<?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-4623877200515357844</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:41:59.850-08:00</updated><category term='wordless wednesday'/><category term='Thomas and Friends Birthday Party'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='thomas the train chocolate molds'/><category term='birthday party list'/><category term='thomas the train chocolate'/><category term='miscarriage'/><category term='everydaygia'/><category term='thomas the train'/><category term='potty training'/><category term='sesame street cupcakes'/><category term='happy'/><category term='blog'/><category term='diaper changing'/><category term='elmo cupcakes'/><category term='gia'/><category term='jewelry box cake'/><category term='cookie monster cupcakes'/><title type='text'>gia</title><subtitle type='html'>Just a collection of my thoughts and daily happenings which include- the joys of motherhood, blah, blah, blahl and getting through all of lifes ups and downs one cup of coffee at a time!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-3811641002766290147</id><published>2008-06-06T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T06:41:08.827-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydaygia'/><title type='text'>WOW.</title><content type='html'>Being back on this site makes me realize how much I can't stand it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new site isn't showing on the last post.. Let's see if I can make it work now.. &lt;br /&gt;It's everydaygia on wordpress.com.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just google- everydaygia.wordpress.com&lt;br /&gt;Hope u enjoy it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-3811641002766290147?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3811641002766290147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=3811641002766290147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/3811641002766290147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/3811641002766290147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2008/06/wow.html' title='WOW.'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-2977992925004384294</id><published>2008-06-06T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T06:39:16.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I MOVED.............</title><content type='html'>CHECK OUT MY NEW BLOG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://everydaygia.wordpress.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-2977992925004384294?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2977992925004384294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=2977992925004384294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/2977992925004384294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/2977992925004384294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-moved.html' title='I MOVED.............'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-1258248921158945890</id><published>2007-09-02T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T19:17:36.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel so sick</title><content type='html'>I drove my husband to work yesterday morning.&lt;br /&gt;We were on the Horace Harding Expwy approaching main st. to make the usual left......&lt;br /&gt;A police car is stopped.&lt;br /&gt;Theres an ambulance.&lt;br /&gt;Shit. you see a bike and a man lying on the floor.. Hes not moving.. Seems lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;It made me so sick.&lt;br /&gt;"Where the hell is the car? " I asked my husband. . "Was it a hit and run?"&lt;br /&gt;I look to my right..&lt;br /&gt;and see the bus with its hazards on.&lt;br /&gt;BUS DRIVERS, UGH.&lt;br /&gt;I hate them.&lt;br /&gt;If you live in Queens, if you live in NYC, you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;They're the worst. . they don't give a shit about anyone or anything.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Rob, he's not moving.. do you think he'll be okay? I hope he'll be okay"&lt;br /&gt;I feel even more sick now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man on Bike Killed by NYC Bus in Queens&lt;br /&gt;QUEENS (1010 WINS)  -- A 31-year-old man is dead after being hit by a New York City bus while riding his bike near the Horace Harding Expressway in Queens, police said.&lt;br /&gt;The man, who hasn't been identified, was riding northbound on Main Street when the bus, traveling in the same direction, sideswiped him.&lt;br /&gt;The victim was declared dead on arrival at Booth Memorial Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;No arrests have been made, police said, but an investigation is ongoing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-1258248921158945890?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1258248921158945890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=1258248921158945890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/1258248921158945890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/1258248921158945890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-feel-so-sick.html' title='I feel so sick'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-8492090706562299836</id><published>2007-08-31T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T17:43:33.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heartburn</title><content type='html'>kills.&lt;br /&gt;So over being pregnant, you have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;I know, I should find better things to think about but ugh its all I can think about.&lt;br /&gt;heartburn.&lt;br /&gt;my ankles swelling.&lt;br /&gt;resembling a whale.&lt;br /&gt;It really blows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Superbad, bootleg of course.. who actually wastes their money going to movie theatres anymore ? Sorry, not me. .&lt;br /&gt;thought it was great .. and it def made me go--&lt;br /&gt;OHHHmannnn I really want to be 17 again!!!! oh well. . .&lt;br /&gt;ya so wish I could write a million interesting things but...&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm not that interesting&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;2. I have 75 cupcakes to make for my friends sons birthday tomorrow.. fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-8492090706562299836?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8492090706562299836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=8492090706562299836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/8492090706562299836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/8492090706562299836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/heartburn.html' title='heartburn'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-6764146062428379349</id><published>2007-08-29T19:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T19:53:04.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this week is flying.</title><content type='html'>ran around all day.&lt;br /&gt;ob appt.&lt;br /&gt;little mans doc to pick up his school form.&lt;br /&gt;then to his school.&lt;br /&gt;then to pick up his soccer uniform.&lt;br /&gt;just in the car for most of the day, basically.&lt;br /&gt;And then,&lt;br /&gt;I'll wake up tomorrow and it will be running around all over again.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish everything would slow down.&lt;br /&gt;How nice would it be if life consisted of drink coffee and reading the paper, then laying on the beach all day reading and relaxing.. one day, one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meet and greet went really well.&lt;br /&gt;I was glad I set it up .. A bunch of kids and about 7 of us moms.&lt;br /&gt;Seemed like I knew them for awhile.. won't say forever, because it didn't feel like that.. but it was really comfortable and I liked everyone a lot. Not too bad for a white girl.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask. It's just my line.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think any of the mothers are as young as me, but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;Probably all mid- late twenties..&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sure they thought I'm older than I really am.&lt;br /&gt;One of many reasons why pregnancy sucks (to me anyway) is that it makes me look older. I don't know what it is .. maybe all the weight gain? I just look like an old cow. I'd say 25-26 old. lol I know its not old. You know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe tomorrow is thursday already.&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking little man to the Bronx Zoo with my mother in law. Should be fun. .&lt;br /&gt;Never can pass up a day at the zoo !&lt;br /&gt;Sadly I still have pics sitting on my camera from my last time at the zoo which was over a year ago. YAH, I have over 700 pics on my camera. Just sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;how horrible is that? I actually think I may upload them to duane reade or something right now if I can and pick them up tomorrow.. can I do that ?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm gonna check out my options.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-6764146062428379349?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6764146062428379349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=6764146062428379349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/6764146062428379349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/6764146062428379349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-week-is-flying.html' title='this week is flying.'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-2312703679382405438</id><published>2007-08-27T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T18:20:07.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>btw, i started a meetup group</title><content type='html'>on meetup.com.&lt;br /&gt;For 20something moms.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of "mom" friends that are in their 30's and some, just some, early forties.&lt;br /&gt;They're great. LOVE EM ALL 2 DEATH.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes its a bit nauseating hearing how "MUCH FUN I HAD WHEN I WAS YOUR AGE and o myyy GAWD, a kid was the last thing on my mind".&lt;br /&gt;After about I dunno 48948549 times, it gets a bit irritating.&lt;br /&gt;I thought starting this meetup group would be helpful in meeting other moms my age and well creating a support system for other young moms. Its been like a month since I created it and I set up a few meetups which all well, failed miserably.  .&lt;br /&gt;BUT tomorrow.. is our meet and greet and its here @ my house. Just a backyard playdate, snacks, pizza, painting, some arts and crafts.. Should be fun. &lt;br /&gt;I'm expecting a lot of kids....Ah. just hope I got enough stuff and I hope its not awkward.&lt;br /&gt;AWKWARDNESS blows.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I hope no one shows up at the house on their lunch breaks and etc.&lt;br /&gt;Because I didn't tell anyone including my husband that I'm hosting a meet and greet for a group I started on the internet. . ha they don't even know that&lt;em&gt; I started a group on the internet&lt;/em&gt;. GOD FORBID.. IT would be a sin, haha.  So if no one comes home, I'll be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know its not a big deal to me to meet people online.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of the member are in another moms group I'm in.. so its not like total craziness.&lt;br /&gt;Did I really just give a bunch of people my address?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats why I've felt completely stressed out all day.&lt;br /&gt;well no. It was some douche bag I almost got into a car accident with.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I was completely in the wrong, I GOT THAT PART. I was in a turn left only lane when I realized, "shit, I gotta go straight". . So i put my right blinker on and attempt to get out of the left lane. . Douche bag slows down and "seems" to be letting me go. no. he presses on the gas. I stop .. He stops. I go. He goes. "WELL, ARE YOU GONNA LET ME GO OR NOT ASSHOLEEEE!!?!!?!?!" Robbie was in the car and trust me I feel really crappy about it. Actually this incident with this worthless douchebag has for some reason been bugging me A L L DAY long. He screams some shit at me. I hit the gas and cut him off. Ass. Then we're at a red light. He's behind me. He's cursing at me hardcore. I get the urge to put my car in reverse and gas it but being the good mother I am ; ). I say ya ya ya.. and wave my hand at him.. make a right at the next block and its over. I'm still mad though.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how I let shit eat at me all the time. I'm so ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was one of those people who couldn't careless about the petty drama that enters their lives and forget about it as easily as the situation blew up in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;You know whats added to my craze today ? The fact that I only got 4 hours of sleep last night. If I don't get enough sleep it really screws up the way I think, act and feel. Well, I'm gonna try to forget about douche bag and hopefully have a good time tomorrow. Will update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-2312703679382405438?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2312703679382405438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=2312703679382405438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/2312703679382405438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/2312703679382405438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/btw-i-started-meetup-group.html' title='btw, i started a meetup group'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-6084601713228546394</id><published>2007-08-26T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T20:26:14.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cramping my style</title><content type='html'>all these shitty maternity clothes that is!&lt;br /&gt;but beyond that,&lt;br /&gt;my weekend went fairly well.&lt;br /&gt;Finally started getting rid of the rest of our season tix on stubhub... yaaa a little too late in the baseball season and yes we have thrown out hundred of dollars on wasted tix, but better later than never and of course theres always next season.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm what you call hubbys personal secretary too now. how lovely.&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, I started bitching about how I'm gonna hate it when he goes back on nights in September.&lt;br /&gt;u know.&lt;br /&gt;We gotta stay quiet in the morning so he gets his sleep.&lt;br /&gt;It screws up lil mans schedule and is a major PAIN IN THE ASS like you wouldn't believe.&lt;br /&gt;and his response?&lt;br /&gt;Well you can accomodate to me.&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine? As if I don't already. Not even going to get into all the ways.&lt;br /&gt;It really ticked me off.&lt;br /&gt;Went to kinkos today and shipped the tix.. went to babies r us  for gifts I need for 1. the christening I went to today and 2. Robs coworkers kids? dont ask.&lt;br /&gt;SWEAR TO U.&lt;br /&gt;It felt like ... hmmmm... I ran a marathon?&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired.&lt;br /&gt;came home napped for like 3 hours with lilman ( yea, lucky me, I know )&lt;br /&gt;and yikes was late to the party.&lt;br /&gt;But thats nothing new for me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;And wow, the weekends over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-6084601713228546394?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6084601713228546394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=6084601713228546394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/6084601713228546394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/6084601713228546394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/cramping-my-style.html' title='cramping my style'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-3815967882989135741</id><published>2007-08-25T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T18:35:19.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>superficial</title><content type='html'>As much as I try not to be superficial.&lt;br /&gt;I think I truly am and listen, I try not to be, but it's H A R D.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the beach today. Refused to take my long (ass covering) shirt off.&lt;br /&gt; 6 1/2 months pregnant, and its enough I have to look @ myself in the mirror everyday..&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't punish the people on the beach, haha.&lt;br /&gt;I have my gestational diabetes test on wednesday and wow superficialnesssss kicks in once again. My main concern should be that of course- DO I HAVE DIABETES?&lt;br /&gt;but no&lt;br /&gt;It's...... OMG. I really don't want to be weighed!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh. I'll just keep saying&lt;br /&gt;13 weeks and 3 day.&lt;br /&gt;13 weeks and 3 days. .  . . AHHH I just want my body back. God, I'm horrible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-3815967882989135741?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3815967882989135741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=3815967882989135741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/3815967882989135741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/3815967882989135741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/superficial.html' title='superficial'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-8815872766991289623</id><published>2007-08-23T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T18:20:02.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad mood, much?</title><content type='html'>This pregnancy is kicking my ass.&lt;br /&gt;Overly emotional.&lt;br /&gt;My ass is AS BIG AS A HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;My moods go from good to bad to worse.&lt;br /&gt;I'm eating for 548954302.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;Bitchy.&lt;br /&gt;HORMONAL.&lt;br /&gt;and not in the mood for anyones shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I always had these traits, but now they're extreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been laying low all week since I had a horrible stomach virus on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Just keeping everything at a minimum, staying home and relaxing after of course I brake my back by cleaning like a nut.&lt;br /&gt;Think I'll do something tomorrow though.&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad I've kept Robbie pretty much homebound all week.&lt;br /&gt;well we did make it out to storytime on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;tried to take him to the movies yesterday but instead got lost for a total of 2hrs.&lt;br /&gt;ok, so I didn't do too bad.&lt;br /&gt;yahhh thats right. I always have to throw something in to make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go give whoevers around some tude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-8815872766991289623?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8815872766991289623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=8815872766991289623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/8815872766991289623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/8815872766991289623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/bad-mood-much.html' title='bad mood, much?'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-3435182536371817884</id><published>2007-08-22T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T15:22:54.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>been awhile.. AGAIN</title><content type='html'>ok so I got lost today. BAD.&lt;br /&gt;funny, I had a feeling not to leave the house, but did anyway.&lt;br /&gt;next time, I'll stick to my gut feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I was just trying to get somewhere thats 15minutes away from my house and ended up WAY FURTHER and wasn't home till 2 hours later. It was horrible. Plus driving under stress does not go well for me.&lt;br /&gt;My writing is getting so rusty. I decided to start blogging again. I never stick to it though. I read all these blogs and they're so interesting and are updated so frequently.. seriously though- do those people get paid??&lt;br /&gt;It's beyond me how they update all the time and have these amazing pages with over 100 comments on a single post, but yet no pay per posts blogs.. they aren't advertising anything, yet people flock to their sites and the bloggers always keep them entertained.&lt;br /&gt;They get paid.&lt;br /&gt;They have to.&lt;br /&gt;Do they?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm due in November and it's a........................ BOY. Another boy. BOY, OH BOY, OH BOY.&lt;br /&gt;Still in a bit of shock.&lt;br /&gt;When I had little man, I thought what am I gonna do with a boy? Now part of me is still thinking that.. only what am I gonna do with ANOTHER boy?&lt;br /&gt;3 against 1 in this household.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. YES AS LONG AS ITS HEALTHY, WHO CARES, BLA BLA BLA.. FOR all you tightasses..&lt;br /&gt;Its just ... we're stopping at 3 and I will admit, I get depressed at the thought of it not being a girl third time around.. I MEAN I HAVE to have a girl. I think I'll feel empty, if not.&lt;br /&gt;Its so funny because Robbie is my little "boy" and I can't even imagine how its going to be with another one. It's a nice feeling. I can't wait. 14 weeks to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-3435182536371817884?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3435182536371817884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=3435182536371817884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/3435182536371817884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/3435182536371817884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/been-awhile-again.html' title='been awhile.. AGAIN'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-8780560883218560069</id><published>2007-06-06T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T19:24:10.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>queens zoo</title><content type='html'>the queens zoo is terrible. how come no one ever told me that? nothing much to see or do.&lt;br /&gt;No zebras.&lt;br /&gt;No giraffes.&lt;br /&gt;No monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;What kind of zoo is that?&lt;br /&gt;Prob going to the bronx zoo next week to wash away today.&lt;br /&gt;ok its not that serious.&lt;br /&gt;but worth mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;So obviously we went to the zoo today and did a few other things.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty okay day.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I dedicated todays post to the zoo. eh.&lt;br /&gt;I've had this strange cough for days now. Comes at night. Feels like somethings stuck in my throat. Truly should call the doctor, but I don't have one.. too lazy to call up a doctors office and become a new patient.&lt;br /&gt;Have you watched the real world reunion season whatever show?&lt;br /&gt;Really shocked by Bryn. Think thats her name. married with kids. crazy as hell 5 years ago. Its crazy to see how having kids changes almost everybody.Trishelle. God. She's a trainwreck.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;These ppl get paid, right?&lt;br /&gt;I mean who has the time to go on the real world not once, but twice.&lt;br /&gt;Drop your life and go to Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;imagine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-8780560883218560069?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8780560883218560069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=8780560883218560069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/8780560883218560069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/8780560883218560069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/06/queens-zoo.html' title='queens zoo'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-7594401960891700015</id><published>2007-06-05T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T08:27:41.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye spring</title><content type='html'>I love June.&lt;br /&gt;The air, The Sun, The barbeques.&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile. Busy.&lt;br /&gt;Doing what? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed to birds chirping and woke up to it too.&lt;br /&gt;I always feel delusional when that happens.&lt;br /&gt;Not enough sleep feels like somethings eating at my brain.&lt;br /&gt;Decided not to go to school this summer. .or fall for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;Will go back next Spring.&lt;br /&gt;Too busy keeping an eye on the bun thats cooking in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-7594401960891700015?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7594401960891700015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=7594401960891700015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/7594401960891700015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/7594401960891700015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/06/goodbye-spring.html' title='goodbye spring'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-2769215231294157926</id><published>2007-04-02T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T19:54:41.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first day off.</title><content type='html'>First day of vacation.&lt;br /&gt;Just off from being at school a few hours a day/ 5 days a week.&lt;br /&gt;But still a big vacay for me!&lt;br /&gt;No getting up early, no homework, no studying for a week and a half sounds great to me. Hubby's working days all week.&lt;br /&gt;Little man usually wakes up to Daddy by his side while I'm at school.&lt;br /&gt;This morning he woke up to me by his side, to which he responded,&lt;br /&gt; "Go to Work".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-2769215231294157926?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2769215231294157926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=2769215231294157926' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/2769215231294157926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/2769215231294157926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/04/first-day-off.html' title='first day off.'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-2245982625514294859</id><published>2007-03-29T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T19:35:36.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so it has been awhile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;same old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;busy with school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;busy at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;there aren't enough hours in the day to get everything done, yet theres always enough hours in the day to COMPLAIN about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Started my own home business. Sweet Treats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chocolates and Cupcakes for all Occasions! Very Excited! Already got a few customers. . got my business cards. I feel so happy about it . I feel fulfilled in a way. I always love having goals and tasks and shit that will actually make me feel accomplished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I made a facebook account. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Probably will delete it any day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was just kind of depressing. I mean I try to live my life with the thought that this is my life and I love it for what it is, just as anyone else should feel .. but when I visited my highschool graduating class ( of 2003, btw)......... and they're all graduating from great colleges with their BACHELOR 's degree this may and here I am still working on my Associates at a community college. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just felt like crying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know, WAAAAAA.. get over it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I will. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-2245982625514294859?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2245982625514294859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=2245982625514294859' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/2245982625514294859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/2245982625514294859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-it-has-been-awhile.html' title='so it has been awhile.'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-7706615218644852866</id><published>2007-03-02T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T15:07:19.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I want:</title><content type='html'>A great cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;A winning lottery ticket.&lt;br /&gt;A bun in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wow I'm happy to say that there's not a lot that I want! And 2 out of 3 are very possible.. The winning lottery ticket, not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;Tax time..&lt;br /&gt;It's either sickening or not sickening. Never a great thing. The sight of our income statements this year was shocking.&lt;br /&gt;We made a lot more money than I thought we did. A LOT MORE.&lt;br /&gt;Where does it go?&lt;br /&gt;I honestly can't believe how much we made this year and nothing really to show for it except for cute shoes and nice clothes but not really that cute anyway. It's those damn credit cards.. they're a ticket to hell! They're horrible. I can't wait until we get our tax money and can hopefully get rid of them for good. UGH, debt makes me sick.&lt;br /&gt;Literally.&lt;br /&gt;There was a time where I didn't even think I could write out checks anymore because it would disgust me! Half the time you don't even know what you're paying for.. the bill comes in the mail and the thought is...&lt;br /&gt;What ? I bought what for how much money?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously more than half the shit I've charged... I would'nt even take a second look at if I was paying with cash.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to getting out of debt! for good!&lt;br /&gt;You know what it is too.. especially for me  and a lot of people I know..&lt;br /&gt;When houses are going for 700,000- 1 million dollars... who the hell wants to save their money? I mean how much are you going to have to save to have a down payment.. You think it's impossible to save for a house so... you just don't save.. That's my horrible way of thinking anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I was watching a show on mtv (engaged and underage)... not really a fan but there was this couple buying a nice house and were saying how it's a big investment, yada yada, lots of money... I'm thinking how the hell are they buying a house when they're so young... then they say the price. $50,000! Can you imagine ?? PLEASE tell me where you can find a house for 50,000 dollars.. that's not even enough for a down payment!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. .. I think I'm gonna make myself that cup of coffee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-7706615218644852866?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7706615218644852866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=7706615218644852866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/7706615218644852866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/7706615218644852866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-i-want.html' title='What I want:'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-206348867733694784</id><published>2007-03-02T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:29:28.010-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elmo cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookie monster cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sesame street cupcakes'/><title type='text'>sesame street cupcakes</title><content type='html'>thought I'd post some pics of these sesame street cupcakes I made.. Everyone loves them.&lt;br /&gt;If you need some inspiration, haha.. take a look!&lt;br /&gt;I in no way came up with this idea myself. . I googled, got ideas and this is the end result-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/ReiogdFnzzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EvQV8qRcXj0/s1600-h/sesame+st+cupcakes+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037461458731388722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/ReiogdFnzzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EvQV8qRcXj0/s320/sesame+st+cupcakes+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/ReiogtFnz0I/AAAAAAAAADY/gCQtkXK6dgc/s1600-h/sesame+st+cupcakes+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037461463026356034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/ReiogtFnz0I/AAAAAAAAADY/gCQtkXK6dgc/s320/sesame+st+cupcakes+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-206348867733694784?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/206348867733694784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=206348867733694784' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/206348867733694784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/206348867733694784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/03/sesame-street-cupcakes.html' title='sesame street cupcakes'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/ReiogdFnzzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EvQV8qRcXj0/s72-c/sesame+st+cupcakes+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-3437334826692026079</id><published>2007-02-27T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:29:29.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lil mans birthday</title><content type='html'>We had a little party, just close family and all of his friends.&lt;br /&gt;Friends, toys, a clown, elmo, animal shaped balloons and cotton candy are the recipe for a very HAPPY BOY. Although he probably could careless about elmo or the clown if they didn't have cotton candy and balloons. It was a lot of fun .. and the smile on his face all day long made everything worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Heres some pics-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/ReTn6_jb3bI/AAAAAAAAACg/pUck-_hcea4/s1600-h/robbies+bday+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036405283985546674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/ReTn6_jb3bI/AAAAAAAAACg/pUck-_hcea4/s320/robbies+bday+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/ReTn7Pjb3cI/AAAAAAAAACo/z-BcYxSZ_zs/s1600-h/robbies+bday+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036405288280513986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/ReTn7Pjb3cI/AAAAAAAAACo/z-BcYxSZ_zs/s320/robbies+bday+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/ReTn7fjb3dI/AAAAAAAAACw/hGWknnDO3cg/s1600-h/robbies+bday+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036405292575481298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/ReTn7fjb3dI/AAAAAAAAACw/hGWknnDO3cg/s320/robbies+bday+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/ReTn7fjb3eI/AAAAAAAAAC4/KgqB_UHqSXU/s1600-h/robbies+bday+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036405292575481314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/ReTn7fjb3eI/AAAAAAAAAC4/KgqB_UHqSXU/s320/robbies+bday+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-3437334826692026079?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3437334826692026079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=3437334826692026079' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/3437334826692026079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/3437334826692026079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/lil-mans-birthday.html' title='lil mans birthday'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/ReTn6_jb3bI/AAAAAAAAACg/pUck-_hcea4/s72-c/robbies+bday+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-3414716784578789612</id><published>2007-02-21T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:29:29.898-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thomas the train chocolate molds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thomas the train chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thomas and Friends Birthday Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thomas the train'/><title type='text'>thomas the train chocolates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahh, You ever have those moments where you think, " Five years ago I would have never imagined that I would do this, or ENJOY doing it?". That's how I felt when I spent hours perfecting thomas the train molds with chocolate melted to PERFECTION for my son's birthday party coming up this saturday. I love making chocolates. Too bad, its so hard to keep from eating it. Eh, I'm 5 pounds heavier than last week : ( I'll get over it. Check out my chocolates-&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034176665264367810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/Rdz9AT2kqMI/AAAAAAAAABg/R9060QrtVP8/s320/thomas+chocolates+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034176892897634514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/Rdz9Nj2kqNI/AAAAAAAAABo/rXiZIW5we_k/s320/thomas+chocolates+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really thinking I should do this for some extra income. Maybe make them for birthday parties. . I'd love it, but for now I have accounting homework that's already past due.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-3414716784578789612?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3414716784578789612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=3414716784578789612' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/3414716784578789612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/3414716784578789612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/thomas-train-chocolates.html' title='thomas the train chocolates!'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/Rdz9AT2kqMI/AAAAAAAAABg/R9060QrtVP8/s72-c/thomas+chocolates+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-5450726185296070543</id><published>2007-02-20T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T10:25:39.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXTREMELY HAPPY...</title><content type='html'>because I found my adapter for the camera!&lt;br /&gt;if that's even what it's called...&lt;br /&gt;you know the "thing" that takes your pics on your camera and puts it on the computer... not gadget savvy, as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;VERY HAPPY.. I'll be updating pictures to a lot of my posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-5450726185296070543?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5450726185296070543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=5450726185296070543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/5450726185296070543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/5450726185296070543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/extremely-happy.html' title='EXTREMELY HAPPY...'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-5269612132469073645</id><published>2007-02-19T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:29:30.333-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry box cake'/><title type='text'>the cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The jewelry box cake I made yesterday for my sister's 19th. All the hard work.... yet not as GREAT as I expected. . You can see what it's really supposed to look like on the Woman's Day magazine website. TELL me what you think.. Don't be too harsh on me... First "creative" cake I made. You know -something other than one layer, some frosting, another layer and voila a cake. I love little man's face in this pic--- He's thinking, " Would it be completely terrible if I blow out ALL the candles myself?"&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/Rdo8Iz2kqII/AAAAAAAAAAs/NVAWZXfSyVc/s1600-h/moomoobday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033403940518275218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/Rdo-Nz2kqJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/g7v5rx5hdxw/s400/robbie+moomoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033401655595673730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/Rdo8Iz2kqII/AAAAAAAAAAs/NVAWZXfSyVc/s400/moomoobday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I loveee to bake.. and I have been wanting to take wilton cake decorating classes for the longest! I might start in March. This coming from a girl who couldn't even get a job in a bakery. haha. Apparently I didn't have the "wrap the box with the red and white string talent".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-5269612132469073645?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5269612132469073645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=5269612132469073645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/5269612132469073645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/5269612132469073645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/cake.html' title='the cake'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/Rdo-Nz2kqJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/g7v5rx5hdxw/s72-c/robbie+moomoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-4088746934078130785</id><published>2007-02-19T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T10:00:39.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yikes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the weekends kill me... I rarely get a chance to sit down. Especially in February. Yesterday, was my sisters birthday, tommorrow is my dads and saturday is little mans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I made a jewelery box cake for my sister yesterday.. I'll try to get pics up.. It was cute, but far from perfection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so blah today. I Truly don't want to do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy to say everything on the to do list below has been checked off! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm off to clean and actually get things done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This place is a mess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Didn't post my menu for the week. . will try later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-4088746934078130785?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4088746934078130785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=4088746934078130785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/4088746934078130785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/4088746934078130785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/yikes.html' title='yikes!'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-587217982198638150</id><published>2007-02-15T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T11:45:58.508-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday party list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>the birthday is approaching...</title><content type='html'>Little man's 3rd birthday that is.&lt;br /&gt;9 days away and I still have a lot to do. The party will be here from 1-4, shoulda made it 1-3, but the clown will take up much of the time anyway. I figure if I have everything done by next thursday there won't be much to worry about. Heres my list of things I I want done by this SUNDAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I. Things that need to be done:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Shopping:&lt;br /&gt;1. Utensils&lt;br /&gt;2. Plastic Cups&lt;br /&gt;3. Plates&lt;br /&gt;4. Napkins&lt;br /&gt;5. Coffee cups&lt;br /&gt;6. Stirrers&lt;br /&gt;7. Sugar packets&lt;br /&gt;8. FOOD.. mostly the snacks. I'm making dips, but ordering PIZZA! I cannot be bothered with cooking&lt;br /&gt;9. Chocolate for candy molds ( blue,white, black, yellow, red)&lt;br /&gt;10. lolipop sticks, packets&lt;br /&gt;11. something else to add to the goody bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. &lt;strong&gt;Errands&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. Order balloons&lt;br /&gt;2. Maybe some more decorations?&lt;br /&gt;3. MAKE CHOCOLATE lolipops&lt;br /&gt;4. Paint hallway&lt;br /&gt;5. Order Cake&lt;br /&gt;6. Set up party favors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I missing anything?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-587217982198638150?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/587217982198638150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=587217982198638150' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/587217982198638150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/587217982198638150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/birthday-is-approaching.html' title='the birthday is approaching...'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-2115519438070384510</id><published>2007-02-14T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:29:31.420-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><title type='text'>WORDLESS WEDNESDAY~&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031664998454437986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/RdQQqD2kqGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yGV940ox5qo/s320/big2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033685969545767090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/Rds-uD2kqLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/w-Sfc5hYdPs/s400/winter+07+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/Rds-XT2kqKI/AAAAAAAAABI/LArDvShqAag/s1600-h/winter+07+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033685578703743138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/Rds-XT2kqKI/AAAAAAAAABI/LArDvShqAag/s400/winter+07+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-2115519438070384510?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2115519438070384510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=2115519438070384510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/2115519438070384510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/2115519438070384510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/wordless-wednesdayhappy-valentines-day.html' title='WORDLESS WEDNESDAY~&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8trC_f_I64/RdQQqD2kqGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yGV940ox5qo/s72-c/big2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-3364479183680063751</id><published>2007-02-13T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T20:49:02.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>let it snow, let it snow, let it snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;so it's snowing. I'm extemely happy. Not because I like snow.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I invested in an expensive pair of snowboots for my son in the fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Buyers Remorse much? I think I'll feel a lot better if they could be used at least once this winter. Maybe, I could sell them on ebay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Could barely get outta bed this morning. MY cell phone alarm is really used to set off my REAL ALARM. The phone goes off, I assume.. I just never hear it... it wakes up my husband and then he wakes me up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Accounting class at 7:40 am.. not too exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The reason why I was so tired and couldn't get out of bed is because I was too hyped... because drum roll please....................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I got a laptop!!!!!! I love it. It was a gift for me being the fabulous mother and wife that I am.. JOKING, but my husband seems to think I'm the greatest.. haha. Thank God he's not exposed to supermoms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow, I can't believe I have a laptop!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, I stuck to my menu plan today.. one down, 3 more nights to go althought I'm not too sure about the lasagna tommorrow... I didn't get to the store today. Today was completely relaxing. Me and little man took a much needed longggg nap.. not gonna get into time or how long it was.. I may be deemed an irresponsible mother, :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dishes are calling in the sink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My heart shaped cake is baking in the oven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I still have homework to finish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Time management is seriously needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-3364479183680063751?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3364479183680063751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=3364479183680063751' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/3364479183680063751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/3364479183680063751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='let it snow, let it snow, let it snow'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-6322844692696288966</id><published>2007-02-12T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T16:25:49.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menu Plan Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was browsing through blogs when I stubled upon a mommy who is organized and has got it together-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://orgjunkie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://orgjunkie.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and was completely inspired to start getting organized myself.ESPECIALLY WHEN IT COMES TO DINNER. If you know me, you know I'm anything BUT organized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I'm sure menu plan mondays should be posted on sundays, but w/e I'll get on schedule next wk. So I made my weeks plan including what we ate today..Will let you know if I follow through. Actually I'll go shopping tommorrow so I do follow through. This is a good idea,I tried it once before but it didn't work. I think it may be more of a task to seriously complete when its posted for the whole world to see in your blog instead of a scrappy note you lose anyway. So here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Steak, salad, left over pasta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Chicken cutlets, Rice, terriyaki vegetables,spinach, crescents( gotta love pillsbury)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Lasagna, garlic bread, and of course some sort of cake or cupcakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Leftovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; steak QUESADILLAS and guacamole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-6322844692696288966?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6322844692696288966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=6322844692696288966' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/6322844692696288966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/6322844692696288966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/menu-plan-monday.html' title='Menu Plan Monday'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-8734738942712823351</id><published>2007-02-12T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T14:52:46.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>soot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Completely annoyed by how my day turned out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't wait to get out of here. If I could give some advice it would be this- Once you leave your parents, never return..under any circumstances. We were on our own for awhile and then moved into my parents basement apartment to "save money". Fu*k the money and Save your sanity and your marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can not wait to leave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just because, it does not feel like we're on our own and because I hate it. I'd be writing for dayssss if I really got into it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;So. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Little man decides to wake up at 4am and stay up till 6 in the morning. Not fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was homebound because the boiler guy was coming to clean it between 8 and 11 am.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;. A job that should have been done in the summer which we explained over and over again to my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;They rather have the house burn down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;According to this guy it was close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets here at 8:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;He was here allllll morning and afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Right when I'm about to get into the shower, another guy who needed to check the boiler comes by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not how I planned my day off from school to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;So much for cleaning yesterday! The place is covered in soot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess I'll be scrubbing these floors once again tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm in a shitty mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;On a lighter note-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Daddy and lil man went for their haircuts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;So cute&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to upload pics but I can't find the adapter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's adding to my pissed off mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-8734738942712823351?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8734738942712823351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=8734738942712823351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/8734738942712823351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/8734738942712823351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/soot.html' title='soot'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-4553789706999780195</id><published>2007-02-11T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T20:43:37.693-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscarriage'/><title type='text'>moving on.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I thought life after a so- called early miscarriage would be a lot easier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe I need more support. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe I need to do something spiritually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe I should go to church on Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe instead of only praying to the LORD when I need him most, I should also pray when I need him least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I only believe in him in times where I need him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When I don't need him, I don't believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The weeks go by and I still feel torn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel fine,&lt;/strong&gt; and then &lt;strong&gt;all of a sudden&lt;/strong&gt; I don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I start to feel like&lt;strong&gt; I'm over it&lt;/strong&gt; and then this sense of &lt;strong&gt;grief takes over my body.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My heat still aches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My stomach gorged, yet empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My mind races.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Scattered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-4553789706999780195?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4553789706999780195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=4553789706999780195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/4553789706999780195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/4553789706999780195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/moving-on.html' title='moving on.'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-893557793761722799</id><published>2007-02-11T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T22:48:54.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a rundown of the weekend</title><content type='html'>I had a pretty awesome weekend.. anytime where me and Rob are completely in love is always a great thing. You know where you have those days where you truly believe you were meant for eachother and your bond feels so strong, well that's how this weekend felt and it was great. Saturday was storytime at apec in the early afternoon... little man was a lot better than last time. He listened ( more than last time at least) and it's nice to see him progress and learn how to behave in a classroom setting. Afterwards we came home, ate lunch, hung around and then it was off to food shopping sans little man.&lt;br /&gt;Few things I do not do with him due to previous BAD, VERY BAD EXPERIENCES:&lt;br /&gt;- food shopping&lt;br /&gt;- going to the mall&lt;br /&gt;- shopping for an extended pd of time&lt;br /&gt;you get it... any kind of SHOPPING.&lt;br /&gt;It literally feels like he becomes possessed. Okay not that bad. But dealing with tantrums in public is always sucky due mostly to people who can not mind their own business and act like they've never seen a kid cry or scream before.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;br /&gt;after hubby and I went food shopping we made tacos for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I love cooking together. I hate cooking alone.. no fun, haha. Although I mostly cook alone. It was nice he had the day off for once. He works nonstop. To&lt;br /&gt;a) get us out of a disgusting amount of debt and b) get us out of this SHOEBOX we call home.&lt;br /&gt;It was a greattttttttttttttttttt night to say the least ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't as planned. Actually no, it's like any other sunday for me. I CLEAN ALL DAY. Ok. I'm not much of a cleaner, I completely admit but I really should stop putting it off till sunday. I do it all the time. It was way overdue. It's nice for it to be nice and clean now. Seriously once we have a bigger place, I'll probably need to hire a cleaning lady. I'm terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're predicting 1-2 ft of snow tuesday night into wednesday morning. Completely looking forward to it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-893557793761722799?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/893557793761722799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=893557793761722799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/893557793761722799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/893557793761722799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/rundown-of-weekend.html' title='a rundown of the weekend'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-4222422023447196130</id><published>2007-02-09T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T07:47:35.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the weekend is here. . .</title><content type='html'>Thank GOD.&lt;br /&gt;I never enjoy myself much in the winter. I'm cold, grouchy and usually gain 5-10 lbs.. so its usually a depressing time to say the least! I'm keeping myself busy with school but other than that, the days seem too long! I hate the winter. I tell my husband all the time that New York just isn't a place I see myself living for the rest of my life. I'm a New Yorker. I love it here. THIS IS MY HOME. But God damn, it FREEZING! I need warmth. My idea of a good life is flip flops year round. That to me, would be heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my week wasn't all too bad but as I sit here trying to think of all the good things to talk about, the only thing that comes to mind is how little man just rather be in diapers for now! I thought we were good to go. He was so happy and you know I was. He seemed like he'd been doing it forever, not afraid and very confident.&lt;br /&gt;Today he turns to me and says, "Tommorrow, potty".&lt;br /&gt;He found a diaper underneath his bed and he looked like an old man who just won the lotto. So cute. So, what was I to do ?&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I'll be diaper changing for a little longer than I had planned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-4222422023447196130?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4222422023447196130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=4222422023447196130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/4222422023447196130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/4222422023447196130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/weekend-is-here.html' title='the weekend is here. . .'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-7612741733622116638</id><published>2007-02-07T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T13:29:16.350-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potty training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diaper changing'/><title type='text'>poo poo in the potty! poo poo in the potty!</title><content type='html'>lots of singing, lots of clapping, lots of jumping !&lt;br /&gt;He's surprised he had the courage!&lt;br /&gt;I'm ecstatic!&lt;br /&gt;No forcing, no pushing, not TOO many conversations about it.&lt;br /&gt;Been there, done that months ago and it backfired on me.&lt;br /&gt;Well this is a great start!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, can it be I will get a break from diaper changing!?&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's pray we're on a good track. I'm very HAPPPY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-7612741733622116638?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7612741733622116638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=7612741733622116638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/7612741733622116638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/7612741733622116638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/poo-poo-in-potty-poo-poo-in-potty.html' title='poo poo in the potty! poo poo in the potty!'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-4864347982661715392</id><published>2007-02-06T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:13:35.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking forward to trying again.</title><content type='html'>We only tried twice. Within weeks we found out that we were expecting baby #2. It was one of the happiest days in my life. My emotions were out of control. Oh my God, another baby! FINALLY, most people would say. I made an appt with my O.B. and things were looking great. I was 6 wks and my due date was Sept. 18, 2007. A SEPTEMBER BABY- even more exciting. My birthday, our wedding anniversary and a new bundle of joy to add to the eventful month. Thinking back on that day....I Never would have thought that all my happiness and all my excitement would be washed away with it turning into a miscarriage. I lost it the day after my o.b. visit.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think that miscarrying so soon into a pregnancy would ever cause me so much grief, so much sadness and such an empty feeling. When you miscarry so soon, a lot of people say to just think of it as a late pd. I hope I never was one of those people.&lt;br /&gt;It's so emotionally painful in any stage. Yes it was very early but in my eyes it was a baby who was going to be born in September. It's been weeks now since my miscarriage, it's still upsetting but my husband and I are doing fine now. We're just praying that all will go well once we start trying again. I went to the doctor yesterday and we are clear to start trying again in March. Wish us luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-4864347982661715392?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4864347982661715392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=4864347982661715392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/4864347982661715392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/4864347982661715392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/we-only-tried-twice.html' title='looking forward to trying again.'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-6801795500395796286</id><published>2007-02-06T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T18:21:12.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness, sunday-tues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;superbowl sunday equaled a lot .. no i mean- A LOT of eating!  Very joyful, haha.You know what I love most about superbowl, what a great time I have eating and how I NEVER KNOW who has won. I'm not even gonna take a guess, because I don't even remember who played.  Monday was pretty uneventful except for my son's fall on his face.. eh.Of course I was freaking out. His face is pretty huge. I figure I'll give it till tomm- and if the swelling doesn't go down, I'm taking him to the doctor. Today was my early day at school. My 7:40 accounting class is probably one of the most boring classes I ever took.. tops medieval history and t hat's bad. I can't wait to have my associates degree and move past QCC! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-6801795500395796286?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6801795500395796286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=6801795500395796286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/6801795500395796286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/6801795500395796286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/randomness-sunday-tues.html' title='randomness, sunday-tues.'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-1316915523997474193</id><published>2007-02-03T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T18:00:42.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, Robbie, and some thoughts.</title><content type='html'>My son, he'll be 3 this month. What a handful he is! But of course, like every other mother I know, I love every minute of it! I'm registering him for nursery school at the end of the month. It will be 3 days a week, 3 hours and it will start in September. I regret not putting him in nursery school this year, but oh well! He's a good kid, but still needs to learn how to behave in a classroom setting- OBVIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I signed him up for a few programs at alley pond environmental center.. The first class was today.. the program consists of some free play, a craft, storytime, and snack time. It's for 3 &amp; 4 year olds- but if it begins in the month where you turn 3, you're in! Not sure if it was the best choice. He's the youngest in the class, and really didn't get the hang of all the switching of activities. For example, he seemed to feel that playing with the toys shouldn't have to stop just because it's storytime. I think he was pretty okay for the first day, but the teacher said maybe he should be in the toddler program, and it isn't ready for the 3&amp;amp; 4 year old setting.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't offended, maybe she's right. But this does bring me to my next topic- why aren't kids given a FAIR chance anymore? for instance, all these mothers worrying about holding their child a year back if they're born in December. That really upsets me. Some of them make the decision on their own while others are PRESSURED to make that decision. What happened to teachers just working with a child and helping them get through a difficult time. Was it necessary for this program teacher to tell me that I should put him in the toddler program. It was his first day, and he's never been in a classroom setting.The only thing that comes close is "mommy, music and me".&lt;br /&gt; GIVE HIM A BREAK.. a few more sessions at least. He'll eventually get the hang of it. It's not really what happened today thats bothersome, it's the fact that this happens so much. SOME Teachers just don't want to give that extra hand to help all their students succeed. If you need help, if you need some catching up- KEEP THEM A GRADE BEHIND. No, that should not be the answer. Helping them, teaching them and nurturing them a little more seems like a better answer. There is a lot of pressure on mothers to make sure they put their kids in preschool so they don't have a hard time in kindergarten. I think maybe it's just the teachers who worry about having a hard time if they have a child who did not go to pre-k. Although I am totally for pre-k, not all mothers should feel pressured to enroll their children or pressured to keep them a grade back if they need extra help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am not taking this teachers advice. I am not dropping him from the classes I already signed him up for and paid for. He will get the hang of it, and I'm not going to give up after one try. That's all for now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-1316915523997474193?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1316915523997474193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=1316915523997474193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/1316915523997474193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/1316915523997474193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/sunday-robbie-and-some-thoughts.html' title='Saturday, Robbie, and some thoughts.'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623877200515357844.post-6955956180571854421</id><published>2007-02-02T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T15:51:07.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogger?</title><content type='html'>me? can it be? What do I say? What can I say that would attract people to my blog? It really can be quite confusing. . . There's so much to talk about, so much to write,but will it be any good?&lt;br /&gt;My life is always filled with ideas, goals and ambitions............ only to be sitting in front of the tv with a bowl of popcorn.The interesting thing about is- I'm not the only one that feels that way. Are we so burned out from everyday hassles, work, school, staying home with the kids, bills that seem to never decrease no matter how much you paid last month, and rushing rushing rushing for the bus, for that deadline, or just to get your kids to school on time, that it forces us to be so tired, so lazy. Don't get me wrong- I'm no couch potato... but don't we always feel like there's so much more to get done and to accomplish? Life is so short and sometimes I just wish I could really DO all the things I say I want to do. It's a new year and the "saying" has to stop and the "doing" must begin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623877200515357844-6955956180571854421?l=mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6955956180571854421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623877200515357844&amp;postID=6955956180571854421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/6955956180571854421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623877200515357844/posts/default/6955956180571854421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommy2onewildboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/blogger.html' title='blogger?'/><author><name>Robert and Anthony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904392360313728049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
