<?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-5692747981439301845</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:09:07.470-05:00</updated><category term='motherhood'/><category term='Country Music Hall of Fame'/><category term='moonlight silly bandz'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='Halloween silly bandz'/><category term='itchy pregnancy rash'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='what kids say'/><category term='Thanksgiving weekend'/><category term='exhausting Christmas'/><category term='homemade focaccia bread'/><category term='schools'/><category term='family'/><category term='food drive'/><category term='car erasers'/><category term='mother'/><category term='flea market'/><category term='Eclipse movie release'/><category term='WELA scam'/><category term='kids'/><category term='laid off'/><category term='kitten'/><category term='focaccia bread'/><category term='helping others'/><category term='peanut butter'/><category term='economy'/><category term='public education'/><category term='pupps'/><category term='moms'/><category term='death of a pet'/><category term='puzzle erasers'/><category term='vaccinations'/><category term='Cocktail Cupcakes'/><category term='free prizes'/><category term='education.'/><category term='food erasers'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='Silly Bandz'/><category term='twilight silly bandz moonlight zany bandz'/><category term='busy'/><category term='butterfly tattoo'/><category term='Halloween treats'/><category term='cupcakes for adults'/><category term='what is pupps'/><category term='gluten-free recipe'/><category term='Rare Silly Bandz'/><category term='Flirty aprons'/><category term='telling children about death'/><category term='gun permit'/><category term='New Moon'/><category term='first tattoo'/><category term='school fees'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Iwako erasers'/><category term='flu-mist'/><category term='ETOOT'/><category term='honesty'/><category term='pregnancy rash'/><category term='WELA SlimBerry'/><category term='work from home'/><category term='2012'/><category term='cranberry sauce'/><category term='swagbucks'/><category term='sandwich'/><category term='picky eaters'/><category term='carry permit'/><category term='flu'/><category term='Four Christmases'/><category term='bucketlist'/><category term='guns'/><category term='.38 special'/><category term='love song'/><category term='Japanese Puzzle Erasers'/><category term='children'/><category term='mommy'/><category term='letter from santa'/><category term='animal erasers'/><category term='family reunion'/><category term='housework'/><category term='homemade cranberry sauce'/><category term='giving'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='bored'/><category term='song lyrics'/><category term='cute aprons'/><category term='toys'/><category term='aprons for kids'/><category term='Christmas Tree'/><category term='jobs'/><category term='mommy rants'/><category term='santa claus'/><category term='Black Friday'/><category term='saturday'/><category term='sweet potato casserole'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>My Name Is Not Mommy</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a blog about motherhood, parenting, and relationships; pretty much anything to do with home life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-7228591545296089996</id><published>2011-03-06T18:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T18:17:46.462-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bucketlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first tattoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butterfly tattoo'/><title type='text'>I Got My First Tattoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_9lbqf8qDi4/TXQV8v0HV4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/_aU5DVU5FhY/s1600/My%2BTattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_9lbqf8qDi4/TXQV8v0HV4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/_aU5DVU5FhY/s320/My%2BTattoo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581109971590272898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us have seen the movie &lt;u&gt;The Bucketlist&lt;/u&gt;. That movie inspired me to make my own bucketlist. I have things like travel to China and learn to play the guitar on my list...nothing too astronomical. On Friday, I was able to check off something on my list and I wanted to share it. I got my &lt;strong&gt;first tattoo&lt;/strong&gt;! My goal was to get it by the time I was 30 (10 months from now) so I decided to suck up all the fears I had and do it. I chose three butterflies, one to represent each of my three girls. I cannot save face here...it hurt. Badly. It starts on the top of my wrist and winds slightly to the underside of my forearm. I sat there for 1 1/2 hours in agony. All I could do was squeeze my husband's hand and hold back the tears. This is the point where someone may want to call me a wuss but I don't care. I went through with it and I couldn't be happier. I was able to achieve a goal that I had wanted for so long but I let my fears hold me back. I feel on top of the world and I am super pleased with the results. Although not fully healed, the tattoo is quite beautiful and feminine...not girly though. I just wanted to remind everyone through my experience that no matter what you are scared of, if you want something, go after it. You will not regret it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-7228591545296089996?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/7228591545296089996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-got-my-first-tattoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/7228591545296089996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/7228591545296089996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-got-my-first-tattoo.html' title='I Got My First Tattoo!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_9lbqf8qDi4/TXQV8v0HV4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/_aU5DVU5FhY/s72-c/My%2BTattoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-5309447670506319088</id><published>2010-11-23T07:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T07:59:09.175-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aprons for kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flirty aprons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute aprons'/><title type='text'>Aprons Make Great Christmas Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/m-pr.cfm?merchantID=24717&amp;userID=321643&amp;productID=469005756" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=https://www.flirtyaprons.com/images/W-SB-Front_thumbnail_system.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Women's Scarlet Blossom Apron&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave away two of these aprons last year and my family loved them!  &lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/u.cfm?d=44325&amp;m=24717&amp;u=321643"&gt;Flirty Aprons.com&lt;/a&gt; has a great selection of styles and they are so cute.  These aprons give you a fantasctic silhouette and are just plane cute!  They come in styles for men, women, and kids!  If you want to get one for a friend, family member, or yourself, then now is the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use Code &lt;B&gt;CYBER30&lt;/b&gt;  to save 30% of your entire order through Cyber Monday at &lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/u.cfm?d=44325&amp;m=24717&amp;u=321643"&gt;Flirty Aprons.com&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This deal only comes around at Christmas time so I would jump on it now.  Hope you love these aprons as much as I do.  I have listed just a few of these cute aprons below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/m-pr.cfm?merchantID=24717&amp;userID=321643&amp;productID=469005757" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=https://www.flirtyaprons.com/images/frosted-cupcake-front-with-bow_thumbnail_system.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Women's Frosted Cupcake Apron&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/m-pr.cfm?merchantID=24717&amp;userID=321643&amp;productID=469005734" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=https://www.flirtyaprons.com/images/LG-pink-chocolate-front-with-bow_thumbnail_system.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Girls' Pink Chocolate Apron&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/m-pr.cfm?merchantID=24717&amp;userID=321643&amp;productID=469005753" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=https://www.flirtyaprons.com/images/sassy-black-front-with-bow_thumbnail_system.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Women's Sassy Black&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-5309447670506319088?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/5309447670506319088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/11/aprons-make-great-christmas-gifts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/5309447670506319088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/5309447670506319088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/11/aprons-make-great-christmas-gifts.html' title='Aprons Make Great Christmas Gifts'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-3720357078784721897</id><published>2010-10-05T10:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T10:51:56.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Help My Husband Fly With The Blue Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/TKs7gA5Or0I/AAAAAAAAAKE/qT_GsYarUDE/s1600/Blue+Angels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/TKs7gA5Or0I/AAAAAAAAAKE/qT_GsYarUDE/s200/Blue+Angels.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524574789081935682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your help guys.  My husband's name is Roger and he has a dream to one day fly with the &lt;B&gt;Blue Angels&lt;/b&gt;.  I want nothing more in teh world than to make this happen for him.  I have come up with a plan and I need all of you to help me.  Check out my lens on Squidoo to see how you can help.  Thanks. - Jessica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/help-my-husband-fly-with-the-blue-angels"&gt;Help Roger Fly With The Blue Angels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-3720357078784721897?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/3720357078784721897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/10/help-my-husband-fly-with-blue-angels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/3720357078784721897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/3720357078784721897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/10/help-my-husband-fly-with-blue-angels.html' title='Help My Husband Fly With The Blue Angels'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/TKs7gA5Or0I/AAAAAAAAAKE/qT_GsYarUDE/s72-c/Blue+Angels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-4589880804220449810</id><published>2010-09-02T08:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T08:27:15.586-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WELA SlimBerry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WELA scam'/><title type='text'>Is WELA A Scam: Post #2</title><content type='html'>Ok guys, it's been about 3 weeks since I signed up with WELA.  As of yesterday, I have two people signed up under me so now I qualify for payment.  Go, Jessica!  I have $8 in my account so far (still trying to figure out what that's for).  I should be getting another $32 this week...that's the bonus I get for signing up 2 people ($16 each).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to a few of the live training webinars so far.  I'm actually quite impressed with how they run the company.  I can see how this company can make me a lot of money.  The trick to the whole thing is getting others to &lt;a href="http://www.slimberrypro.com/momof3"&gt;sign up&lt;/a&gt; and stay signed up.  Honestly, if everyone signed up and stuck with it, I think this would be a top notch company.  I just think that too many people only want the money right now and aren't willing to stick with a program for the long haul.  I'm sticking with it.  When I get my first paycheck and start earning more bonuses, I'll be sure to let you know.  I hope you guys stick with me to see how it all plays out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see my first post, &lt;a href="http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/08/is-wela-scam.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-4589880804220449810?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/4589880804220449810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/09/is-wela-scam-post-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/4589880804220449810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/4589880804220449810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/09/is-wela-scam-post-2.html' title='Is WELA A Scam: Post #2'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-1760478485000487673</id><published>2010-09-01T09:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T10:03:07.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Avatar Release VS Avatar Costumes Sales</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/TH5c7QSF7rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mcJZ0JAgNq4/s1600/Avatar+Costumes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/TH5c7QSF7rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mcJZ0JAgNq4/s200/Avatar+Costumes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511945167000956594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you may know that Avatar was re-released this past week.  Apparently, James Cameron added an extra 9 minutes of footage to the movie.  That's cool and all but I'm not going to pay another $13 to see it again in 3D for an extra 9 minutes.  That's kind of ridiculous in my book.  This mom is wondering if it has anything to do with the upcoming Halloween holiday and the release of the &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/avatar-halloween-costumes-"&gt;new Avatar Halloween costumes&lt;/a&gt;.  Hmm...interesting thought.  Maybe this will help remind patrons that Avatar was, in fact, a great movie and make our children want to be a part of the Na'vi tribe from Pandora for Halloween.  I don't think this is a coincidence at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-1760478485000487673?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/1760478485000487673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/09/avatar-release-vs-avatar-costumes-sales.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/1760478485000487673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/1760478485000487673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/09/avatar-release-vs-avatar-costumes-sales.html' title='Avatar Release VS Avatar Costumes Sales'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/TH5c7QSF7rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mcJZ0JAgNq4/s72-c/Avatar+Costumes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-4937535907278183016</id><published>2010-08-25T23:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T23:18:04.119-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy rash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='itchy pregnancy rash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what is pupps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pupps'/><title type='text'>WhatIsPUPPS.com</title><content type='html'>I am excited to announce to my followers that I launched a new website today.  It is a site about &lt;a href="http://whatispupps.com/"&gt;PUPPS&lt;/a&gt;, a pregnancy rash.  I had this disease 10 years ago during my first pregnancy and it still haunts me.  Back then, there was hardly any research done on the subject so information was hard to come by.  I took it upon myself to put the info on a site for the whole world to see.  There is no reason for any sufferer of PUPPS to feel alone again.  If you have PUPPS and want to learn more about it, feel free to stop by &lt;a href="http://whatispupps.com/"&gt;WhatIsPUPPS.com&lt;/a&gt;. You can also leave me your story in the guestbook.  I would love to hear from you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-4937535907278183016?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/4937535907278183016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/08/whatispuppscom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/4937535907278183016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/4937535907278183016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/08/whatispuppscom.html' title='WhatIsPUPPS.com'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-4469652346428250918</id><published>2010-08-16T16:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T16:26:07.784-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Bandz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween silly bandz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween treats'/><title type='text'>Halloween Silly Bandz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/TGmebxzg1WI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EpQ_VfKxfuA/s1600/415%252BIOwbmHL._SL160_%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/TGmebxzg1WI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EpQ_VfKxfuA/s200/415%252BIOwbmHL._SL160_%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506106219500197218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly Bandz are still going strong...at least in my house.  There are so many new types of Silly Bandz out now that it can be hard to decide which ones to get.  I have decided that since my kids have so many of them that I need to cut back a little.  Today I discovered that there are &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/silly-bandz-rubber-band-bracelets-shapes#module114262481"&gt;Halloween Silly Bandz&lt;/a&gt;! This pack includes a spider, a witch, a bat, a pumpkin, a ghost, and Frankenstein. They are so cute!  I thought it it would be a great way to justify buying them by using Halloween as an excuse.  I could buy up a couple of packs and give them out for Halloween instead of the traditional candy!  That way, the kids gets a cool treat that I don't have to feel guilty about.  Sounds like a plan to me.  What do you guys think? If you want to see them or pick up a few pack for yourself, you can check them out &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/silly-bandz-rubber-band-bracelets-shapes#module114262481"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-4469652346428250918?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/4469652346428250918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/08/halloween-silly-bandz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/4469652346428250918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/4469652346428250918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/08/halloween-silly-bandz.html' title='Halloween Silly Bandz'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/TGmebxzg1WI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EpQ_VfKxfuA/s72-c/415%252BIOwbmHL._SL160_%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-2952805289524215467</id><published>2010-08-15T20:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T20:25:23.234-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homemade focaccia bread'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='focaccia bread'/><title type='text'>Made Focaccia Bread Today</title><content type='html'>Some of you may know that I write lenses for other people on a site called Squidoo.  I have been doing a ton of lenses on bread recipes lately and that got me wanting to make some.  Tonight I decided to attempt making &lt;b&gt;focaccia bread&lt;/b&gt;.  Keep in mind that I have never made a bread using yeast before so it was all new to me.  My camera is MIA so I can't post a picture right now but I will tell you that it was quite delicious.  It was a little flat which I equate to my impatience. Who has time to let dough rise?  I smothered it in garlic salt, olive oil, and parmesan cheese before baking. Can I just tell you that the smell was intoxicating! Overall I am quite pleased and I look forward to attempting to make it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-2952805289524215467?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/2952805289524215467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/08/made-focaccia-bread-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/2952805289524215467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/2952805289524215467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/08/made-focaccia-bread-today.html' title='Made Focaccia Bread Today'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-7501592451136343517</id><published>2010-08-12T17:15:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T11:20:58.020-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WELA SlimBerry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WELA scam'/><title type='text'>Is Wela A Scam?</title><content type='html'>Honest answer, I'm not sure yet.  I signed up for &lt;a href="http://www.slimberrypro.com/momof3"&gt;WELA&lt;/a&gt; today.  Yes, I paid the $50 fee and signed up.  Will I make any money?  Who knows.  I figured that it wouldn't hurt to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what I know so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you sign up, they give you 2 personal websites.  They all pretty much look the same as everybody else's but they give you credit when someone clicks through your page.  It's kind of like when someone purchases a product off of an affiliate page and you get a commission.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to work to get people to sign up unless I pay another $37.95 to have 25 people a month directed to my site. I'm not willing to do that at this point.  I guess I'm on my own for right now.  I am going to apply a few marketing techniques I have learned over the past 18 months I have been working online and see where that gets me.  I will also be keeping you updated on my progress.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to check out WELA yourself and see what theis program offers, then &lt;a href="http://www.slimberrypro.com/momof3&amp;t=mommyblog"&gt;click this link&lt;/a&gt; and read all about it.  Feel free to leave me any comments regarding your own personal WELA experiences or let me know if you decided to sign up.  Thanks - Jessica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: You can see how I'm progressing by checking out &lt;a href="http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/09/is-wela-scam-post-2.html"&gt;Post #2&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-7501592451136343517?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/7501592451136343517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/08/is-wela-scam.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/7501592451136343517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/7501592451136343517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/08/is-wela-scam.html' title='Is Wela A Scam?'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-3503151291874480646</id><published>2010-07-10T23:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T23:37:18.820-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese Puzzle Erasers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal erasers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food erasers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puzzle erasers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iwako erasers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car erasers'/><title type='text'>Japanese Puzzle Erasers For Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/TDk58zFh8HI/AAAAAAAAAI4/saltZ2sz3Yk/s1600/lens11653101_1277180330318ebLMJUvL%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/TDk58zFh8HI/AAAAAAAAAI4/saltZ2sz3Yk/s200/lens11653101_1277180330318ebLMJUvL%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492484937223368818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Silly Bandz may be hot here in the US but there is a new trend looming overseas. &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/most-popular-japanese-puzzle-erasers"&gt;Japanese puzzle erasers&lt;/a&gt; made by &lt;b&gt;Iwako&lt;/b&gt; are spreading like wild fire and there is no sign of them slowing down.  Why are these erasers so hot? First of all, they are adorable.  Do you see those hamsters?  Second, they can be taken apart and put back together...like a puzzle.  The entire eraser is usable and they are all environmentally safe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many different kinds of puzzle erasers.  The most popular are the &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/japanese-food-puzzle-erasers"&gt;food erasers&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/japanese-animal-puzzle-erasers"&gt;animal erasers&lt;/a&gt;.  If you haven't brushed up on these puppies yet, I suggest getting started.  You may see them on your child's Christmas list as early as this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-3503151291874480646?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/3503151291874480646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/07/japanese-puzzle-erasers-for-kids.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/3503151291874480646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/3503151291874480646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/07/japanese-puzzle-erasers-for-kids.html' title='Japanese Puzzle Erasers For Kids'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/TDk58zFh8HI/AAAAAAAAAI4/saltZ2sz3Yk/s72-c/lens11653101_1277180330318ebLMJUvL%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-5362004508060509618</id><published>2010-05-20T10:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T10:31:24.215-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moonlight silly bandz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight silly bandz moonlight zany bandz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rare Silly Bandz'/><title type='text'>Moonlight Zany Bandz: Inspired by the Twilight Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/S_VGpZmD_tI/AAAAAAAAAIg/K7TvaCu1QIo/s1600/Moonlight+Silly+Bandz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/S_VGpZmD_tI/AAAAAAAAAIg/K7TvaCu1QIo/s200/Moonlight+Silly+Bandz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473358599197818578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The makers of &lt;b&gt;Zany Bandz&lt;/b&gt; have created a new collectible pack of silly bandz called &lt;b&gt;Moonlight&lt;/b&gt;.  They were inspired by the Twilight movies.  How ingenious is this?!  Combining two different pop culture sensations in one little pack!  You can buy these and all the other rare Silly Bandz on &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/silly-bandz-rubber-bracelets"&gt;this Squidoo page&lt;/a&gt;.  No doubt that your pre-teen will be bugging you for them very soon.  Just a heads up from mom to mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-5362004508060509618?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/5362004508060509618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/05/moonlight-zany-bandz-inspired-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/5362004508060509618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/5362004508060509618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/05/moonlight-zany-bandz-inspired-by.html' title='Moonlight Zany Bandz: Inspired by the Twilight Series'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/S_VGpZmD_tI/AAAAAAAAAIg/K7TvaCu1QIo/s72-c/Moonlight+Silly+Bandz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-1145616174095322057</id><published>2010-05-16T10:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T11:04:22.161-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ETOOT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love song'/><title type='text'>Everything Outside Of This</title><content type='html'>I wrote a song...here's a little back story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby and I have this hand signal where we touch our pointer and thumb together and say "I love you everything outside of this".  I was inspired by that phrase and wrote a song about it.  Anybody know an artist needing a sad country song?  Lol!  Anyways...here are the lyrics.  And just in case I have to say it...These are my lyrics.  I wrote them.  Do not try to copy and repost them as your own.  If you want to show them off (haha) just ask for my permission first.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;u&gt;Everything Outside Of This&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    (Verse 1)   He used to watch her at school from afar &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Now he holds her hand under the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And he wants to let her know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That she has his heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  And he knows there’s only one thing left to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  He pulls out a little box and stumbles through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    (Chorus)    Everything outside of this, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That’s how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  You are my world, my everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  None of this means anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Without you, to show me the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  You are everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Everything outside of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    (Verse 2)   Ten years later they have built a dream&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  With three young girls, it’s the perfect family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And she wants him to know, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That she’ll never let him go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And she knows that sometimes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  tests aren’t always right  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And she pleads with him to not give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               (Repeat Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    (Bridge) And with tears falling down her face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  She falls down to her knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And she just can’t seem to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Why he only looks asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Everything outside of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That’s how much he means to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  He was my world, my everything&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;                Now I don’t have anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hold my hand and pull me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Away from everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  He was my everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Take me away from everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Everything outside of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys like it.  Keep watch for another completely random post soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-1145616174095322057?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/1145616174095322057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/05/everything-outside-of-this.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/1145616174095322057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/1145616174095322057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/05/everything-outside-of-this.html' title='Everything Outside Of This'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-4892465971109534502</id><published>2010-05-16T10:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T10:48:01.185-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'>So Bored Today...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever just been bored to tears?  I have nothing to do today...except a load of laundry.  It's just staring at me.  It can wait.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not motivated to do anything today.  Ever had those days?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a project.  Thinking...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-4892465971109534502?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/4892465971109534502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-bored-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/4892465971109534502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/4892465971109534502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-bored-today.html' title='So Bored Today...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-5819679373316667090</id><published>2010-05-14T11:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T11:48:40.086-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cocktail Cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes for adults'/><title type='text'>Cupcakes For Moms...Cocktail Cupcakes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/S-1wNgproQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_QYH5YU4BT8/s1600/2299581936_a6898c8d86%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/S-1wNgproQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_QYH5YU4BT8/s200/2299581936_a6898c8d86%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471152499730391298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is better after a long day of writing than &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/cocktail-cupcake-recipes"&gt;Cocktail Cupcakes&lt;/a&gt;.  That's right...there are cupcakes that taste just like your favorite cocktail drinks!  From White Russian to Pina Colada, you can make a cupcake to taste like any mixed drink!  &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/cocktail-cupcake-recipes"&gt;This page&lt;/a&gt; even has a recipe for the kiddies...Shirley Temple Cupcakes!  If you think you are game, head on over and get baking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cupcake_eater/2299581936/"&gt;(Cup)Cake Eater&lt;/a&gt; on Creative Commons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-5819679373316667090?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/5819679373316667090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/05/cupcakes-for-momscocktail-cupcakes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/5819679373316667090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/5819679373316667090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/05/cupcakes-for-momscocktail-cupcakes.html' title='Cupcakes For Moms...Cocktail Cupcakes!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/S-1wNgproQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_QYH5YU4BT8/s72-c/2299581936_a6898c8d86%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-7265200067863908235</id><published>2010-04-29T15:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T16:01:50.784-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Bandz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rare Silly Bandz'/><title type='text'>There Are Rare Silly Bandz?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/S9ngJcoilcI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1zmj84KSP6k/s1600/Silly+Bands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/S9ngJcoilcI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1zmj84KSP6k/s200/Silly+Bands.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465646075700483522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last week my daughter came home with &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/silly-bandz-rubber-bracelets"&gt;Silly Bandz&lt;/a&gt; going up her wrist.  I didn't even know they existed until then.  (I'm assuming that they were given to her because she didn't have any when I dropped her off that day.)  We started talking about them and apparently there are 'rare' Silly Bandz.  I was intrigued that they could be rare when as far as I knew, they had just been invented...I was wrong.  According to my nine year old, the dragon, the cross, and the 'rock' symbol ones are rare.  The dragon come in the  &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/silly-bandz-rubber-bracelets#module97889621"&gt;Fantasy Pack&lt;/a&gt; but I have not seen the others yet.  It is amazing to me that as many times as I have had rubber bands on my wrists in the past, I never had the idea to make them into shapes and sell them to children.  Another million dollar idea gone with the wind.  Off to find these 'rare' Silly Bandz and make my child happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-7265200067863908235?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/7265200067863908235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/04/there-are-rare-silly-bandz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/7265200067863908235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/7265200067863908235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/04/there-are-rare-silly-bandz.html' title='There Are Rare Silly Bandz?'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/S9ngJcoilcI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1zmj84KSP6k/s72-c/Silly+Bands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-4590343303194440057</id><published>2010-04-16T11:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T11:45:32.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flirty Aprons For Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/S8iFeTut_cI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/U-LQrcjUGjk/s1600/blue-chocolate-front-with-bow_thumbnail_system%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 80px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/S8iFeTut_cI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/U-LQrcjUGjk/s200/blue-chocolate-front-with-bow_thumbnail_system%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460761303925521858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found the perfect Mother's Day gift for any woman who loves to cook, &lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/r.cfm?b=200063&amp;u=321643&amp;m=24717&amp;urllink=&amp;afftrack="&gt;Flirty Aprons&lt;/a&gt;.  They have the cutest colors and styles. You can check them out &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/flirty-aprons-for-moms"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Let me know what you guys think of this adorable product.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-4590343303194440057?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/4590343303194440057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/04/flirty-aprons-for-mom.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/4590343303194440057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/4590343303194440057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/04/flirty-aprons-for-mom.html' title='Flirty Aprons For Mom'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/S8iFeTut_cI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/U-LQrcjUGjk/s72-c/blue-chocolate-front-with-bow_thumbnail_system%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-1002927612748348000</id><published>2010-02-10T22:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T22:47:20.331-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><title type='text'>"Oh Mother"</title><content type='html'>I had to post about the most recent matter in my life as of the moment...my new name.  The past few weeks, my 5 year old has been calling me 'mother'..."Oh &lt;strong&gt;mother&lt;/strong&gt;...", "Can I have ice cream, &lt;strong&gt;mother&lt;/strong&gt;...".  What is that about?  I'm not really sure how to take it.  Most of the time I dread hearing 'mommy' because it's usually followed by screaming.  This whole 'mother' debacle has got me missing it.  Even though I want to think of myself as something other than a mommy all the time, there is something reassuring about my little girl saying "I love you, mommy".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-1002927612748348000?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/1002927612748348000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-mother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/1002927612748348000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/1002927612748348000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-mother.html' title='&quot;Oh Mother&quot;'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-3451087897210647132</id><published>2010-01-30T23:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T23:47:05.524-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='.38 special'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gun permit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carry permit'/><title type='text'>Getting My Carry Permit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="APCTitleAnchor" title="Gun, c.1981-82 (black and red on white)" href="http://affiliates.allposters.com/link/redirect.asp?item=3245879&amp;amp;AID=481553795&amp;amp;PSTID=1&amp;amp;LTID=2&amp;amp;TID1=111300&amp;amp;lang=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="314" alt="Gun, c.1981-82 (black and red on white)" src="http://imagecache6.allposters.com//LRG///26/2623/525MD00Z.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was pretty exciting for me. I decided that because I have three little girls in a dangerous world, that I needed to know how protect them in the event of a disaster. I didn't grow up around guns of any type but my husband is an avid shooter. I always felt uncomfortable around guns and it took me some time to realize that it was because I didn't know much about them. My husband and his family decided to take me to the range to shoot a few rounds and get me comfortable with holding a gun. As soon as I got my husband's .40 caliber in my hand, I was hooked. I did pretty good for a novice. Last weekend I took the course for my concealed carry permit and I passed!. I applied for the permit yesterday. Now, all I have to do is wait for the permit to come in the mail. I am on the hunt for the perfect gun for me. I'm looking at a Taurus .38 special ultra lite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful to my husband and his family for forcing me to face my fear of the gun. The thought of having a loaded weapon strapped to my ankle is not as scary as it once was. To everyone who is afraid of guns, I truly recommend taking, at least, a gun safety course to ease your fears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-3451087897210647132?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/3451087897210647132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/01/getting-my-carry-permit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/3451087897210647132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/3451087897210647132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2010/01/getting-my-carry-permit.html' title='Getting My Carry Permit'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-2218176357346015001</id><published>2009-12-27T23:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:21:26.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exhausting Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>Christmas is exhausting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Szgum3k9wtI/AAAAAAAAAGE/oGU3YVaNA9o/s1600-h/3293347171_7736550418_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Szgum3k9wtI/AAAAAAAAAGE/oGU3YVaNA9o/s320/3293347171_7736550418_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420133396829291218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is it just me or is Christmas exhausting?! Just the shopping alone is tiring but when you add in hiding presents from the kids, wrapping, staying up till midnight to get the gifts under the tree without the kids knowing, waking up early Christmas morning to get the coffee made before the children trample you on the way to the tree, opening toy after toy, getting a band-aid after cutting your finger on said toys' titanium lined plastic packaging, dragging the family to some random relative's house for dinner, dragging family home, and finding that last spare inch of room left on the toy shelf for this year's hottest (yet soon the be forgotten) toy, I am exhausted! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still not over for me. I have 10 bags of random stuff piled up in the living room that I have no idea what to do with. I guess I get to use that Wal-Mart gift card that Aunt Loretta gave me to buy more storage boxes...what I always wanted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas wasn't a bust though. I got to spend time with all sides of my family, I got a diamond ring from the hubby (too big...gotta get sized), and I got a pink Kitchen-Aid stand mixer that I have been drooling over for two years now. I'm going to use it to make an orange flavored bundt cake for New Year's Eve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a great Christmas and that your New Year is full of hope and maybe a few resolutions that you plan on keeping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-2218176357346015001?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/2218176357346015001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-is-exhausting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/2218176357346015001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/2218176357346015001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-is-exhausting.html' title='Christmas is exhausting!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Szgum3k9wtI/AAAAAAAAAGE/oGU3YVaNA9o/s72-c/3293347171_7736550418_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-2164260871492339992</id><published>2009-12-03T15:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T15:41:43.335-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free prizes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work from home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swagbucks'/><title type='text'>Swagbucks.com: My newest venture on the internet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SxghA7K9UEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6nOxGXRZPSg/s1600-h/swagbucks-200x200Alt%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SxghA7K9UEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6nOxGXRZPSg/s320/swagbucks-200x200Alt%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411111252053020738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just signed up for &lt;a href="http://www.swagbucks.com/refer/j_barnhart4"&gt;Swagbucks&lt;/a&gt; two days ago and I already have a Paypal gift card coming to me!  That is why I had to write a post about it.  I use the Swagbucks toolbar instead of my Google one and I win 'bucks'...pretty simple.  They are kind of slow coming but it is free and you get prizes.  I cannot think of a better deal than that.  I'm hoping to save up enough 'bucks' to earn a few Amazon gift cards...there is a ridiculously expensive purse that I want.  A few months with &lt;a href="http://www.swagbucks.com/refer/j_barnhart4"&gt;Swagbucks&lt;/a&gt;, and that purse is mine...muah ha ha (evil laugh).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-2164260871492339992?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/2164260871492339992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/12/swagbuckscom-my-newest-venture-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/2164260871492339992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/2164260871492339992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/12/swagbuckscom-my-newest-venture-on.html' title='Swagbucks.com: My newest venture on the internet'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SxghA7K9UEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6nOxGXRZPSg/s72-c/swagbucks-200x200Alt%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-127185528202946070</id><published>2009-12-01T11:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T11:46:00.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>500 Swagstakes Winner! 11/30</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blog.swagbucks.com/2009/11/500-swagstakes-winner-1130.html"&gt;500 Swagstakes Winner! 11/30&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-127185528202946070?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://blog.swagbucks.com/2009/11/500-swagstakes-winner-1130.html' title='500 Swagstakes Winner! 11/30'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/127185528202946070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/12/500-swagstakes-winner-1130.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/127185528202946070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/127185528202946070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/12/500-swagstakes-winner-1130.html' title='500 Swagstakes Winner! 11/30'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-4611716912169955222</id><published>2009-11-30T12:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T12:20:15.128-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Country Music Hall of Fame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family reunion'/><title type='text'>A Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SxP-yCgM-mI/AAAAAAAAAFs/pi8NRLaZQhY/s1600/pauls_journey.1201404120.studio-b-piano%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SxP-yCgM-mI/AAAAAAAAAFs/pi8NRLaZQhY/s320/pauls_journey.1201404120.studio-b-piano%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409947713020951138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend, my hubby and the kids set off for Dickson, TN (right outside of Nashville) for a family reunion.  The three hour car trip wasn't that bad.  There was only one major meltdown from my three year old.  We spent Friday at grandma Thea's and had a great late Thanksgiving meal and I got to meet many wonderful people.  Saturday was spent at Uncle Kevin's house where 65 family members exchanged between touch football and volleyball.  My hubby was a big hit with the little kids when he and his brother started a kickball game out front just for them.  My daughter got her first run and was so excited!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was our day to return home but we stopped off at the Country Music Hall of Fame and took the Studio B tour (well worth the time and money.  We got to sit at the very piano that Elvis recorded many of his top hits with.  It was a great experience.  We finally headed back to town at 6pm.  We were all exhausted but we had a great trip.  If you haven't been to Nashville lately, make the drive.  You won't be disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-4611716912169955222?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/4611716912169955222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/11/family-reunion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/4611716912169955222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/4611716912169955222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/11/family-reunion.html' title='A Family Reunion'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SxP-yCgM-mI/AAAAAAAAAFs/pi8NRLaZQhY/s72-c/pauls_journey.1201404120.studio-b-piano%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-6266724938068745814</id><published>2009-11-24T09:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T09:31:18.894-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Four Christmases'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Tree'/><title type='text'>Putting up the Christmas tree!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Swvs2ZsxwEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/b5uRGyFM224/s1600/775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Swvs2ZsxwEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/b5uRGyFM224/s320/775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407676196944199746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not even Thanksgiving yet but I'm putting up my Christmas tree tonight...woohoo!  It's one of my favorite things to do each year.  We usually do it on Black Friday (I don't go shopping in that mess) but this year we have to travel to my hubby's uncle's house for a late Thanksgiving with them.  So it has been pushed up to today.  I'm fine with that though.  Afterwards, we are going to sit down and watch Four Christmases (which came out today finally).  I think it's going to be a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-6266724938068745814?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/6266724938068745814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/11/putting-up-christmas-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/6266724938068745814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/6266724938068745814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/11/putting-up-christmas-tree.html' title='Putting up the Christmas tree!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Swvs2ZsxwEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/b5uRGyFM224/s72-c/775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-5049219322850097733</id><published>2009-11-21T17:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T17:45:56.278-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eclipse movie release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Moon'/><title type='text'>Saw New Moon Last Night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="APCTitleAnchor" href="http://affiliates.allposters.com/link/redirect.asp?item=5031189&amp;AID=481553795&amp;PSTID=1&amp;LTID=2&amp;TID1=111300&amp;lang=1" target="_blank" title="Twilight - New Moon"&gt;&lt;img src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/PYR/PP31904.jpg" alt="Twilight - New Moon" border="0" height="450" width="300"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tracking.allposters.com/allposters.gif?AID=481553795&amp;PSTID=1&amp;LTID=2&amp;TID1=111300&amp;lang=1" border="0" height="1" width="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dragged my hubby out to see New Moon last night.  I originally thought that I would wait to rent it but the 'girl' in me got the better of me and I decided to go see it.  So glad I did....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, the movie is aimed at the teen crowd.  There were plenty in the theater to prove that point.  Surprisingly, there was an array of 20-30 somethings in attendance also.  Besides the random giggling from the teen girls when Jake took his shirt off, the movie was rather good.  It started out a little slow but by the time it was over, I was wanting more.  The last line of the movie (not telling you what it is) is a doozie.  It, no doubt, will have Twilight fans buzzing about the third installment of the saga, &lt;strong&gt;Eclipse&lt;/strong&gt;, set to release on June 30, 2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-5049219322850097733?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/5049219322850097733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/11/saw-new-moon-last-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/5049219322850097733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/5049219322850097733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/11/saw-new-moon-last-night.html' title='Saw New Moon Last Night...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-1750745969458943736</id><published>2009-11-16T22:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:58:47.564-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cranberry sauce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homemade cranberry sauce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gluten-free recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food drive'/><title type='text'>Best Homemade Cranberry Sauce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SwIeGkT3tgI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WOA7WnAiOPo/s1600/draft_lens7861321module66341281photo_1257172887mo1a11_cranberry_citrus_dressing_lg%5B1%5D%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SwIeGkT3tgI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WOA7WnAiOPo/s320/draft_lens7861321module66341281photo_1257172887mo1a11_cranberry_citrus_dressing_lg%5B1%5D%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404915600973084162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This recipe is one of my favorites.  The only ingredients you need are cranberries, sugar, and three oranges.  I made it last year for Thanksgiving and it was a huge hit.  There will definately be a repeat performance this year.  You can find complete instructions for the recipe and more fun cranberry stuff &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/best-homemade-orange-cranberry-sauce"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Let me know how it turns out for your family dinner.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Credit:  &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/michael-chiarello/cranberry-citrus-dressing-recipe/index.html"&gt;FoodNetwork.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-1750745969458943736?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/1750745969458943736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-homemade-cranberry-sauce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/1750745969458943736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/1750745969458943736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-homemade-cranberry-sauce.html' title='Best Homemade Cranberry Sauce'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SwIeGkT3tgI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WOA7WnAiOPo/s72-c/draft_lens7861321module66341281photo_1257172887mo1a11_cranberry_citrus_dressing_lg%5B1%5D%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-2028125440340660554</id><published>2009-11-13T00:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T00:17:08.409-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>It's my anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SvzqZC1zhjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/iqia59NyZfY/s1600-h/vacation+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SvzqZC1zhjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/iqia59NyZfY/s320/vacation+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403451368917927474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my nine year wedding anniversary!  I'm not sure how many couples make it to 9 years but I'm thrilled about it.  We are planning on having a pretty normal Friday...grocery store in the morning...watching my soaps while the hubby rakes the leaves and my youngest is napping...normal stuff.  Later we will drop all the kids off at my mother's house (for the night!)  and go see the new 2012 movie that I have been so excited about.  Maybe if Roger is lucky, I'll let him rub my feet after...who knows.  :)  It sounds like the perfect day to me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-2028125440340660554?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/2028125440340660554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-my-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/2028125440340660554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/2028125440340660554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-my-anniversary.html' title='It&apos;s my anniversary!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SvzqZC1zhjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/iqia59NyZfY/s72-c/vacation+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-5624305976001157352</id><published>2009-11-12T08:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T07:22:15.023-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helping others'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food drive'/><title type='text'>Help Feed The Homeless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SvwTYFZRNXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/eUQuXUkmgyA/s1600-h/3525586598_802a334b85%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SvwTYFZRNXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/eUQuXUkmgyA/s320/3525586598_802a334b85%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403214957423703410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take today and share a little love.  I was inspired by today's Lens of the Day on &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/lensmaster/referral/j_barnhart4"&gt;Squidoo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/feed-the-homeless"&gt;Feed the Homeless During the Holidays&lt;/a&gt;.  It was written by &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/lensmasters/LeanneChesser"&gt;Leanne Chesser&lt;/a&gt;, a life coach, teacher, business owner and mother of 4.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's ultimately important to me is giving and love, not only for myself and my family, but for people in need around me. So why not intertwine it all?", Leanne says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is a good lesson for all of us during the holidays.  In the lens, Leanne tells ways that we all can contribute.  I encourage everyone to do what they can to give and spread a little cheer this holiday season.  All it takes is a little time, and a little love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Credit: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/labor2008/3525586598/"&gt; aflcio2008 at Creative Commons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-5624305976001157352?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/5624305976001157352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/11/help-feed-homeless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/5624305976001157352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/5624305976001157352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/11/help-feed-homeless.html' title='Help Feed The Homeless'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SvwTYFZRNXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/eUQuXUkmgyA/s72-c/3525586598_802a334b85%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-3426915382040270398</id><published>2009-11-04T08:27:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T08:37:58.205-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet potato casserole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gluten-free recipe'/><title type='text'>Gluten-Free Sweet Potato Casserole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SvGDPd28lyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/F5GpFne8dtA/s1600-h/sweet-potato-casserole%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SvGDPd28lyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/F5GpFne8dtA/s320/sweet-potato-casserole%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400241729930303266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for Thanksgiving again and what is on everyone's minds...food.  One of this holiday's staple foods is &lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/how_5458420_make-glutenfree-sweet-potato-casserole.html"&gt;sweet potato casserole&lt;/a&gt;.  It's sweet and gooey and just makes you happy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading a lot about gluten intolerance and decided to find a great recipe for people with this affliction that their whole family will enjoy.  &lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/how_5458420_make-glutenfree-sweet-potato-casserole.html"&gt;This recipe on eHow&lt;/a&gt; is all of these things and I think that it will make a great addition to your Thanksgiving table.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you try it, leave a reply.  I would love to know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.jbarhtexasfoods.com/TurkeyPurchasePage.html"&gt;jbarhtexasfoods.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-3426915382040270398?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/3426915382040270398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/11/gluten-free-sweet-potato-casserole.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/3426915382040270398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/3426915382040270398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/11/gluten-free-sweet-potato-casserole.html' title='Gluten-Free Sweet Potato Casserole'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SvGDPd28lyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/F5GpFne8dtA/s72-c/sweet-potato-casserole%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-6384824605944532703</id><published>2009-11-02T20:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:57:21.547-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santa claus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter from santa'/><title type='text'>7 Simple Techniques for  Keeping Your Child Believing in Santa Claus</title><content type='html'>Many parents love to see the joy and excitement Santa Claus can bring to their child. For many people, their childhood memories of Santa Claus are the best Christmas memories they have. Keeping your child believing in Santa, however, can be a daunting task. Children are smart these days, and some of the old Santa tricks just don’t get by them anymore. Many children are perpetually plagued with the question, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Is there a Santa Claus?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every family may have slightly different Christmas traditions with regards to Santa Claus, but there are some very easy things any person can do to keep the belief in Santa at an all time high. The following &lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt; techniques will keep your child believing in the magic and wonderment of Santa Claus and you don’t have to be familiar with the history of Santa Claus to apply them.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Have your child write a &lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/m-s.cfm?u=321643&amp;amp;m=17395&amp;amp;b=1677"&gt;Santa Letter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; This can be a simple letter that your child can write to Santa Claus. Children absolutely love to write a letter to Santa, but they occasionally need a little parental guidance to pull it off.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Help your child include a special list of gifts they desire for Christmas into the Santa letter. Many children enjoy getting more creative by drawing or cutting out pictures that represent the gifts they want.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the child’s Santa letter is finished, simply mail it to the North Pole. Mail it to the following Santa Claus address: Santa Claus, 1 Candy Cane Lane, North Pole 00001. &lt;em&gt;Don’t bother using a return address, you wouldn’t want it to return as ‘undeliverable’ for any reason.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Write a &lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/m-s.cfm?u=321643&amp;amp;m=17395&amp;amp;b=1677"&gt;Letter from Santa&lt;/a&gt; and have your child receive it in the mail&lt;/strong&gt;. Create a personalized letter from Santa by directly mentioning your child’s name and certain information about your child in the text. This will make for a much more believable Santa letter. Be sure to make these letters from Santa different for each child in the same household. The child will have no doubt that Santa Claus is coming to town after they receive their personalized letter from Santa!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;“I can honestly state as a parent that the personalized letter from Santa has single handedly restored my son’s belief! The look of shock and amazement on his face when he got an ‘authentic letter from Santa’ quickly abolished any doubt he previously had about Santa Claus.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Print the Santa letter on authentic looking letterhead, as this will help to reinforce the believability. Many different styles of paper can be found at your local office supply store.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can add to the fun by getting your letter from Santa postmarked at the North Pole. Simply send your Santa letter inside another sealed, stamped envelope to: North Pole Christmas Cancellation, Postmaster, 5400 Mail Trail, Fairbanks, AK 99709-9999. &lt;em&gt;(It needs to arrive by December 15th)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many parents add a certificate for being on Santa’s “Nice List” along with the Santa Letter for added effect. Another great item to add with the Santa letter is a Santa Claus coloring sheet. Combining the personalized Santa letter, the nice certificate, and the Santa Claus coloring sheet is a sure fire method for keeping your child believing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Have your child leave milk and cookies out for Santa Claus on Christmas Eve.&lt;/strong&gt; This is simple enough to do with your child. It lets your child know YOU still believe, too. Make it a bonding experience for you and your child by baking the cookies together on Christmas Eve. Don’t underestimate how powerful this can be for creating joyful memories of Santa Claus, for both you and your child. Did you know that Santa’s favorite cookie recipe is Chocolate Chip?&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the fresh cookies on a plate next to a glass of cold milk. You can even put a short letter to Santa Claus next to the cookies and milk. These tasty treats will give Santa the energy he needs to continue traveling to the millions of other households awaiting his arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget to leave some crumbs on the table Christmas morning. Your child will feel honored that Santa Claus ate the whole plate of cookies and drank all of the milk before rushing on his way.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) On Christmas Eve, have your child sprinkle reindeer food on the lawn.&lt;/strong&gt; Santa Claus gets milk and cookies on Christmas Eve, but what about Rudolph and the rest of the joyful gang? What do they eat? Well, reindeer food, of course!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can make a batch of environmentally friendly reindeer food with common grocery items such as oats or granola. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Do not use potentially hazardous items, such as glitter in your reindeer food. Although this may make the reindeer food appear to be magical in some way, it can be extremely dangerous if ingested by small children, should they decide to ‘sample’ the reindeer food. It can also be potentially hazardous to the small animals outside such as rabbits, dogs, or cats that may eat the food.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you have the reindeer food mixed up, walk outside with your child on Christmas Eve night and explain the importance of making sure Santa’s sleigh team stays fed. Sprinkle a small amount onto your yard near bushes or trees.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This healthy reindeer snack will give Rudolph and the rest of the reindeer the nourishment they need to continue flying Santa’s heavy sleigh into the night. Your child will be proud for helping Santa Claus on his journey, and is sure to raise the belief in Rudolph and the other reindeer as well. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) Leave Santa Claus tracks in your house on Christmas Eve.&lt;/strong&gt; Being sure to not stain your carpet, leave some dirty boot prints by the fireplace (or doorway). Be sure to draw attention to the Santa Claus footprints on Christmas morning. To a child, this is solid evidence that Santa had been to their house.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) A month or so after Christmas, send your child a postcard from Santa Claus on vacation.&lt;/strong&gt; This not only keeps your child believing, but reminds your child that Santa is in their hearts all year long. It also answers the common question posed by children after Christmas, &lt;em&gt;“Where is Santa Claus now?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to make the postcard from somewhere very warm and sunny. After all, Santa does need a break from all that North Pole snow.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) Mail your child a birthday greeting from Santa Claus.&lt;/strong&gt; This technique works in tandem with the personalized &lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/m-s.cfm?u=321643&amp;amp;m=17395&amp;amp;b=1677"&gt;Santa Letter&lt;/a&gt; you mailed your child previously. Mailing your child a simple birthday card from Santa is an excellent way to keep your child’s belief high throughout the year. Your child will think, &lt;em&gt;“Wow! Santa actually knows my birthday!”&lt;/em&gt; The shock on your child’s face will be priceless.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents that have extremely intelligent kids or kids that are getting slightly older will genuinely need to utilize all &lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt; techniques mentioned above to keep their child believing in Santa Claus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These techniques will assure your child is one of the millions of children that write Santa Letters each and every holiday season… one of the millions of children that believe wholeheartedly in Santa Claus.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reputable, inexpensive website that offers all of this as a service can be found here: &lt;a href="http://www.shareasale.com/m-s.cfm?u=321643&amp;amp;m=17395&amp;amp;b=1677"&gt;www.PackageFromSanta.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-6384824605944532703?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/6384824605944532703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/11/7-simple-techniques-for-keeping-your.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/6384824605944532703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/6384824605944532703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/11/7-simple-techniques-for-keeping-your.html' title='7 Simple Techniques for  Keeping Your Child Believing in Santa Claus'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-6527318922396320285</id><published>2009-10-22T17:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T17:25:33.045-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sandwich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picky eaters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peanut butter'/><title type='text'>It's a peanut butter sandwich day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="APCTitleAnchor" href="http://affiliates.allposters.com/link/redirect.asp?item=3292162&amp;AID=481553795&amp;PSTID=1&amp;LTID=2&amp;TID1=111300&amp;lang=1" target="_blank" title="Two Slices of Toast with Butter and Strawberry Jam"&gt;&lt;img src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/STFPOD/400039.jpg" alt="Two Slices of Toast with Butter and Strawberry Jam" border="0" height="450" width="338"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tracking.allposters.com/allposters.gif?AID=481553795&amp;PSTID=1&amp;LTID=2&amp;TID1=111300&amp;lang=1" border="0" height="1" width="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My children are some of the pickiest eaters on the planet!  I blame myself completely.  I am a picky eater and I know this about myself.  I tried to introduce my girls to a variety of foods when they were little so that they would eat more as they got older.  I'm not sure where I went wrong but it didn't work and now they eat nothing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like hamburgers and casseroles and fried chicken...they will have nothing to do with any of them.  Yesterday I put a roast in the crock pot because I was tired of eating frozen chicken nuggets and fries...my girl's favorite meal.  You would have thought I was beating them the way they were acting.  They screamed and cried and refused to eat.  Even when you know that there is nothing wrong with offering them good food, they have this unique way of making you feel like crap for trying to feed them.  It's an unusual concept to process but they do it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a long day so I have decided to be 'lazy mom' today and give them peanut butter sandwiches (no jelly...they hate it), chips, and strawberries.  They couldn't be happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it goes to show you that we, as moms, don't have to always go above and beyond with everything.  Simple peanut butter sandwiches are enough to make our kids smile...and that makes me smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-6527318922396320285?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/6527318922396320285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-peanut-butter-sandwich-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/6527318922396320285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/6527318922396320285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-peanut-butter-sandwich-day.html' title='It&apos;s a peanut butter sandwich day'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-8319013515500919703</id><published>2009-10-17T20:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T20:35:08.773-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vaccinations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flu-mist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school fees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public education'/><title type='text'>Irritated with the school...again!</title><content type='html'>I need to vent a little frustration.  My daughter's school offers free flu-mist to all students who have a signed consent form.  My oldest has recieved it every year since Kindergarten.  When my five year old brought home the form, I happily signed it.  I am greatful for this servive because it keeps me out of the doctor's office.  (With three kids, I am there enough as it is.)  This past week, the mist was given out.  The oldest recieved hers with no problem...she is just happy it's not the shot.  My youngest, however, came home without her flu-mist and a note from the nurse.  "Your child DID NOT recieve her flu-mist vaccination because she refused it."  What!?!  She refused it?  She is five.  I didn't know that she held that much control with her health.  I thought I did.  I guess she has become the authority and I am the child now.  I am outraged by this.  Needless to say, the school will be getting a &lt;i&gt;wonderful&lt;/i&gt; note from me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I get in trouble here...I know that it a nice thing for the school to give this for free and I should feel lucky that it is even offered.  I am.  The reason I appreciate this so much is because my hubby it still out of work and with his job, went our insurance.  I don't just appreciate it, I need it for my kids. Now, I have to wait until the 'make-up' vaccination are given out in November.  I guess I'll just hope that my child doesn't get sick until then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-8319013515500919703?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/8319013515500919703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/10/irritated-with-schoolagain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/8319013515500919703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/8319013515500919703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/10/irritated-with-schoolagain.html' 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0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/StIEAC6h29I/AAAAAAAAAEM/8vpjqrnwXzQ/s320/%40PL144%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391376102744775634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a somber day in my house today.  Our kitten died last night while we were sleeping.  We found her alone under our back porch about 2 weeks ago.  After trying for a few days to find her mommy, we decided to keep her and try to nurse her back to health.  I already had four cats so one more didn't seem that challenging.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much debate, we named her Onyx.  She was black and gray with almost a stripe pattern to her fur.  I had to feed her with a medicine dropper but she didn't eat much.  She still ate very little.  One of our older cats had 5 kittens last year so I thought I would be able to take care of her but I was wrong.  I guess there really is nothing like a mother's love...and Onyx's mother wasn't here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, my three little girls were upset, my oldest (age 9) took it the hardest.  My five year old told me to take her to the doctor.  It was hard for me to tell her that when you die, you never wake up.  It has been a few hours and the girls seem fine now.  They have been amusing themselves with our other cats.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel awful and I wish there was something more I could have done for her.  I know that she is happy and running around in kitty heaven but I am still sad for the loss that my girls had this morning.  I regret that I didn't even take a picture of her. The picture above just looks like her. If you pray, say a little prayer for our kitty.  She will be missed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-8250151128831878600?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/8250151128831878600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-kitten-died-today.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/8250151128831878600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/8250151128831878600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-kitten-died-today.html' title='Our kitten died today'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/StIEAC6h29I/AAAAAAAAAEM/8vpjqrnwXzQ/s72-c/%40PL144%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-3342465303875209192</id><published>2009-10-04T00:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T01:00:40.318-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Be straight with your kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="APCTitleAnchor" href="http://affiliates.allposters.com/link/redirect.asp?item=4604210&amp;AID=481553795&amp;PSTID=1&amp;LTID=2&amp;lang=1" target="_blank" title="Sunset Silhouette Of Mom And Boy Along Coast"&gt;&lt;img src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/PF_New\462008\/4604210.jpg" alt="Sunset Silhouette Of Mom And Boy Along Coast" border="0" height="450" width="369"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tracking.allposters.com/allposters.gif?AID=481553795&amp;PSTID=1&amp;LTID=2&amp;lang=1" border="0" height="1" width="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that irks me about parents is their inability to be honest with their kids.  I'm not telling you to send out a memo every time you have sex with their father.  I'm talking about the everyday scenarios.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was changing the other day and my five year old came into the room and saw my cesarean scar.  She asked me how I hurt myself and I told her that it was where she came out of me.  Trying to keep in mind her age, I explained to her that she and her two sisters were too big to come out of my 'bottom' like most children, so they doctors made a special place just for her to come out safely.  Thank God she didn't ask me how she got there...phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are ways to give your kids the answers they are searching for without being inappropriate and/or brushing them off.  If you tell your kids that you will tell them when hey are older, they will want to know even more and continue to bug you.  Just be straight with them and as they get older, they will appreciate your honesty and be straight with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture courtesy of &lt;A class="APCAnchor" HREF="http://affiliates.allposters.com/link/redirect.asp?AID=481553795&amp;PSTID=1&amp;LTID=5&amp;lang=1&amp;startat=%2Fstartpage%2Easp"&gt;AllPosters.com&lt;/A&gt;&lt;img src="http://tracking.allposters.com/allposters.gif?AID=481553795&amp;PSTID=1&amp;LTID=5&amp;lang=1" border="0" height="1" width="1"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-3342465303875209192?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/3342465303875209192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/10/be-straight-with-your-kids.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/3342465303875209192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/3342465303875209192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/10/be-straight-with-your-kids.html' title='Be straight with your kids'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-5357748000692839576</id><published>2009-10-02T07:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T08:06:04.905-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school fees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schools'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education.'/><title type='text'>The schools are ridiculous!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="APCTitleAnchor" href="http://affiliates.allposters.com/link/redirect.asp?item=3753007&amp;AID=481553795&amp;PSTID=1&amp;LTID=2&amp;lang=1" target="_blank" title="Child Reading a Book in School"&gt;&lt;img src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/LIFPOD/655241.jpg" alt="Child Reading a Book in School" border="0" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tracking.allposters.com/allposters.gif?AID=481553795&amp;PSTID=1&amp;LTID=2&amp;lang=1" border="0" height="1" width="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My middle daughter started Kindergarten this year...that gives me two in school now.  I took advantage of the sales at the end of the year last year to save money on two new backpacks and lunchboxes , and the supplies on the 'generic' lists that were sent home.  I though I was doing ok until school started this year.  On the first day of school, I was presented two &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt; lists that included a few different items that my children needed.  Ugh...back to the store!  I was also given the school fess...$25 a child!  My running total is now $125...just for my children to attend public school!  When you tack on things like coupon book sales, the Mayfest at the end of the year, and other numerous fundraisers, parents spend a lot of money on something that is supposed to be free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the nightmare was over until my oldest child brought home a letter asking for more money to help cover the costs of school parties, another workbook, and the teacher's Christmas present.  I don't understand why it costs so much.  Isn't that what the school fees are for?   The thing that really sent me over the edge was the last sentence of the note, "Thank you for being an active part of your child's life."  What the hell?  I thought being an active part of her life was teaching her and helping with her homework and actually getting her to school.  I feed her, clothe her, and keep a roof over her head.  I was offended by this statement.  Whoever wrote this letter was an idiot.  To even hint that I wasn't an active part in my child's life if I didn't pay for a cupcake party is ridiculous and insulting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is as far as I will go with my rant today guys.  I'd love to know how you feel about this.  Do you have the same issues?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture courtesy of &lt;A class="APCAnchor" HREF="http://affiliates.allposters.com/link/redirect.asp?AID=481553795&amp;PSTID=1&amp;LTID=5&amp;lang=1&amp;startat=%2Fstartpage%2Easp"&gt;Allposter's.com&lt;/A&gt;&lt;img src="http://tracking.allposters.com/allposters.gif?AID=481553795&amp;PSTID=1&amp;LTID=5&amp;lang=1" border="0" height="1" width="1"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-5357748000692839576?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/5357748000692839576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/10/schools-are-ridiculous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/5357748000692839576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/5357748000692839576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/10/schools-are-ridiculous.html' title='The schools are ridiculous!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-75876472686692393</id><published>2009-09-28T21:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:39:45.216-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>I better not be getting the flu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="APCTitleAnchor" href="http://affiliates.allposters.com/link/redirect.asp?item=3680519&amp;AID=481553795&amp;PSTID=1&amp;LTID=2&amp;lang=1" target="_blank" title="Mom and Baby Sea Lions, South Plaza Island, Galapagos Islands National Park, Ecuador"&gt;&lt;img src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/DANPOD/SA07SWE0087-FB.jpg" alt="Mom and Baby Sea Lions, South Plaza Island, Galapagos Islands National Park, Ecuador" border="0" height="450" width="337"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tracking.allposters.com/allposters.gif?AID=481553795&amp;PSTID=1&amp;LTID=2&amp;lang=1" border="0" height="1" width="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;       There is nothing worse than a mom with little kids getting the flu.  Most of the time, we are the ones responsible for getting the kids to school, dinner, dishes, and laundry.  We get up in the middle of the night with our newborns.  We suffer through irritatingly long well-checks and PTA meetings.  We can't get sick!  There should be a rule that mother's can't get fevers, headaches, diarrhea, or nausea...let's throw menstrual cramps in there for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a headache for the past 12 hours and I am fearing the worst is yet to come.  With my daughter filling me in that 13 children were absent from her class today and her newly developing fever I just discovered (just great!), tomorrow isn't looking that great for me. I guess I will just pop a few vitamin C's and a Tylenol, hunker down for a good night's rest, and hope that all of this paranoia is a distant dream by morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Picture courtesy of &lt;A class="APCAnchor" HREF="http://affiliates.allposters.com/link/redirect.asp?AID=481553795&amp;PSTID=1&amp;LTID=5&amp;lang=1&amp;startat=%2Fstartpage%2Easp"&gt;Allposters.com&lt;/A&gt;&lt;img src="http://tracking.allposters.com/allposters.gif?AID=481553795&amp;PSTID=1&amp;LTID=5&amp;lang=1" border="0" height="1" width="1"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-75876472686692393?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/75876472686692393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-better-not-be-getting-flu.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/75876472686692393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/75876472686692393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-better-not-be-getting-flu.html' title='I better not be getting the flu!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-5028665934300398244</id><published>2009-09-27T12:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T12:44:54.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying out eHow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sr-V9DczucI/AAAAAAAAADc/PewsiShnS18/s1600-h/CO01-BBA0016%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sr-V9DczucI/AAAAAAAAADc/PewsiShnS18/s320/CO01-BBA0016%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386188555489098178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my husband lost his job a few weeks ago, I have been searching for more ways than ever to earn money online.  It is becoming ever more obvious that this does not happen easily or quickly but the turtle won that race , right?  I have decided to push myself harder and write by butt off until it does pay off.  No lazy Sally here.  I know it will pay off, I just have to keep with it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I started a writing how-to articles on &lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/members/jbarnhart4.html?view=3rd"&gt;eHow&lt;/a&gt;.  It takes time to write the articles but when you are done, you just sit back and let the passive income from ad clicks come in.  Sound easy? It can be but getting enough articles is what takes time.  I am pretty sure that 150-200 articles is what it will take to see any significant earnings.  I'll let you guys know how it works out.  I've only been there 4 days so I may be presumptuous but I fully expect to kick butt over there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-5028665934300398244?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/5028665934300398244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/09/trying-out-ehow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/5028665934300398244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/5028665934300398244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/09/trying-out-ehow.html' title='Trying out eHow'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sr-V9DczucI/AAAAAAAAADc/PewsiShnS18/s72-c/CO01-BBA0016%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-3779426086021243841</id><published>2009-09-12T10:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T11:13:43.221-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='housework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flea market'/><title type='text'>A Busy Day</title><content type='html'>Normally, my Saturdays are very laid back and quiet.  Every other Friday, my parents keep all of my kids over night and bring them home Saturday afternoon. Not this week...my mom had foot surgery and could not possibly keep up with them.  My husband, who used to work 60 hours a week, is home all the time now.  I love having him here but I do enjoy when I'm alone.  I can stay in my pajamas and write all day long.  Not today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Roger is home and the kids are here, I feel busier than ever.  Not only am I behind on 2 lenses, I have to get a shower this morning and and cook a roast.  My hubby has invited him family over to watch the UT game today.  I'm not really a football fan but if I have to watch it, I'm all VOL. I need to pick up the living room and do a load of dishes too...ugh!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I almost forgot...the flea market.  We did go yesterday and it was a total wash.  I don't think it was because people didn't like what I was selling...it was just dead.  I'm not going to dwell on it because we plan on going back tomorrow and making a killing...finger crossed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-3779426086021243841?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/3779426086021243841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/09/busy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/3779426086021243841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/3779426086021243841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/09/busy-day.html' title='A Busy Day'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-8948176937861599599</id><published>2009-09-09T23:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:44:43.775-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laid off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>My husband was laid off today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sqh2CtGJtpI/AAAAAAAAACg/dhUYNkSrYvc/s1600-h/PEA0334%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sqh2CtGJtpI/AAAAAAAAACg/dhUYNkSrYvc/s320/PEA0334%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379679543731271314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That pretty much says it in a nutshell...he was laid off. So what does this mean for us? I have no idea. We just bought a new car. We have a mortgage, furniture payments, and three kids to feed. I have been hearing stories of people all over the country losing their jobs for the past year now. You never think it will happen to you until it does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start off by saying that if this has happened to your family, I completely empathize with you now. If it has not happened, prepare for it! You think it couldn't happen but it can. Save, save, and save some more. We have nothing to fall back on and I'm not sure what we will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you what we won't do. We won't feel sorry for ourselves. We won't dwell on the couldas and shouldas. We won't panic. We will persevere and overcome. I am convinced that a positive attitude will only help as we start what is sure to be a long, hard journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to find other means of income while my hubby looks for another job. I have been making jewelry off and on for a few months now so I am going to try to sell off a few. My husband is a wonderful bow hunter and makes his own arrows. He is putting a coat of stain on some as we speak. We are going to take these things down to the flea market this weekend and hope to make enough to tide us over. I am trying not to have unreal expectations. I will let you know how it goes either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to continue to blog and try to keep my honest personality in tact without getting too serious. I can't stand whiny people. I don't want to whine...I just want to talk. Isn't that what these things are for anyways? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the best in your day to day and I will keep you updated with mine. Until tomorrow, good night and God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Picture courtesy of &lt;a href="https://allposters.com/"&gt;Allposters.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-8948176937861599599?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/8948176937861599599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-husband-was-laid-off-today.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/8948176937861599599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/8948176937861599599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-husband-was-laid-off-today.html' title='My husband was laid off today'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sqh2CtGJtpI/AAAAAAAAACg/dhUYNkSrYvc/s72-c/PEA0334%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-2039630132642889860</id><published>2009-09-08T10:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:16:43.161-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Squidoo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SqZpCmmo0uI/AAAAAAAAACQ/m0Igndr9f50/s1600-h/3T27D3CAWOOIU0CAGX11J6CA0WN4XWCA7DOLR6CACWMNTLCAFID360CA69RUWOCA1XL3P9CAFX59GXCAFCEFGZCA383KN8CAOCOX5MCAP8P3J1CAQEWT28CAQHU5RRCAHJ97Y3CAIIKJLBCAN4YJ7V.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 117px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SqZpCmmo0uI/AAAAAAAAACQ/m0Igndr9f50/s320/3T27D3CAWOOIU0CAGX11J6CA0WN4XWCA7DOLR6CACWMNTLCAFID360CA69RUWOCA1XL3P9CAFX59GXCAFCEFGZCA383KN8CAOCOX5MCAP8P3J1CAQEWT28CAQHU5RRCAHJ97Y3CAIIKJLBCAN4YJ7V.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379102298383897314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squidoo is a site that I belong to.  I started in January of this year when I read a 'lens' called &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/workathomewithsquidoo"&gt;Are you a stay at home mom (or dad) interested in earning a monthly income?&lt;/a&gt;.  The writer was so honest and intriguing that I had to sign up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squidoo is a place where everyone is an expert.  Whatever you know, you write about.  If you know how to make &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/candied-apples"&gt;candied apples&lt;/a&gt;, share it on Squidoo.  If you know the &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/saving-money-12"&gt;best tips for saving money&lt;/a&gt;, share them on Squidoo.  &lt;i&gt;You&lt;/i&gt; are the expert and people really want to hear your advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that I love this site!  The people and the staff are amazing and I have made so many wonderful friends.  You will not, however, get rich on this site.  You can make a living off of it if you put in the hard work. &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/lensmaster/referral/j_barnhart4"&gt;Check out the site&lt;/a&gt; and let me know what you think.  I know you will fall in love with it just like I have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-2039630132642889860?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/2039630132642889860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-is-squidoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/2039630132642889860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/2039630132642889860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-is-squidoo.html' title='What is Squidoo?'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SqZpCmmo0uI/AAAAAAAAACQ/m0Igndr9f50/s72-c/3T27D3CAWOOIU0CAGX11J6CA0WN4XWCA7DOLR6CACWMNTLCAFID360CA69RUWOCA1XL3P9CAFX59GXCAFCEFGZCA383KN8CAOCOX5MCAP8P3J1CAQEWT28CAQHU5RRCAHJ97Y3CAIIKJLBCAN4YJ7V.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-4661666473845980837</id><published>2009-09-05T22:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T23:09:11.145-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When was the last time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SqMnjthhSMI/AAAAAAAAACI/D12MyLCS1XM/s1600-h/235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378185874479597762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SqMnjthhSMI/AAAAAAAAACI/D12MyLCS1XM/s320/235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always been a fairly conservative girl. I wasn't flashy and I was shy. I don't rough house and get my hands dirty. I was raised solely by my mom and I have one sister (no brothers) so I contribute my 'girliness' mostly to that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got married to my husband when I was 18 years old. He, on the other hand, has two brothers and no sisters. It's like we are from two different worlds. The things that boys do are not normal! They are rough and play stupid games...or so I &lt;i&gt;used&lt;/i&gt; to think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few months ago, my 22 year old brother-in-law started a new family game. You smack somebody in the chest with the back of your hand and yell, "When was the last time you had one of these?". It's a really childish game yet oddly addicting. The whole family does it now. The problem with that is that now, all the family members watch out for it. You have to act casual and let it come out of the blue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband has become quite fond of this game and 'gets me' all the time. I, of course, have to retaliate. Lately, we have been running around like idiots trying to get each other. We play and prank each other. We are just having fun. I almost feel like a kid again. It's nice because it is completely out of my very deliberate character. Cutting loose is liberating and relieves a lot of stress for me. I want to thank my brother for his ridiculous game and I would like my readers to ask themselves..."When was the last time...?".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-4661666473845980837?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/4661666473845980837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-was-last-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/4661666473845980837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/4661666473845980837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-was-last-time.html' title='When was the last time...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SqMnjthhSMI/AAAAAAAAACI/D12MyLCS1XM/s72-c/235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-4373057252473082105</id><published>2009-09-03T18:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T19:43:30.642-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work from home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><title type='text'>Two Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SqBTJ8GvPKI/AAAAAAAAACA/6DiBCAhDoE0/s1600-h/1099871%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SqBTJ8GvPKI/AAAAAAAAACA/6DiBCAhDoE0/s320/1099871%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377389385298689186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My middle daughter started Kindergarten this week. My oldest is in fourth grade and my baby just turned three. This realization didn't hit me until the other day. In two years, I won't have anything to do all day. Of course, there is laundry, dishes, and mopping the floor. Will doing just that make me a maid? I don't want to be a maid or a chauffeur or any of those other things that moms sometimes call themselves. I am a woman. I am smart and goal oriented. I want to do big things with life. I have the college degree, the marriage, and the kids but I want more. Don't think of me as selfish here. I'm not selfish; I'm driven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have two years...two years before the kids are in school and my hubby is pushing me to get a job. The only chance I have is to make a living from home. I like to think I am smart enough to figure out a way to do this on my own. My husband thinks I'm 'living in the clouds' but I don't care. I want him and my kids to be proud of me. I want to have a secure future where I am not dependent on a boss or paycheck that is far to little for the work I do. I think most of us feel that way but only a handful of us moms actually do it. I want my identity back. I want to make a name for myself that I choose. 'Mom' is great, but 'creator of my own destiny" is so much better. Here's to the next two years....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Image courtesy of &lt;A class="APCAnchor" HREF="http://affiliates.allposters.com/link/redirect.asp?AID=481553795&amp;PSTID=1&amp;LTID=5&amp;lang=1&amp;startat=%2Fstartpage%2Easp"&gt;Allposters.com&lt;/A&gt;&lt;img src="http://tracking.allposters.com/allposters.gif?AID=481553795&amp;PSTID=1&amp;LTID=5&amp;lang=1" border="0" height="1" width="1"&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-4373057252473082105?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/4373057252473082105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/4373057252473082105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/4373057252473082105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-years.html' title='Two Years'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/SqBTJ8GvPKI/AAAAAAAAACA/6DiBCAhDoE0/s72-c/1099871%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-5544996599778972420</id><published>2009-07-04T09:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T16:56:33.761-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk9bqfj-v9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/cZCZesLRcBM/s1600-h/506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354599267551854546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk9bqfj-v9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/cZCZesLRcBM/s320/506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here in the States, it's the 4th of July. I don't know what that means to most of you, but to me it means stressing out all day that I have to cook for family and friends, get the laundry done so it's off the floor, go buy some paper plates (I am NOT doing those dishes), get me and the kids dressed, and make sure the kids don't leave floaters in the toilet. It's a typical day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't get me wrong, I am a proud American and I love this holiday. As long as the neighbors stop shooting off fireworks at a descent hour as not to keep my kids up all night, I will count today as a success. I hope everyone has a splendid &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;Independence Day&lt;/a&gt; and enjoys spending time with their family. God bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-5544996599778972420?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/5544996599778972420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/5544996599778972420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/5544996599778972420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4th'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk9bqfj-v9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/cZCZesLRcBM/s72-c/506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5692747981439301845.post-143761102727419449</id><published>2009-07-03T17:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T17:39:02.764-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>My name is not mommy</title><content type='html'>Seeing as this is my first post, I wanted it to be clear from the start that I am a mom...is that obvious?  I have three little girls and guess what...they all call me mommy.  That is not my name.  It's actually Jessica.  As much as I like being a mom, I didn't give up my identity the moment I had kids.  I am my own person, right?  I had a life before kids.  I had dreams and friends.  I even had breasts.  Well, for the most part, those things are gone.  I am still desperately holding on to the dwindling small B cup I have left.  I guess that will be gone in time too.  Oh the joys of motherhood...no name, no friends, no dreams, no breasts.  What do I have left?  Oh yes, three kids and stretchmarks....I got screwed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5692747981439301845-143761102727419449?l=nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/feeds/143761102727419449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-name-is-not-mommy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/143761102727419449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5692747981439301845/posts/default/143761102727419449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameisnotmommy.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-name-is-not-mommy.html' title='My name is not mommy'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181413166713933585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbEF_VLcjPs/Sk53OL0eOsI/AAAAAAAAABU/2o2auir5niE/S220/480.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
