego eventually relented, but still, they were wrongly targeted as is becoming more and more frequent.  I'm just so sick of the double standard with religions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wonder why schools are dangerous, why kids are more violent, why society has no morals, and yet there are people working every day to remove God from our lives,  schools, the Pledge of Allegiance, home bible studies.  And since when did the minority start dictating to the majority?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my children to learn about all of the different religions.  We shouldn't have to hide religion.  We will celebrate Christmas in our home, and I will wish people a Merry Christmas, not Happy Holidays.  When my children ask me what a Menorah is, I will have an open, honest discussion with them and explain the differences in beliefs.  They will not be told lies or half-truths, and I certainly won't hide anything from them.  Why is this so difficult?  I don't think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope, and pray, that I will be raise educated children with strong Christian values, who can think for themselves and will not be swayed by fear-mongers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-4975500811394001471?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4975500811394001471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/christian-vs-muslim-double-standard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4975500811394001471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/4975500811394001471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/christian-vs-muslim-double-standard.html' title='Christian vs Muslim - Double Standard'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-2571756910065032695</id><published>2009-09-25T17:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T17:14:39.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated!!</title><content type='html'>I am so frustrated right now.  I feel like I've been in the terrible two's for 9 years now!  I am so ready to be finished with them.  The constant temper tantrums, screaming and crying.  It is so hard to listen to day in and day out.  Don't get me wrong, of course I love all of my children, and Annie really has an incredible personality, but when she is ticked off, she brings the thunder!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, when you have 1 child, and that child is playing peacefully with a toy, or outside, then there is peace in the house.  With 4 kids, the chances of them all being happy at the same time are very slim.  And it's never the same one who is sad, mad or upset about something.  And as soon as he is better, another one is right there to take his place.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight I'm going to make an easy dinner, keep the kids outside as long as possible, and try to relax.  Breathe in, breathe out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-2571756910065032695?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2571756910065032695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/frustrated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2571756910065032695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/2571756910065032695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated!!'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-7482561812101167564</id><published>2009-09-25T15:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T15:25:09.527-06:00</updated><title type='text'>California freeways</title><content type='html'>Ever notice how all of the freeways in California are referred to as "The..."...  The 405, The 110, The 5.  What's up with that?  Here in Colorado, they start with "I..."  I25, I70, I'm sure it stands for Interstate.  "The" doesn't stand for anything.  I personally think they are referred to with "The" in the beginning, because they deserve such a distinguished title.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know what you're thinking.  California freeways are a nightmare!  Yes, I know, but that is because they are so full of cars.  It's really not the freeways that are bad, it's the cars.  One thing I've actually learned from living in Colorado, is that the California roadways are actually designed quite well.  Entrances and exits are fairly standard, meaning you know they will be on the right side of the road most of the time.  In Colorado, freeway entrances have no rhyme or reason.  In California, lanes are typically the same width apart!  You would think that something like that would be standard.  Not so, just try driving on I25 through the Tech Center. Nightmare!!!  The cars get sooo close to each other.  I hate driving through it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I apparently did way too much freeway driving here yesterday, because all I could do was think about how much more organized the engineers in California make the roadways!  I never thought I would admit to something like that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-7482561812101167564?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7482561812101167564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/california-freeways.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7482561812101167564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7482561812101167564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/california-freeways.html' title='California freeways'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-7867607709890060476</id><published>2009-09-18T21:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T21:17:30.735-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Laid Plans</title><content type='html'>We had good intentions.  Our first plan for the night was for Nick and me to go see Brad Paisley.  We don't get out much without the kids and thought this would be a great evening out.  A few weeks back I was talking about getting tickets and the new guy at work said he could get them for us.  Great!  Two weeks later, he says the tickets will be at will call.  Two days ago he says he can't get them.  I'm thinking the new guy is gonna be a short timer!  Anyway, we decided that we would have a family night instead.  This would be special because Nick normally works Friday nights.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, last night, actually, 5:30 this morning, Nick calls saying he's going to be late because he had a big arrest and had lots of evidence to book in.  I don't hear from him again until 12:30pm!  He's just on his way home.  He worked 16.5 hours!  I knew where this was headed...  He says to wake him up when I get home with the kids and we'll go see a movie.  I wake him up at 6:00pm, and he asks for another 45 minutes of sleep.  How could I deny him when he was out keeping the streets safe the night before!  So 45 minutes goes by, and I just can't do it.  I couldn't wake him up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am and it's 9:15pm.  The kids don't seem to mind, though.  3 are playing upstairs and one is playing video games down stairs.  Fortunately Nick is on vacation this week as well, so we will have lots of time to spend together.  I just couldn't seem to wake him up after such a long night at work.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are planning on trying to have a date night again next Friday.  I'm not sure what we are going to do, but hopefully it will involve leaving the house!  Maybe go to the drive in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-7867607709890060476?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7867607709890060476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-laid-plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7867607709890060476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7867607709890060476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-laid-plans.html' title='Best Laid Plans'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-7182616681792026038</id><published>2009-09-18T13:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T13:29:54.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Carrie Fisher is my new Hero!!!</title><content type='html'>Carrie Fisher had &lt;a href="http://carriefisher.com/?p=462"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; to say to all the stuck up, snobby haters out there who have nothing better to do but pick apart women! Yea Carrie for sticking up for yourself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-7182616681792026038?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carriefisher.com/?p=462' title='Carrie Fisher is my new Hero!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7182616681792026038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/carrie-fisher-is-my-new-hero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7182616681792026038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/7182616681792026038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/carrie-fisher-is-my-new-hero.html' title='Carrie Fisher is my new Hero!!!'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-6701105848116790057</id><published>2009-08-18T09:25:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:32:19.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Unsustainable the new IT word?</title><content type='html'>I don't want to get all political, but I'm going to post a couple of links...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/International/wireStory?id=8230859"&gt;Cuba&lt;/a&gt; says their free health care system is unsustainable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,539943,00.html"&gt;Canada&lt;/a&gt; says their free health care system is unsustainable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, Cuba and Canada both used the word "unsustainable." The cost is too much of a burden for their governments to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet most people, Democrats, Republicans and Liberals alike, would agree that our health care system needs to be overhauled. But why in the world would we do something that other current governments say is not working for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can think is that those who don't know history are doomed to repeat it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-6701105848116790057?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://abcnews.go.com/International/wireStory?id=8230859' title='Is Unsustainable the new IT word?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6701105848116790057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-unsustainable-new-it-word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/6701105848116790057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/6701105848116790057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-unsustainable-new-it-word.html' title='Is Unsustainable the new IT word?'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-6387621683898083467</id><published>2009-08-16T08:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:11:51.291-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado Weather</title><content type='html'>Well our trip to the park lasted a whole 10 minutes.  I know how Colorado weather is.  I should have waited it out...  When we got to the park, it started raining, so we ended up leaving.  By the time we got home, the sun was out!  At least there wasn't any fighting while we were out!  I'm going to try to find something different for us to do on Sunday.  Something we haven't done before.  A new adventure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-6387621683898083467?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6387621683898083467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/colorado-weather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/6387621683898083467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/6387621683898083467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/colorado-weather.html' title='Colorado Weather'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-1759526444088707926</id><published>2009-08-15T10:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T10:23:37.012-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goin to the park</title><content type='html'>So I'm going to take the kids to the park today.  This SHOULD be fun, you would think.  It's beautiful outside, there is a picnic table, huge open space, a play area, a trail and access to the Platte River.  I always have grandiose ideas of how much fun we are all going to have doing some activity I've conjured up.  I always think ahead of what we're going to do, how we are all going to laugh and get along.  But for some reason, it never seems to play out that way.  The kids fight, I get mad, the kids fight some more, I get mad some more, then we end up leaving, probably after being stared at by more than a couple of people.  We all end up frustrated and ready to go home!  Then the cycle repeats itself the following weekend.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am determined to have fun today, though!  Why I think today will be any different, I'm not sure.  But I'm going to try!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-1759526444088707926?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1759526444088707926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/goin-to-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1759526444088707926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1759526444088707926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/goin-to-park.html' title='Goin to the park'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-9033416109641043111</id><published>2009-04-25T11:21:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T11:41:49.447-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Testing Game</title><content type='html'>"I love the terrible twos, I love the terrible twos, I love the terrible twos!"  I keep telling myself that.  Actually, I do love the terrible twos, which makes me think I just might need more meds!  Today Annie is playing the Testing Game.  You know, when you tell your child not to do something and she starts to do it anyway, and turns to look at you to see if you are serious or not.... But I digress... So my husband worked last night; he's on graves.  He gets home around 7am, just as the rest of us are waking up.  I try to keep our home as quiet as possible, but with 4 children, well, it is just never quiet here.  But some days are louder than others.  At first Annie is playing quietly, pushing one of her brothers' toy tanks back and forth on the couch pillow.  I look at her from the side of my eye (I can't let her see me looking at her or she will scream at me), and am happy that she is playing so nicely.  Then when I least expect it, she pushes the tank as hard as she can and lets go, sending it flying off the end of the pillow and onto our floor, making a horrendous crash, which brings me back to the Testing Game. I quickly tell her not to do that.  She picks up the tank and starts playing quietly again on the pillow.  As I watch her, she slowly turns her head and looks at me with a devilish grin on that angelic face.  She starts to shove the tank again, but catches it at the last minute, faking me out, grinning at me the whole time!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This sweet, delicate little girl who can't even complete a full sentence yet is faking me out, seeing how far she can push me, what she can get away with.  I try not to laugh, because the second she thinks I think she's funny, the game goes into overtime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-9033416109641043111?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9033416109641043111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/testing-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/9033416109641043111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/9033416109641043111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/testing-game.html' title='The Testing Game'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7918089.post-1927936230580742344</id><published>2009-01-17T10:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:47:06.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Over</title><content type='html'>All of my old posts were, well, really old.  So I thought I would start new with a new look and new posts.  My new goal for this blog is to just share my everyday experiences, often hilarious, in raising 4 children and being married to a Police Officer.  Let's just say that while my days may seem routine, they are often filled with the unexpected.  If I end up with any readers, I hope that I can make you smile a few times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7918089-1927936230580742344?l=amommysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1927936230580742344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/starting-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1927936230580742344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7918089/posts/default/1927936230580742344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amommysworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/starting-over.html' title='Starting Over'/><author><name>wendysboys</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aNeKEvrhPIg/SskVKHBDagI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5QQaFwY_Xa8/S220/Bitch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
