<?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-4898468186344547840</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:44:54.070-08:00</updated><category term='smelly'/><category term='Elphaba'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Rocky'/><category term='rent'/><category term='cadets'/><category term='samara'/><category term='easter'/><category term='cute'/><category term='troy'/><category term='secondhand shopping'/><category term='relax'/><category term='take-out'/><category term='anxiety'/><category term='summer'/><category term='slob'/><category term='booboo'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='barb'/><category term='celebrity'/><category 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term='blah'/><category term='food'/><category term='play'/><category term='house'/><category term='saturday'/><category term='habits'/><category term='henri'/><category term='sold'/><category term='trainwreck'/><category term='snow'/><category term='friday fill-ins'/><category term='peepers'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>All About The Good Intentions</title><subtitle type='html'>When we do, we try to do good...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>255</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-5297577657376763910</id><published>2009-12-15T14:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T14:35:13.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>I am officially so crabby I could commit murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So crabby even I cant stand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just too crabby to be alive right about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day has sucked since the second Donavan STARTED saying he was Hungy at ohhh about 6:30.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-5297577657376763910?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5297577657376763910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=5297577657376763910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5297577657376763910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5297577657376763910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/12/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-4444891625519988468</id><published>2009-11-25T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T04:19:22.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAH-LOGGY BLOGGY</title><content type='html'>welcome to the official stay home and clean day (though peeps can feel free to drop in and distract me haha). Ive been complaining a bit about how busy ive been in the last few days and how I just want to have a day to try to keep up. Well. I am skipping group counciling this week and getting things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am making soup for supper tonight. Rolls or biscuits too. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting caught up on laundry if it KILLS me (which it might). I need our house organized so I can finally start thinking about decorating for christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little cash short right now after my spending spree so I will be evaluating how far my cash will go and how much (I mean IF) I will need to borrow or reevaluate. Stupid things crept up... Like plating the van for example. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to think about the way the kids behave and come up with a game plan to deal with it and be more consistant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have 10 minutes to dress the kids and make lunch adn get samara to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ttyl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-4444891625519988468?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/4444891625519988468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=4444891625519988468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/4444891625519988468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/4444891625519988468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/11/bah-loggy-bloggy.html' title='BAH-LOGGY BLOGGY'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-6902252679546873814</id><published>2009-11-16T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T16:58:03.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No See... DEB</title><content type='html'>HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to get into shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me how thats going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This monday was week 2 of "boot camp". It was awesome. A once weekly (monday) 1 hour exercise thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im hurting a bit this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deb, you missed an awesome workout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-6902252679546873814?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6902252679546873814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=6902252679546873814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6902252679546873814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6902252679546873814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-time-no-see-deb.html' title='Long Time No See... DEB'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-2525520475961378097</id><published>2009-10-25T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T05:02:37.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain!</title><content type='html'>Had coffee last night with deb, Great conversations, met some people, remet some people. And teh coffee was good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is insane out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samara's birthday party was yesterday adn it went really well. Noone drowned adn tehre was a perfect amount of cake and pizza. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate typing errors. They annoy me. Bad enough to go back and fix them? Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning on the agenda today. Kev said he would help but who actually knows. Im kind of looking around trying to decide what to do first. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-2525520475961378097?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2525520475961378097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=2525520475961378097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2525520475961378097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2525520475961378097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/rain-rain.html' title='Rain Rain!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-4438409236770989920</id><published>2009-10-22T14:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T14:30:46.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHH</title><content type='html'>Samara's party is closeeeee CLOSE CLOSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired! And sore! And bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amd praying for bedtime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-4438409236770989920?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/4438409236770989920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=4438409236770989920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/4438409236770989920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/4438409236770989920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/ahhhh.html' title='AHHHH'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-824142117333443957</id><published>2009-10-21T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T12:27:24.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Tired of This</title><content type='html'>I am crabby and I hate it. It is the crabby that will stay crabby until finally I blow up and am still crabby. I want to scream from teh crabby. It is constant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have to do everything. Then I feel unapprieciated (which I am). Then I feel like I am nothing significant because I am not gettign anything done. It is a vicious circle and I am really hoping it will change soon. (And I am willing to acknowlege that the only way to bring that about is to force it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could always fall back on teh ol fake it til you make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the wonder of Donavan purposely doing wrong. In my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And samara throwing her fit this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being the 1 person responsible for taking the dog out EVERYTIME. (regardless what I am actually doing at the time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out tonight for a couple of hours but it isnt going to happen. I didnt actually expect it to but it was somethign I really wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess being an adult is alot of not doing what you would like to do... And lots of cleaning,... And cleaning.... And cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glee tonight to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;Work tomorrow morning and friday morning.&lt;br /&gt;Van fixed tomorrow regardless if I have to walk to get the part and push the van down.&lt;br /&gt;We have lots of food in the fridge and cupboards.&lt;br /&gt;Bedtime for donavan in 2.5 hours. Samara and hour and a half afterwardish. (She is going to stay up and watch scooby doo. theres been a marathon on).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-824142117333443957?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/824142117333443957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=824142117333443957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/824142117333443957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/824142117333443957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-tired-of-this.html' title='So Tired of This'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-8515342144687649954</id><published>2009-10-20T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T17:20:20.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Love Shakespeare.</title><content type='html'>Midsummer Night's Dream is my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="speech1"&gt;PUCK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="1"&gt;How now, spirit! whither wander you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAIRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over hill, over dale,&lt;br /&gt;Thorough bush, thorough brier,&lt;br /&gt;Over park, over pale,&lt;br /&gt;Thorough flood, thorough fire,&lt;br /&gt;I do wander everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;Swifter than the moon's sphere;&lt;br /&gt;And I serve the fairy queen,&lt;br /&gt;To dew her orbs upon the green.&lt;br /&gt;The cowslips tall her pensioners be:&lt;br /&gt;In their gold coats spots you see;&lt;br /&gt;Those be rubies, fairy favours,&lt;br /&gt;In those freckles live their savours:&lt;br /&gt;I must go seek some dewdrops here&lt;br /&gt;And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.&lt;br /&gt;Farewell, thou lob of spirits; I'll be gone:&lt;br /&gt;Our queen and all our elves come here anon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-8515342144687649954?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8515342144687649954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=8515342144687649954' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8515342144687649954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8515342144687649954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-i-love-shakespeare.html' title='How I Love Shakespeare.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-8203196840921008117</id><published>2009-10-19T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T15:01:25.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To New Friends and Old.</title><content type='html'>Have I said yet how much I love this laptop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I do. Its like a new friend... (I know Ive said that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now to come up with a topic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could give you alot of did you hear such and such but You wouldnt know them etc. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee at my place wednesday at 1. I am excited. I never really ahve people over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of new interetsing things under way. Plots and plans and organizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggies and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking about turning off the television and not turning it back on if I hear "i want that" again from samara. What a great week to teach her how to live without television making me want to poke an eye out and cut off my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think tv in moderation is great. an hour a day say. So in total all week 7 hours. Sounds fine to me. Not counting movies, which i dont watch often, I watch 4 hours of television a week. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many do you watch???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On monday I watch &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1235099/"&gt;Lie to me &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0412142/"&gt;House&lt;/a&gt;. Tuesday nothing (I think Kev and I might watch &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1127180/"&gt;Drag me to Hell &lt;/a&gt;tomorrow night in fact though so this week will be mro tv i guess). Wednesday I cant miss &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1327801/"&gt;Glee&lt;/a&gt;. Thursday it is &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0460627/"&gt;Bones&lt;/a&gt;. Period on the tv. Not that sitting at the laptop alot isnt a waste of time but the tv? wow. Cant do it these days. I think when I am depressed I watch more... Ill have to let you know though, I feel pretty good these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-8203196840921008117?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8203196840921008117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=8203196840921008117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8203196840921008117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8203196840921008117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-new-friends-and-old.html' title='To New Friends and Old.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-4746093296424974116</id><published>2009-10-15T10:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T10:42:57.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>Things to do and all of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just waiting for Samara to call and say she got back from school Okay. I think she will probably go to her friend kayla's house. We told her to call. Once she does I will put on my ipoda nd get cleaning with some music. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kev is home but he can shut his door and do his thing. I want to declutter, organize adn get rid of crap we dont need anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-4746093296424974116?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/4746093296424974116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=4746093296424974116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/4746093296424974116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/4746093296424974116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-5997292356719806015</id><published>2009-10-14T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:58:02.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GLEEful</title><content type='html'>I am watching Glee. Love Glee. Love the music and the "kids". Love &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0758597/"&gt;This Guy&lt;/a&gt;. And he was born in 82.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just reminding myself that 24 is young. LOL Back to crisis I guess. Gotta hold on to my youth while I have it. I feel young so why do I act old?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-5997292356719806015?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5997292356719806015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=5997292356719806015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5997292356719806015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5997292356719806015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/gleeful.html' title='GLEEful'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-8517869649375530327</id><published>2009-10-12T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T18:40:30.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to do!</title><content type='html'>Gotta go uptown tomorrow to the post office and so on, Should be a very productive day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the bathroom pretty organized, Make up in the makeup case other stuff in its crate. Looks much better. Tomorrow morning Im going to do a bit more, maybe put away clothes and box up summer stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching Lie to Me. Love this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000619/"&gt;Tim Roth&lt;/a&gt; is kind of sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have to remember to call  everyone LOL. If things go good, maybe betty can watch donavan, samara can walk there after school with her little friend. We shall see. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-8517869649375530327?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8517869649375530327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=8517869649375530327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8517869649375530327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8517869649375530327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-to-do.html' title='Things to do!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-8556311299600731748</id><published>2009-10-11T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:13:59.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B-loggy</title><content type='html'>quick one before bed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made some pie and "helped" my brother's girlfriend make cookies tonight. Fun time all around. I like to think she learned somethign... Like reading the recipe before you start putting everything into 1 bowl while making  bowl marble cookies.  LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made pie, Thanksgiving supper at my parents. Not so excited about the whole YES i didnt buy wine, Sorry. It was sunday, I went to teh store too early then was going to go back later... until I took a nap and didnt wake up until 20 to 5. sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to crawl into bed and try to cuddle up to no doubt the cold shoulder and a few complaints about the lateness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched a movie. It wasnt bad... probably wont watch it again LOL. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0473356/"&gt;The Flock &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night though we watched an AWESOME movie. (Like everyone needs to watch it! BORROW IT ANYTIME~!) It was called &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0804552/"&gt;The Killing Gene &lt;/a&gt;(Or W Delta Z)... After reading a discussion on it though now I INSIST that a smart friend watch this movie to discuss it with me! The people on the forum discuss the ending (DONT READ IT UNTIL YOU WATCH), 1 person states his or her take on it and EVERYONE agrees. THEY ARE WRONG! ACKKKKKK HOW WRONG! UGH, Dumbasses haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love movies like that, really edge of your seat, wondering what will happen, wondering WHY, putting the pieces together and they DONT MAKE SENSE until teh end when SUDDENLY a conversation had early in the movie makes SUCH sense and youre left thinking wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly had I watched this movie without Kev I would ahve bawled my head off at the end... And almost did! I want to watch it again in fact so I can really ponder the ending which would MAKE me bawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was that poinient (spelled a la me) and SAD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-8556311299600731748?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8556311299600731748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=8556311299600731748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8556311299600731748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8556311299600731748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/b-loggy.html' title='B-loggy'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-9015236426817855138</id><published>2009-10-07T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T14:07:29.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Annoyed</title><content type='html'>Just that. Plain and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A case of sour grapes perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have earned a sour grape or 2 along the lines. It feels like its been a long day. Donavan tried to fall asleep at 20 to 5. so he has been crabby since. it is 6 now and I am ready to scream, myself. Samara hasnt been home afterschool (just got a call shes on her way). I just want the kids in bed so that I can relax. Glee isn on until 10 so I think Ill paint a bit until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wow, what a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt sleep last night, thinking about Samara's bday and her party and all. Just stresses apon stresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to snap out of this mood. (Before I snap and say soemthign I should, but wont, regret.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-9015236426817855138?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/9015236426817855138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=9015236426817855138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/9015236426817855138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/9015236426817855138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/feeling-annoyed.html' title='Feeling Annoyed'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-6085193925513420103</id><published>2009-10-06T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:11:00.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Quiet On My Front</title><content type='html'>So as far as I can tell my budgeting is going pretty well. I am recording what I spend. Go me. (Gotta record groceries)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a slow cooked roast tonight. It was good. Leftovers and juices for soup tomorrow. I am a firm believer in using what you have. And that includes 'juices'. I got everything into the pot so tomorrow Ill cut up teh veggies and toss them in too and simmer all day. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to arrange a way to the old apartment for the gst cheque tomorrow then to the bank to make sure that all of my deposits are as they should be before money starts flying out of the account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlotte is coming tomorrow at 1:30 too so Ill make a list of things to discuss with her. Busy Busy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-6085193925513420103?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6085193925513420103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=6085193925513420103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6085193925513420103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6085193925513420103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-quiet-on-my-front.html' title='All Quiet On My Front'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-3226257287547011086</id><published>2009-10-04T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T17:33:30.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoarding?</title><content type='html'>Yeah... watching Hoarders... and I think maybe I have problems letting go of well... time. The clutter that is here is stuff that I feel that I need to "go through" but I am not willing to part with the time it would take to do so. I would ratehr sit and be bored then feel like I did nothing later that actually get up and move and feel like I got alot accomplished later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should go tackle the area in front of the door....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-3226257287547011086?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3226257287547011086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=3226257287547011086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/3226257287547011086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/3226257287547011086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/hoarding.html' title='Hoarding?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-2490794240839490901</id><published>2009-10-04T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T15:46:21.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>Talk about falling behind and staying behind. Seriously. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house is SUCH a mess. Plus I went to the shed today to organize adn grab our winter things for washing and threw everything right by teh door... Where it has stayed. I did a few loads of laundry out of teh pile but thats about it. I need to get back up and get back on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so motivated a few weeks ago adn the house looked great. Right now I am ashamed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-2490794240839490901?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2490794240839490901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=2490794240839490901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2490794240839490901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2490794240839490901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-6682914558635703615</id><published>2009-10-03T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T12:58:59.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels like a Do Something Day...</title><content type='html'>But I really dont want to make supper. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to mow the lawn but the lawn mower is not working for me. Bla LALALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bathed the dog. Did he enjoy it? Hell no. (And my boob got wet) sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the apple orchard with the kids today and sherry LOL. It was a good time. Got lots of apples now which is always nice. Got to plan some baking adn find a place for them to be stashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What now, you ask? Well I would like to get some cleaning done. Gonna put on some music and get going!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-6682914558635703615?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6682914558635703615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=6682914558635703615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6682914558635703615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6682914558635703615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/feels-like-do-something-day.html' title='Feels like a Do Something Day...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-498978127782480913</id><published>2009-10-02T08:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T08:53:08.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Somethign Done At Least!</title><content type='html'>BAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through our unmated socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were ALOT of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chucked ALOT of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walmart had 10 pcks of mens socks for 4.50for awhile and I had bought 2 packs. I chucked all of Kevs old socks. YAY ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been a picture frame on the table marking a spot to chuck things for almost 2 weeks now. I moved it into the closet. Now slowly I plan on finding homes for everything else that is right there. What a chore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might rejoin flylady for a bit. Why not. I managed to keep it neat for a week, why cant i keep it up?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a budget (projected right now) for october. I am over budget by about 850$. as the month actually passes by I hope to tighten up. ALOT. (lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well time to take out the dogI am thinking. Im going to talk kevin into a short walk with donavan and rocky later today. Maybe after supper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-498978127782480913?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/498978127782480913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=498978127782480913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/498978127782480913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/498978127782480913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/got-somethign-done-at-least.html' title='Got Somethign Done At Least!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-219923110690875526</id><published>2009-10-01T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T11:46:16.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY ME</title><content type='html'>So I put it into perspective. GST is friday (or early next week) so I will get the belt then. I made a really great budget (I am WAY over potentially) and am going to try to stick to it and manage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-219923110690875526?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/219923110690875526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=219923110690875526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/219923110690875526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/219923110690875526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/yay-me.html' title='YAY ME'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-9056534274873922561</id><published>2009-10-01T07:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T07:52:06.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wonderful Start To A Panic Induced Day</title><content type='html'>So this morning started pretty well. I was in a great mood. Samara's homework was done with NO fuss. got kids and dog into van at a great time. Got Samara to school. Decided that since payday is pretty close now I would pick up a couple sausage mcmuffins for breakfast and get Kevin up early. I was in a great mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left teh drive through and heard a few odd noises under teh passenger side. Then a ting-y noise. and low and behold NO POWERSTEERING. Instantly I was angry. I just joked to my parents how I was waiting for the next thing to break on teh van last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mechanic (friend of a friend) I took the van to just did a ton of work under teh front end (supposedly) so why was it doing that now? Got home and wrote an angry email to him and his wife (wasnt sure who would be online first).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila teh response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sell your hunk of shit! lol or drive it to the ground.... i got the same problem with my own van, next spring i wanna get a set of wheels that is like with a bank loan to pay for it! lmao... so, i pay for a new set of wheels instead of a hunk of shit... it will be well worth it for me. but im gonna work on perfact bills for 6 to 8 months and than apply... maybe you can work on the same! Sorry, Steve isnt home today hes driving people to dartmouth for medical appts. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously?!?!&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY?!?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh good god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked under the hood, the belt snapped and was gone. HOPEFULLY thats it. I am going to have a belt put on it and pray that was it. Then I am saving money... and saving and saving. Then I am going to have the van looked over by an actually mechanic, not an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But until then I am going to suffer. and suffer and suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant breathe, my stomach hurts, my chest hurts, my jaw and head hurt. I feel like if I speak I will bawl... Pretty sure it is safe to say that I could. My hands are stiff and tingling... my feet are cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to bed and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats not a good thing. I dont nap. I hate naps. As soon as I go sleep ill be done. I wont be getting up I can promise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its usually when this feeling sets in and stays that I need to hit the good dr for a pick me up. I need to numb out and chemically my brain needs to be informed that it doesnt really matter. It is OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not good with anger. I cant be bothered to stay mad ever adn it always becomes internal. Alot of "I AM A FUCKING IDIOT" flying aroud in my head. Hard to be "happy" and optimistic when you want to throw yourself off teh roof in "revenge" for being an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate failure and to me this is a BIG FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now It is a struggle to stay in control and nix the want to go hibernate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am listening to some happy and upbeat music and consentrating on stupid facebook games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I can get 1 more level on farmville I will feel like less of a failure? Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to take it one breath at a time I guess and stop beating myself up. As long as Kevin stays in the bedroom with his game we shall be fine. Him being angry abut the van being a "lemon" (his word) just makes me feel guiltier. The thought about that right now is quite painful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-9056534274873922561?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/9056534274873922561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=9056534274873922561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/9056534274873922561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/9056534274873922561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/wonderful-start-to-panic-induced-day.html' title='A Wonderful Start To A Panic Induced Day'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-6460315247592165619</id><published>2009-09-30T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T17:25:14.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggy bloggy</title><content type='html'>Okay McNaggypantz ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a great day. Got up, took samara to school, went to the bank and got my printouts then Maggies. Bosom Buddies was great, we celebrated World Breastfeeding Week (which begins tomorrow.) We got to preview the new ads and commercials for Breastfeeding Nova Scotia that launch tomorrow. They were gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took teh kids for Icecream afterschool and picked up Kevin at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I forgot to watch the good wife. Blah. i suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kev stayed home sick, we took the kids to the beach. It was gorgeous. I love the beach on rainy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was maggies place. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night with Karen was a great time. Good food, good people (for the most part HAHA did run into a jackass by the end of the night :P ) then ended the evening with a great friend and was home by 2am. Spent 5 bucks. I rocked it. MWAHA,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-6460315247592165619?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6460315247592165619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=6460315247592165619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6460315247592165619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6460315247592165619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloggy-bloggy.html' title='Bloggy bloggy'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-8959471671025394051</id><published>2009-09-26T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T11:54:38.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So now I am thinking of kicking worldly ass</title><content type='html'>I am finally feeling motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to get back on the laundry situatsion to ensure exactly what I want to wear tonight is DONE and DRY in the 2 hours until Karen comes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I am going to clean adn organize to make things easier for kev and donavan tonght without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I am cleaning off teh table beucase that mess is starting to officially piss me off. Then to my cupboards. That beautiful digital slowcooker needs to fit. Or else. (Take that coffee maker).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am going to do all of this in, you guessed it, 2 hours. While listening too my ipod on ym tiny stereo. Hell... I might just see whats wrong with the big speakers while I am at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just that motivated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-8959471671025394051?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8959471671025394051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=8959471671025394051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8959471671025394051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8959471671025394051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-now-i-am-thinking-of-kicking-worldly.html' title='So now I am thinking of kicking worldly ass'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-2346069160238870746</id><published>2009-09-24T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:10:28.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and My Lappy</title><content type='html'>So working tomorrow, my last shift? Always a ball though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching tv and setting up the laptop the way I want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to get some writing done tonight but it took SO fricking long to get office set up and all. ugh. I am so picky but I cant stand the thought of anything but what I like to type on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an old friend all set to beta it for me. By beta I mean read it over, correct my spelling, tell me what doesnt make sense and also SCREAM with how much she loves me. She was my biggest fan and an awesome writter herself though she always wrote a totally different genre etc than me. OTHER end of teh spec!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to get started, I brainstormed ideas today of where to start and I think I have a good list set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy tv LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Bones then had fringe on for a bit while flipping in my head over the slow d/l then changed it to the police women show and now LA Ink is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a temperary mouse to use with the lap. it is tinnnnnnnnny and bright shiny pink and came with a brats doll that samara got for xmas or her bday last year.&lt;br /&gt;(no i didnt buy it!) The mouse works well though the tiny size is annoying haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-2346069160238870746?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2346069160238870746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=2346069160238870746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2346069160238870746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2346069160238870746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/me-and-my-lappy.html' title='Me and My Lappy'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-2422460000431474362</id><published>2009-09-24T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:17:10.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Crap</title><content type='html'>lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob, my bro in law that ive been working for, cant find a  job and so has given up that fight. he is going to be a stay at home dad. what does that mean to me? well the end of my full time possition. you win some you lose some. LOL it was a great job for teh 2 weeks. He said he is going to divide the hours between us but then it sounded mroe like the end. he said that he will watch kass during teh week then kristeen will on the weekends. if they ever need to go anywhere on the weekend though they will call me which will be a few extra bucks for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting cranky FAST so I should go do soemthing I guess. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-2422460000431474362?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2422460000431474362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=2422460000431474362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2422460000431474362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2422460000431474362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-crap.html' title='Well Crap'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-1888633603021385880</id><published>2009-09-24T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T05:11:13.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Ho Hi Ho Its Off To Work I'll Go</title><content type='html'>And donavan is going to Betty's! It shall be a peaceful day today with Kassidy. I am going to bring a movie, possibly Rent to watch and off we go. She loves music so what could be better than a musical, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is raining, shold be refreshing walking to bobs. Put on a little music and off I shall go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late night last night for Donavan, he just didnt want to go back to sleep. Late night for me, I didnt want to put down my book until it was over. I hate being tired but I love staying up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that poor rocky needs some exercise, he is starting to crack. Getting hyper and running around going after the kids. As soon as the rain stops I am going to have to take him out for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samara has a cough, Donavan a runny nose and I think I am on the way to runny nose too, but mine is sleep deprived I am thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-1888633603021385880?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1888633603021385880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=1888633603021385880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1888633603021385880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1888633603021385880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi-ho-hi-ho-its-off-to-work-ill-go.html' title='Hi Ho Hi Ho Its Off To Work I&apos;ll Go'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-6278059812033986026</id><published>2009-09-23T17:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T18:07:00.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blog, New Laptop</title><content type='html'>Yep, finally got one, only took FOREVER... sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Glee to come on in ohhhh 3 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my nails done today, theyre so pretty and shiny. If I dont ever do anything for myself I think I should do this occassionally. Feels pretty and hasnt chipped. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally bought a lamp for the livingroom, I love it and it was only 24.00$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also got a slowcooker. I cant wait to start making our meals with it. I am going to make a good list for groceries and get slowcooking soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van is at the garage. I am praying for good news! The fuel pump hat I had is no good so he is going to have a looking for a used one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just really want to bite at the gel on my nails!!! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for more nurse jackie! Funniest show EVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-6278059812033986026?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6278059812033986026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=6278059812033986026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6278059812033986026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6278059812033986026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-blog-new-laptop.html' title='First Blog, New Laptop'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-3578048484178618695</id><published>2009-09-17T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T19:12:42.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited In The Geekiest Way!</title><content type='html'>I have been a member/ lurker on fansecrets for awhile on LJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally have a secret! Cant wait to make it and post it to see what people think! (ill post it here too even though Kevin will make fun of me forever for it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-3578048484178618695?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3578048484178618695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=3578048484178618695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/3578048484178618695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/3578048484178618695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/excited-in-geekiest-way.html' title='Excited In The Geekiest Way!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-1797462159230489510</id><published>2009-09-16T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T05:10:53.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Minutes to Leaving</title><content type='html'>I am starting for Bobby today and hauling Donavan along with me. I packed us a lunch (sandwiches) and I am going to pack my guy a few toys and things to do. Hopefully he will behave reasonably! Bob is going to be there today so he can help anywhere that I am confused. Basically my job entails ALOT of talking to Kassidy. I figure I'll do a great job haha.&lt;br /&gt;I am leaving in 10 minutes so I guess I should go and do what I need done for teh day. Basically I an going to fold the laundry from the dryer and put it away then attempt a couple dishes and soak some more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-1797462159230489510?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1797462159230489510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=1797462159230489510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1797462159230489510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1797462159230489510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/10-minutes-to-leaving.html' title='10 Minutes to Leaving'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-572148056908738141</id><published>2009-09-15T03:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T03:42:07.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>There Goes A Piece Of My Childhood</title><content type='html'>I am really sad about Patrick Swayze. When it first came out that he had Cancer I resigned myself to the fact that he was going to die but to hear that he actually did is a bit of a shock. I was sad when Michael Jackson died (yes controversial) and even when Farrah Fawcett did but wow, Patrick Swayze was my first crush... He was even my first favourite actor before I knew what favourite actors even were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to start collecting his movies I guess... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-572148056908738141?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/572148056908738141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=572148056908738141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/572148056908738141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/572148056908738141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/there-goes-piece-of-my-childhood.html' title='There Goes A Piece Of My Childhood'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-1417337034381276963</id><published>2009-09-14T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T08:52:51.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to Say?</title><content type='html'>Ummm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggies finally started today! I loved the bunch there today, hopefully it stays with this type people HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am a snob. Whats it to ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donavan is calling for lunch. he is HUNNNNNGRY. his favourite word. I am cleaning and playing on the computer. How? you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean a bit, computer, clean a bit cxomputer. You see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samara is at school. I am PRAYING for a good afternoon today. If they dont start getting along I am not sure what I am going to do. But it cant keep going like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She needs to get better with mronings. I packed ehr bag this morning and set it on the kids table while she put on her shoes. Told her to grab her bag when she is done. Halfway to school I looked over and no bag. Hurray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for friday so that I can pay everything and get groceries. LOL. Today I need to think of somethign to bake for school snacks. Some sort of cookie but what... dun dun duuuunnn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-1417337034381276963?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1417337034381276963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=1417337034381276963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1417337034381276963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1417337034381276963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-to-say.html' title='What to Say?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-2602131563093901750</id><published>2009-09-11T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:08:08.087-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rocky'/><title type='text'>Need I Say More?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SqrmQ_nmv9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/nSIJ_X6chOE/s1600-h/100_1056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380365884477325266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SqrmQ_nmv9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/nSIJ_X6chOE/s320/100_1056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-2602131563093901750?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2602131563093901750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=2602131563093901750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2602131563093901750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2602131563093901750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/need-i-say-more.html' title='Need I Say More?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SqrmQ_nmv9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/nSIJ_X6chOE/s72-c/100_1056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-512263447408169321</id><published>2009-09-10T06:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T06:08:59.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just So Happy</title><content type='html'>We are officially not broke again as of next week. Family allowance marks us actually having a bit of money finally! YAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-512263447408169321?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/512263447408169321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=512263447408169321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/512263447408169321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/512263447408169321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-so-happy.html' title='Just So Happy'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-9007382580974896174</id><published>2009-09-09T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T05:41:35.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I am Blogging Again.</title><content type='html'>Housetraining is going great. The only time I am having a problem with so far is early morning. He pees right away but doesnt poop for a few minutes. today was the second day in a row where I took him, tried to wait and he pooped in the house in the end. Samara said she wouldnt mind taking him in the morning so voila a solution. And maybe a good responsibility for her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just called my friendly local dog sitter who is working right now. Friday is my last day at the wandlyn working (more on that later). Rocky is so young and constantly talked to while someone is home that as soon as noone is home he cries and cries. It would be so sad for him to be home all day friday (from 8:30-9ish until at least 3) with noone to take him out and at least keep up a pretense of the housetraining. {which led me to stab myself in the hand while Kevin was stressing me out about it yesterday while i was stabbing potatoes to "bake" in the microwave... which caused me to freak out about all of the important stuff that i mave have punctured with my potatoe incrusted bread knife... More on that later...}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey its later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am going to be providing childcare to my brother in law for his disabled 17 year old daughter. It is better money and I would prefer it to the manual labour at the hotel haha. I will be dealing with feeding tubes and changing her bum and exercising her and talking to her as stimulation.&lt;br /&gt;It will be more flexible. I will be able to take Mr. Donavan with me. Right now bob isnt working and neice isnt in school until they get a battery for her feeding pump so it will be flexible to give him a couple hour break. Once she is in school then I will see her onto the bus at 20 to 9 then be free until 2 when it is time to get her off the bus. then until about 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-9007382580974896174?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/9007382580974896174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=9007382580974896174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/9007382580974896174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/9007382580974896174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/yes-i-am-blogging-again.html' title='Yes I am Blogging Again.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-6703328237758678265</id><published>2009-09-07T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T09:20:04.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And His Name Is Rocky</title><content type='html'>Got a puppy, he's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Ihad a camera cord Id take a picture to show everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning is actually going well for a change. I am so excited. if not for the kids behaviours I would be happiest Ive been in forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-6703328237758678265?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6703328237758678265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=6703328237758678265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6703328237758678265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6703328237758678265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-his-name-is-rocky.html' title='And His Name Is Rocky'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-5297181491928982038</id><published>2009-09-05T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T06:27:19.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZEE PLAN</title><content type='html'>Right now I am going to go start water for oatmeal for the kids then while it is heating I will get dressed and plug in teh hair straightener. I need to get fixing my hair down pat. (yes I am insane thanks.). I will get the kids their oatmeal while it heats up. then go to town with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I get bored and admit defeat I will start cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ultimate goal for today is all of teh clothes organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesser goal is dishes done and table cleared off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having a big supper tonight of whole chicken, carrots and baked potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that happens I will be beating my children to death and burying the bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;(glare)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;(glare)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I start alot of sentences like this but I really think that if my home were organized then the kids would be better behaved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to take inventory of the little people stuff. Thats first to go. noone plays with it beyond throwing it around. I am going to pack the barbies in the shed too. Samara cant handle having them in her room neatly so theyll be gone. I will be packing her pet shop animals in a little box or basket and thats all she will have. Donavan will have his trucks in a basket. In the living room will be mega blocks. I like blocks and theyre easy to clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is in 3-4 months which means I have that long to suddenly decide that the kids deserve new things. I plan on staying in control of xmas this year. listing what I buy and what I intend to get for everyone. I already have ideas for Kev but I cant buy for him until last minute becuase he might randomly decide at anytime that he wants XXXXXXXXXX and buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to watch a movie today too... and possibly some outdoors time for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUess I should get to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-5297181491928982038?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5297181491928982038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=5297181491928982038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5297181491928982038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5297181491928982038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/zee-plan.html' title='ZEE PLAN'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-623830609167824440</id><published>2009-09-03T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:58:06.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS WHY I AM INSANE!</title><content type='html'>Actually it would be impossible to pinpoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if I won a million dollars I would feel better... LOL. Instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Though I'd feel good)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gooder even...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to get a laptop soonish (as soon as I can justify it... LMAO) and then I will no longer have the "what are the kids doing behind me or in the other room" problem... Ill have eyes everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WANT MY OWN COMPUTER... personal size. is that a crime? really? didnt think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want my very own owned home. That would be great. Preferably in the valley... Becuase I love it there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would visit and people could come for the weekend and visit me. Picture it. lovely isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;I think I would be happier that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be ALOT happier if the van was running. And my list was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;list, you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make alot of lists...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;fix van&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;samara totally outfitted for school plus her fees paid in full and milk ordered and pictures paid for&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a couple hundred dollars to buy kev sneakers and myself and the kids new clothes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a new pet. HINT HINT... allowed by the landlord..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;another bedroom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a clean house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a dishwasher&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a laptop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a day off everyweek from evil children&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;an evening off every 2 weeks even... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets stop at 10...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so my steps to it:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Call the mechanic person my friend knows and see if he will work on the van&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;doing it Tuesday I just hate not being prepared, i shoiuld be and in my world there is NO EXCUSE! I AM DISGUSTED WITH ME ON THIS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Save adn perhaps in october? Though Kev needs shoes before that because all he has are flipflops.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mwhahahahhahaha I have an action plan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;save our money then when visa is paid off start searching.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FRICKING DO IT JACKASS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once we have another bedroom I am planning on having room for a dishwasher then GETTING ONE.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ill squeeze it in.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am going to call the day care again and AGAIN inquire.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once the van is ready again Ill work it out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-623830609167824440?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/623830609167824440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=623830609167824440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/623830609167824440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/623830609167824440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-why-i-am-insane.html' title='THIS IS WHY I AM INSANE!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-15726200949733131</id><published>2009-09-02T05:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T05:08:47.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Want To DO Today!</title><content type='html'>Go through clothes, get them put where I want them, Finish laundry, and GET CAUGHT UP ON DISHES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-15726200949733131?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/15726200949733131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=15726200949733131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/15726200949733131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/15726200949733131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-i-want-to-do-today.html' title='All I Want To DO Today!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-5741450302185728675</id><published>2009-09-01T05:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T05:45:57.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well I had to beat them buttttt......</title><content type='html'>The whining screaming and fighting stopped. Actually I didnt beat them per say, just put them in their bedroom and told them not to come out until they could stop. And then I informed someone that there would be no school if she didnt start acting like a big girl and not a baby like her brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I am at a loss with these children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had plans for the day... I need to hit the school and fill out a little paperwork, walmart for her sneakers for school (thursday) and then superstore. I have $30 to get her in school, buy some stuff for a few days of lunches and buy the centers to a few meals to tide us until payday on the 8th. Can I do it? Who knows but it will be cutting it close. I need 3 big bottles of pasta sauce for chili then pasta sauce another day. I need a can of pizza sauce for a pizza and I need potatoes, carrots and a can of corn for soup plus a meal with mashed potatoes. Plus a litre of milk (cause that's all I will be able to afford right now.) Kev wants a bottle of pepsi but thats only after everything else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-5741450302185728675?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5741450302185728675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=5741450302185728675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5741450302185728675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5741450302185728675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-i-had-to-beat-them-buttttt.html' title='Well I had to beat them buttttt......'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-2807085290382570070</id><published>2009-08-29T19:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T19:44:52.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Told Ya So</title><content type='html'>So not sure if I disclosed this but my Wii hates me. Its a theory Ive been working on in my bitterness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hates me so much it actually committed suicide by plugging itself into the powerbar in which the surge protecter doesnt work. Why? Becuase if it's hate of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-2807085290382570070?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2807085290382570070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=2807085290382570070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2807085290382570070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2807085290382570070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/08/told-ya-so.html' title='Told Ya So'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-4052835067260217488</id><published>2009-08-29T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:37:19.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess I Owe You</title><content type='html'>Lets start with at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convinced Kev he should go and watch &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Big-Deal/8809493156?ref=search&amp;amp;sid=572905088.4282941301..1"&gt;Big Deal&lt;/a&gt; at Teasers. I mixed up a strawberry crisp using teh frozen thawing berries from teh freezer. It is on the stove waiting to cook. I ut it in pyrex and where the berries are so cold I am afraid if I throw it in the oven itll crack... I might throw it in a cold oven and slowly heat it. MMM. Donavan and I napped today so he is still up (!!!!). I am listening to the bestest of doowop and motown 50s and 60s and playing on fb. When he goes down Ill play &lt;a href="http://www.blizzard.com/us/diablo2/"&gt;Diablo 2&lt;/a&gt;. I am obsessed. Must level up! and get out of the level (? not up on the terminology) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a slow day, I stayed in pjs until I was freezing and had to dress (right down to socks) I refuse to turn on the heat in august. UGH. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new air crispness is gorgeous. I wish the fricking van was running so I could go out and enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van needs a fuel pump. Not happy but ah well. The life of a vehicle owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-4052835067260217488?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/4052835067260217488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=4052835067260217488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/4052835067260217488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/4052835067260217488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/08/guess-i-owe-you.html' title='Guess I Owe You'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-929979902025339224</id><published>2009-08-11T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T18:12:55.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Internet already!</title><content type='html'>YAY!&lt;br /&gt;ask me how happy I am to have the internet... Just ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am not sure whats new since the last we "spoke". I was promoted to assistant superviser at work. That means when my sil is off then i am on (about 2 days a week). It is alot more walking. I wont say mroe work cause making beds suck... but as supe I get to make other peopel's beds. Ick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van is up and a going. Funny noise on driver's side when you turn but we shall deal with it as it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camera was stolen the day after i got back from vacation... sadly i lost my vacay pics too. ahh well. other people posted pictures. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much else happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog better tomorrow I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-929979902025339224?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/929979902025339224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=929979902025339224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/929979902025339224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/929979902025339224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/08/internet-already.html' title='Internet already!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-5574889662899557201</id><published>2009-07-16T08:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T08:28:54.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well.</title><content type='html'>How am I supposed to see if the fricking van passed when terry is late coming to take it there. UGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-5574889662899557201?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5574889662899557201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=5574889662899557201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5574889662899557201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5574889662899557201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/07/well.html' title='Well.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-8846855565993649224</id><published>2009-07-16T04:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T04:32:57.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So scared!</title><content type='html'>I am so scared teh van will not pass... UGH. defeatist attitude sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ahve cleaning to do! Lots of cleaning... cleaning and planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ahve been so scred of the van not passing that I ahvent allowed myself to start planning for the trip, JUST IN CASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I am going but I am trying not to be depressed over the inspection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samara wants to watch tv... Too bad kid, nice day outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well off to get dressed then do some laundry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-8846855565993649224?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8846855565993649224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=8846855565993649224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8846855565993649224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8846855565993649224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-scared.html' title='So scared!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-7099353694533782651</id><published>2009-07-15T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:17:36.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heres Hoping.</title><content type='html'>So van failed yesterday. Mount thingies and back tires barely didnt pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve is outside right now replacing the mounts and then he will replace the tires back there for inspection. Should pass with flying colours... Doesnt mean i wasnt up all night last night worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just so excited about being so close to having wheels. I have plans already! I want it done yesterday. Tomorrow were planning a trip to the dmv to get it papered for the road. fingers crossed it MIGHT be cheaper than I thought... FINGERS CROSSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so hot but it is so buggy outside and the bug spray is in sherry's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream last night that I packed my dunebuggy (?) with teh kids and all of our stuff and just as i was about to leave (at bedtime to drive all night dispite the fact i was so tired) I realized that i was supposed to pack the van so i was annoyed and tired while unpacking the kids adn things from the buggy to put in the van to leave later than i had planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samara is at Austyn's and donavan is roaming in his swim trunks. BETTER not poop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-7099353694533782651?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/7099353694533782651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=7099353694533782651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/7099353694533782651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/7099353694533782651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/07/heres-hoping.html' title='Heres Hoping.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-7519581020197697496</id><published>2009-07-08T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T04:37:08.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aww Deb, Ill mkae you better with a BLOG</title><content type='html'>TIRED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day! I got up to a great momentum last night cleaning and I plan on keeping at it today. I may need to make coffee to help UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new scribbler (Oh how I love those) and plan on listing some new and healthy meals. Watch your ass Kev. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Kev hes deadly ill with the swine flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bad joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hes had a wicked fever for more than a week and is now wracking crazysounding coughs constantly. He looks like phlemmy death. Not sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donavan has a bit of a cough now. Poor bugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samara and I are fine. (I wish I was sleeping!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully my ucc is in today (&lt;a href="http://agreenandsimplelife.blogspot.com/"&gt;if deb didnt eff up my mail yesterday...&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe the van is THIS close to finished. I am jumping for joy. It is the only bright spot in a world of *oh shit Im broke*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the ol girl understands how I am sacrificing for her and treats me well for years to come. MWAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go through Samara's stuffed toys soon. Theyre over throwing my house. (not really but theyre a really big pile in her closet.) I collected Sesame street stuffies for her form the time she was conceived... at what point can I stop collecting? I should sell it all on fb. She has SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mowed the lawn yesterday. Actually managed to pull the cord myself. Im so proud! I have to walk it back to sherry's later with the kids. I am thinking Ill put donavan on his leash and take the cut across the yards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Samara yesterday we would bake something so she could decorate it with teh frosting and sprinkles unused at DOnavan's bday. I want to get enough done to make that plausable. I am hoping its hot. I want to get the kids outside in their pool, its been awhile and they havent been out as much as I would like. Pool party at my place! After lunch (lol).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-7519581020197697496?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/7519581020197697496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=7519581020197697496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/7519581020197697496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/7519581020197697496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/07/aww-deb-ill-mkae-you-better-with-blog.html' title='Aww Deb, Ill mkae you better with a BLOG'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-5579708147208290548</id><published>2009-07-07T16:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:56:56.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping Up The Momentum</title><content type='html'>YEAHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got quite alot done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to do more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE MOREEEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-5579708147208290548?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5579708147208290548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=5579708147208290548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5579708147208290548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5579708147208290548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/07/keeping-up-momentum.html' title='Keeping Up The Momentum'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-3374942696435086941</id><published>2009-07-07T10:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T10:22:46.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Trying To Blog More</title><content type='html'>Truely I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hard to be clever when youre depressed isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I feel pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are fricking irritating ;) But thats normal here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samara was very helpful with the cleaning up (until I banished her from her bedroom for playing with balloons).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;yes,&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for Kev to get home. I am hoping he will keep the children for a bit so I can go with a friend and pick strawberries. Itll be a nice break from them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, random but I found my hairbrush under the computer desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charging up the computer batteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant remember what I just took pictures of recently that are hidden on my camera. Cant see them utnil I charge it. HMMMMM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I get the rest of my house done I can start in on the rug hooking stuff. I want to organize it all and see if I can get inspired. I really want to hook... just cant find a corner... Yeah. not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well back to some cleaning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-3374942696435086941?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3374942696435086941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=3374942696435086941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/3374942696435086941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/3374942696435086941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/07/really-trying-to-blog-more.html' title='Really Trying To Blog More'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-8589063703322497002</id><published>2009-07-06T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T07:49:36.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jackass'/><title type='text'>Boy, I sure am glad I didnt rely on child support last month...</title><content type='html'>Am I relieved to finally get an answer on the child support question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the answer then ask me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hardly check this email now that you removed me off msn and facebook.  Due to hardship times and the recession I am still trying to check up on everything.  You are right, don't expect any money this month. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One could almost pity the "poor broke guy" until you remember he is on ei, playing shows (no doubt not only being paid by the place but with cover charges as well, AND collecting royalties on his album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, lots of hardship times here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-8589063703322497002?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8589063703322497002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=8589063703322497002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8589063703322497002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8589063703322497002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/07/boy-i-sure-am-glad-i-didnt-rely-on.html' title='Boy, I sure am glad I didnt rely on child support last month...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-5547441990246807636</id><published>2009-07-05T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:09:04.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blog To Beat All Blogs</title><content type='html'>Today was a nice quiet day. I had a few drinks yesterday/ last night so while not a hangover day it was an EATING day. and I know better than to not eat while I should be hung over. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paint balling was supposed to be today through work but it was cancelled. Kev was sick and going to stay with the munchkins. I am glad it is postponed though cause hell be able to come now. Hopefully its soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my to do list for the week drawn up. I am tentatively going to make a meal plan based on the foods in the house :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well off to bed before Kev tries to make me go to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-5547441990246807636?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5547441990246807636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=5547441990246807636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5547441990246807636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5547441990246807636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-to-beat-all-blogs.html' title='The Blog To Beat All Blogs'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-8807489859996767732</id><published>2009-07-04T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T08:20:51.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I NEED SLEEPPPPP (and a babysitter for tomorrow GRR)</title><content type='html'>I cant sleep to save my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure what else to say. I am trying to havea  good dasy dispite how freaking tired I am. I attempted a nap but you can guess how that went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHYY ME,,, and donavan keeps bringing me this same 2 pieces of racetrack to fix. UGH OVER AND OVER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-8807489859996767732?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8807489859996767732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=8807489859996767732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8807489859996767732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8807489859996767732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-sleeppppp-and-babysitter-for.html' title='I NEED SLEEPPPPP (and a babysitter for tomorrow GRR)'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-6992964973077345478</id><published>2009-07-03T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T18:23:38.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>Story of My Life</title><content type='html'>Little tired, little bored, little sad to be left home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt get child support or any response to my emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping today (borrowed from sil against my gst). I bought a pretty dress. it was $15.00 down from $59.00. I cant wait to wear it. I am going to get a chunky necklace to match it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think on Monday I am going to call the daycare in this area and see if I can get Donavan ina  subsidized seat. Even if he only goes a day or soa  week thats time I can get things done without him in my lap. He is getting way clingy suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry's "party" tomorrow then paintballing on sunday. I am excited about paintballing but I really cant wait to have a day to just hang out with the kids. I feel guilty when theyre being shuffled off. Yesterday I was working (only 3.5 hours but still) and today I was shopping. (In my defense there I never ever ever go anywhere really.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to get the van so I can feel like I have a little more freedom when I am home with the kids. Its so far to walk anywhere and by the time I get home I dont want to do anything. If I dont get out as much as possible then I wont leave the house. UGH. I feel down and out and tonight it is worse becuase my flipping throat hurts again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt help that i cant sleep AT ALL lately and feel like crap all teh time becuase of it. I dont dare drink coffee or tea etc because I am scared ill never actually sleep. (I admit I do indulge in the occasional ice cap here and there. Pretty sad when the only time a person feels okay is when theyre drinking that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity party table 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its feels like donavan is never going to get over this cold and never going to sleep in his own bed (or all night).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Samara just wont UGH. I am at my wits end with that child right now. Am I a terrible mother becuase I just wish my child would BE NORMAL?!?!?!? (please dont lecture me on NORMAL and blah blah. I get enough of it in my head.) Seriously? what did I do to deserve her?&lt;br /&gt;I would understand if she had SOMETYPE of special need etc but GOOD GRIEF. mentally etc regestering above her own age category shouldnt mean that UGH. If the only thing different from her to other kids is that she is smart(er) &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;only&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; then shouldnt she actually listen? I dont believe she doesnt UNDERSTAND not picking on her brother. I think she yearns for more attention but I dont know. If I try to do something with her or even just sit by her she starts irritating me fast. or doing annoying or odd things.  WHY CANT SHE BE NORMAL?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of being treating like a flipping idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of feeling like a flipping idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of feeling like I am either doing TOO MUCH or not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANT FIND A SITTER TO SAVE MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I dont get the van so I can go on my trip Ill be done. Absolutly done. I am tired of being optimistic when noone else will be. I am tired of feeling CONSTANTLY ridiculed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to go read my book and try to get my mind off this shittiness. I am not going to sleep tonight anyway and teh longer I sit here with my self pity the worse Ill get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-6992964973077345478?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6992964973077345478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=6992964973077345478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6992964973077345478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6992964973077345478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/07/story-of-my-life.html' title='Story of My Life'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-75028746362949413</id><published>2009-07-01T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T07:08:25.407-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><title type='text'>Cleaning My Room</title><content type='html'>Ask me how far Ive gotten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck and we have alot of stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-75028746362949413?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/75028746362949413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=75028746362949413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/75028746362949413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/75028746362949413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/07/cleaning-my-room.html' title='Cleaning My Room'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-4530626967472337123</id><published>2009-06-30T16:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T16:53:03.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='budget'/><title type='text'>In Response to Double D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Deb's comment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gst is friday:)why didnt your ucc check come in...?sounds like you have one heck of a budget to make...and i am right there with you...are you going to get rid of your cable?we are gettign rid of Kyle's cellphone and the Freestyle...our only luxury is the internet....oatmeal and rice and potatoes are a budget's best freinds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;In response:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;UGH. I have no idea why ucc didnt come. It was to have gone to our old place but the new tenants put their name on the mailbox. I dont know if that was enough to deter the maillady from putting it there but she did. If (on a GOOD chance) it was returned to teh ucc office then it will be sent right back out but this time to our new place. If not then I have to call on July 6th and have it resent. UGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Gst same story. I called and confirmed with them that yes the cheque will go to our old apartment. So again if for some random reason the cheque isnt delivered and is sent back it has been noted to come here... Well shit. Or not. I forgot. Kevin has to call becuase it is in his name. Son of a bitch. Well. I guess I know what were doing on thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;UGH. I took our cheque, paid rent and bought groceries. I emailed jackass this morning (no response yet). WHEN (I have to be positive) he sends the money it is going  right to the van and voila the van will be done. YAY. UGH. Desnt help that our fricking cable will be screwed up if I dont ake that ucc 200 payment. Ahh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I was going to cut cable but FRICKING TRUBLOOD. cant miss it. But we subscribe to all 3 vod's. we are definatly cutting superstations and maybe mpix. That will save us about 20 bucks. Gotta keep tmn. (lol) at least until teh bitter end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I bare minimumed groceries and will be (UGH) cooking for the next 2 weeks. (UGH). We splurged on pizza tonight. I wanted to stop the take out (maybe once a pay period) but we are so broke that i figured cant hurt THAT bad this time. (plus pizza for us counts a few meals) LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I have my oatmeal (quick cook I bought for baking ages ago), potatoes from the last time we grocery shopped (havent touched them... I managed not to cook (besides spegetti once) for near 2 weeks. Go me.) and I ahve a bag of long white rice, a bag of brown and in my groceries today I slipped a big box of quick cook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Let the games begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-4530626967472337123?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/4530626967472337123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=4530626967472337123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/4530626967472337123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/4530626967472337123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-response-to-double-d.html' title='In Response to Double D'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-2371570364583841823</id><published>2009-06-30T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T05:22:46.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Child Support Day</title><content type='html'>Will it come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate feeling like I am chasing child support. In a perfect world I would know for certain that it si coming and not have to worry. But sadly not happening. Sadly and most annoyingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate feeling like I am a bother even to someone I hate so much. I feel like I am nagging when EVERYMONTH I have to email him and ask if he is paying. Then I am also scared to becuase I kind of rely on that money and I am scared that if I ask he will tell me no, another day etc. Right now I have 800 in the bank. Going out is supposed to be 500 for rent, something for groceries, 300 on van, 200 to my old landlord to start paying him off and 237 on cable plus Kevs family is coming home this weekend so hell need money for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality my UCC check (universal childcare) of 200 didnt come. I have no idea if mr childsupport is paying. That could be 300 in the bank today that will take off some strain but who knows. GSt should be in either this week or next but I have no idea if Ill even get it since the mail is so fucked up right now. GST wont be so helpful becuase Kev will take his half leaving only mine for bills. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to make a grocery list that will allow for the smallest amount of money for 2 weeks. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to make this work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-2371570364583841823?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2371570364583841823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=2371570364583841823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2371570364583841823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2371570364583841823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/06/child-support-day.html' title='Child Support Day'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-4658398817634564985</id><published>2009-06-27T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T04:07:47.743-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sitter'/><title type='text'>What The Heck Babysitter Edition</title><content type='html'>WHat the heck and why is it so hard to find a flipping babysitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want some teenager out of school for teh summer to come and watch the kids. Not too difficult and there are a million teens in my town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 2 replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first was a godsend. Her 14 year old daughter used to dealing with 6 year old sister was interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats good and well until theyre at the beach etc and have family coming and going to be in an out. How does that translate into interested in babysitting? I wasnt getting any reply asking what day would work to come and meet the kids and then jump into it so I suggested saturday afternoon meet them and then sunday babysit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um no theyre at teh beach this weekend, maybe try next week. *FACEPALM*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other offer was a teenager... involved with the biggest criminal family in my town. (that my ex sister is dating into) I wouldnt have her becuase of the whole what is she running and telling them/ who would she have in my house. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHYYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ahve to work sunday and monday and god knows when else with STILL NO SITTER. UGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-4658398817634564985?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/4658398817634564985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=4658398817634564985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/4658398817634564985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/4658398817634564985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-heck-babysitter-edition.html' title='What The Heck Babysitter Edition'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-1052724536905611336</id><published>2009-06-14T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T05:09:11.788-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donavan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='samara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>bloggy gloggy</title><content type='html'>Sorry I havent been interesting lately. cant be bothered to blog. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ack. have I complained about this cold yet. I cant get rid of it. Keeps getting worse and worse. This morning I am coughing up chunky shit that makes me want to vomit. Literaly. I was gagging at the toilet for a good little while first thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did awesome on wiifit last night. worked out for 30 minutes straight (YAY). I warm up with the balance games then do a run (usually short distance) then cool down with a couple games and end with a yoga pose. Well last night in the spirit of somehting new I went for an island lap run. HOLY 14 minute jog batman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt great afterward. I wonder how actually jogging and getting somewhere would be. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about batman, donavan disclosed to me this morning that he is actually clark kent. and yes he is superman... and batman.... and robin too. Way to be in a few places at once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In truth he says yes to everything! nothing funnier than asking him in front of his nanny (betty) if his daddy beats him adn calls him bad names. Donavan gives a sad face and says, very quietly, "yessss". Sometimes youll be a yup... But if you ask him if he pooped hell generally deny it and give the cat a hard look. Funny dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive implemented a new system to TRY and get samara to get along with donavan. I call it the NO SLEEPOVERS. If shes mean to him or trys to exclude or abuse him I tell her that her next sleepover (at nanny's or sherry's) is going to be cancelled. She generally makes up a game for him then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream last night that work underpaid kev by 100$ and didnt pay me at all. What a time to have a dream like that! (then it all turned to sex). Sheesh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-1052724536905611336?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1052724536905611336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=1052724536905611336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1052724536905611336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1052724536905611336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/06/bloggy-gloggy.html' title='bloggy gloggy'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-3452860326759535948</id><published>2009-06-09T13:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T13:44:43.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode To My Runny Nose</title><content type='html'>You suck right nostril. We are no longer friends. I no longer want you hanging out on my face and you aer NOT invited to Donavan's second birthday party. For blogging sake I would like to change my family's names but sadly wouldnt remember them the next time I blogged. Becuase thats how often I do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-3452860326759535948?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3452860326759535948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=3452860326759535948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/3452860326759535948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/3452860326759535948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/06/ode-to-my-runny-nose.html' title='Ode To My Runny Nose'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-5110264609574735986</id><published>2009-06-02T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T04:23:44.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making a list, checking it twice</title><content type='html'>Trying to find the most efficient way to get samara to school, get money from a machine, grocery shop, hit roddy woods for meat and get home only using 2 cabs. I am figuring I will cab down to the school with samara, getting the driver to stop at a store to take out money. Walk from there to the grocery store. (I think Tawnya is coming too so pick her up lol). shop, cab home and then walk to roddys. If Tawnya is still with me even better. LOL. There is a possibility that tawnya will be called into work mind you. In that case Id better get my headphones found and the ol pod in my pocket ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping for a fast and stressfree trip. No samara, no donavan. I shall take my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the stresser. Fricking idiot didnt pay me child support. Asshole. I messaged him on thursday and asked if, becuase the last day of the month is sunday, he would be paying me child support friday. His response? Nope, sunday. Petty petty. Sunday comes and goes. Because I asked him specifically and he answered I borrowed against it from my parents to pay rent early. Low and behold sunday came adn went. I caught him first thing monday morning and told him samara and I had plans just waiting for his email (money transfer) to be able to leave. His response? "Sorry, there was a deth in teh family I wont be paying you until friday. Thank you for your understanding." Then he promptly went off line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I was mad. I deleted him and then when I went to facebook to delete him there what did his status message say? woohooo just playing for a crowd of 78000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some death in the family. Fucker. He hates his family anyway. whas a death got to do with paying one's late child support?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am scrambling trying to find a way to pay everyone and still have money for GROCERIES and I wanted to throw a huge chunk on the van. hard to do that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-5110264609574735986?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5110264609574735986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=5110264609574735986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5110264609574735986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5110264609574735986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/06/making-list-checking-it-twice.html' title='Making a list, checking it twice'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-5881131429126627183</id><published>2009-05-25T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T08:47:36.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am doing NOTHING today. Yesterday I power cleaned for Kevs birthday. Today it si still not bad. Alot of laundry to fold and put away and there were a ton of dishes that I already did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am making spegetti for supper, I think Ill do the sauce in the slowcooker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept samara home today. she coughed all night last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well off to listen to some music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-5881131429126627183?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5881131429126627183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=5881131429126627183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5881131429126627183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5881131429126627183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-doing-nothing-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-5833644007202480538</id><published>2009-05-21T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T09:23:25.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><title type='text'>SO I Totally Read Something funny today...</title><content type='html'>Over at :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebloggess.com/"&gt;http://thebloggess.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is funny ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so a totally sex filled post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good the bad, teh disturbing and the ugly.... Even uglier when Kev remembers that I have a blog and decides to get caught up on what I am disclosing to you people who may or may not read this so that he can come after me later with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. He does do that. He even mocks it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FREAKING MEAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a disclosure... Ill bet if he still kept a diary (JOURNAL!!! HE KEEPS SAYING) he would be writing about his best day at work ever... today.... and why? Because today he gets to mow the lawn at the hotel using the rideon mower all day.... for a guy with no drivers license that ride on is quite the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start with teh disturbing HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive informed Kev that I think his boss *Jim* (bet you think the stars make that an alias... Ill let you decide...) would be pretty good in the sack ;) Much better than his coworker *Colin* who is a skinny little tall fella... that another housekeeper thinks is "tasty" her words not mine... I waqs going to try to think of a sexy fake name for *colin* but the best I come up with is Preston or Ashton. UGH. HAHA I suck at teh sexy names I guess. Give me a _________ anyday... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jim* is a quietish guy with a funny sense of humor. (I think). And aparently he is sexist and anti woman... Never slept with a he-man woman hater before.... I think it would be wild!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehhehheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THeres always *Maurece* Cant spell maureese... Ah well... He is not attractive and I think he tried to flirt with me one day. (Ill let yall know when Kev asks me about it). HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, brad pitt does nothing for me. Maybe some of his roles and characters... not him. And I cant really thing of a role I found him sexy in.... Maybe interview with a vampire but who WASNT sexy in that... Oh christian slater, the things I would do to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sorry Kev... You could come too... hes an acter, Ill bet he is openminded.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant see myself in an orgy... REALLY cant see Kev there... LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampire Bill in the show Trublood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure but Eric is NOT ATTRACTIVE to me... I have high hopes for the character next season... Eric in the book makes me moist... In the show? he is a little thin... his face anyway. looks good in a tank top I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love anna paquins breasts in that show. If I ever get mine fixed I want hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The V addicted girl with Jason has small TINY man nipples while were talking about breasts. I want normal nipples thanks. (and by normal I mean nippley, not TEENY).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets add that I want to devour edward cullen in book and movie. Kev says that makes me wierd becuase it is a book written about teenagers for teenagers. No different that "barely legal" age girls in porn haha. (Kev doesnt like porn though). (he is wierd).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Pattinson is only a year younger than me anyway... I feel wierd thinking that Jacob is hot... the actor is ohhh 16? HAHA. I am a cougar RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont get me started on Gerard Butler... HOLY he is perfect. It scares me. Just try to take away ps I love you... (I need to get that movie...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about actors, I absolutly love toni collette! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-5833644007202480538?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5833644007202480538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=5833644007202480538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5833644007202480538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5833644007202480538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-i-totally-read-something-funny-today.html' title='SO I Totally Read Something funny today...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-87609333835444047</id><published>2009-05-19T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:06:36.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>BLOG. The Why oh Why Edition *added bonus, a poke of fun at boo's expense*</title><content type='html'>Holy farkin hell Donavan wont go to sleep. Shithead that he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samara wont either... because her curtains arnt up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to walmart to exchange my bike*. I think I like this one better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bike met Ryan... my brother who breaks my things and has done so since I was about 7. according to him he was biking hard pulling the kids the other day while babysitting, standing, peddling, going side to side hard with the handles bars (you knoiw what I mean) when sunndenly without notice SNAP! A foot pedel came off. APARENTLY he barely survived. Then had to walk teh bike *pulling kids* home again.* Ill bet you hear my sympathy. Yes I laughed when he told me. the visual was TOTALLY worht the bike...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note, Ill get a picture (like the shaq and ben stein commercial) of him standng beside a regular sized person to show you out of towners why the thought was so funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile as a visual aid... picture it.... 6ft 4 or 5... 240lbs plus of blond athletic boy muscle, thinks he is THE MAN 16 year old guy. (Who is called Boo by family becuase he was SUCH A FRICKING CRY BABY when he was little.... He was also called cryin ryan for a long while... and cry guy.... what a sook.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think the worker guys are almost done... maybe? Samaras room pretty well is anyway. (I think?) UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betty's again tomorrow I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-87609333835444047?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/87609333835444047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=87609333835444047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/87609333835444047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/87609333835444047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-why-oh-why-edition-added-bonus.html' title='BLOG. The Why oh Why Edition *added bonus, a poke of fun at boo&apos;s expense*'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-949423011193069131</id><published>2009-05-18T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T04:44:12.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good'/><title type='text'>Yes it is A BLOG.</title><content type='html'>Finally a day devoted to me... Lets call it Lisa Day and eat cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality it is victoria day and if I want cake I'd better make it myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The workers arnt coming today and I dont work... And samara has the day off of school. Yes friends I did score big here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my day to hopefully heal. I am not even wearing a bra... &lt;sorry&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing a story for a friend and today is the day to finish it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might even finally explore my twilight dvd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to plan a gorgeous supper for my family and put away clothes so we can eat it at the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am wonderwoman!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-949423011193069131?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/949423011193069131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=949423011193069131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/949423011193069131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/949423011193069131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes-it-is-blog.html' title='Yes it is A BLOG.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-8956865382906828174</id><published>2009-05-15T14:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:44:48.119-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='renovations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idiot with an I'/><title type='text'>:P</title><content type='html'>Good Grief I am boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really new to put out there. Its friday, I work saturday and sunday. Workmen are coming monday and Ill have both kids. Hurrah. :P:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get some stuff done. the guys said theyd paint for us If we peel the paper. By monday I want to have the livingroom done at least! Anyone have a paint scraper they want to lend?? Henri, Ill be calling you LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donavan is crabby already so I am thinking he is going to bed at normal time but samara is staying up til 8 tonght. She is excited. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot messaged me for teh first time in FOREVER wants to see mar sat or sunday. I told him she is avail both days but will be with sitters and to let me know. Obviously itll be sunday (I assume) because still no word. BLAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-8956865382906828174?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8956865382906828174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=8956865382906828174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8956865382906828174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8956865382906828174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/05/p.html' title=':P'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-2790994980257807245</id><published>2009-05-12T06:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T06:53:04.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>SORE BACK!</title><content type='html'>I really do need my seat lowered! MY shoulders hurt from this mornings ride. Too much slouching to reach teh handlebars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workers came yesterday to do our walls and shower surround... they ripped the whole wall from the livingroom and go half teh drywall back up. Just half. Theyre supposed to be back this morning and working on but it is 10 to 11 and no sign. UGH. There is plastic through the cetner of the livingroom. I cant live like this. UGH. I am all packed and ready for the day at sherry's but low and behold no workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want it done so I can clean up and get this house into shape. UGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-2790994980257807245?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2790994980257807245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=2790994980257807245' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2790994980257807245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2790994980257807245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/05/sore-back.html' title='SORE BACK!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-1455370969816215867</id><published>2009-05-07T08:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T09:05:25.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><title type='text'>I am Ravenous But Ill Make This As Long As I Can</title><content type='html'>And not just the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all moved in and everything hooked up finally!!! I am loving my new trailer and the sense of awesome that I get looking out at our YARD! I had the kids out the other day to play, DOnavan had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a bike and trailer to pull the kids. It is a way to get samara to school basically. I am loving biking but pulling her and donavan sucks. She is heavy and hard on my legs. LOL. It takes me a half hour a way (Because by the time I get home I have been gone about an hour.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting things done though. Today I hit roddy woods for meat on my way back. tomorrow henri wants to go to tims. Sherry is off though so I am hoping she takes her to and from school for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to my parents house for my mother's birthday. Gotta see if Kev will keep teh kids for an hour becuase its hard to have them out there with the dogs jumping around. UGH. Ask me how exciting that is. UGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-1455370969816215867?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1455370969816215867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=1455370969816215867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1455370969816215867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1455370969816215867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-ravenous-but-ill-make-this-as-long.html' title='I am Ravenous But Ill Make This As Long As I Can'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-6158548501678687236</id><published>2009-04-30T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T06:43:48.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>Getting it done!</title><content type='html'>Bathroom is cleared out (toothbrush and cleaners nonwithstanding of course). Samara's room is done (besides bed, stand vith vcrs, and drums. Hallway closet is next to mark off my list ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa is supposed to coem and look at teh tv stand. She wantst o try to get in it her car with seats down. I hope she manages it, it would be a huge relief to have it gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're getting sherry's car later to take a few boxes up and get everything ready for tomorrow with the truck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit more garbage to go out, plus a couple things on roadside for next weeks spring cleanup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited. The siren call of the computer isnt even too distracting today! Cant wait to get it out of the livingroom LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-6158548501678687236?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6158548501678687236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=6158548501678687236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6158548501678687236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6158548501678687236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/getting-it-done.html' title='Getting it done!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-8486488379986558282</id><published>2009-04-28T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T09:52:58.635-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The plan now that Donavan is gone until I move:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;wait for woman to come and get toy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fill 1 garbage bag in back porch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get samara&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;check is garbage was taken&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;IF YES take out garbage so far. IF NO fold and put away laundry in everyone's bags&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dishes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finish up and tape 3 boxes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;start supper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&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/4898468186344547840-8486488379986558282?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8486488379986558282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=8486488379986558282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8486488379986558282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8486488379986558282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/plan-now-that-donavan-is-gone-until-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-5093034259574750479</id><published>2009-04-26T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:55:29.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>This Blog Silence Deafens Me</title><content type='html'>Is that even how you spell deafen? Looks too weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my ladies over last night for drinks! Super fun! I got super smashed. I find that occasionally I have teh urge to go out and drink and make a fool of myself. And I find that if I plan an occasion where I can do that then I can curb the desire for a long time. Here what it comes down to. I hate being drunk and I hate eing hungover. And I SUPER hate going to bed drunk. SO when I start feeling like everyone else ym age is out partying and I am stuck home all the time wasting my youth then all it takes if 1 evening of overdrinking and being ill to make me thankful that I am more mature than those who do that. So thank you hangover. I can go back to being a social drinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packing is going well. I am really seeing a difference now. The computer desk adn area is still the same but everything else is A-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Kev wants the computer so I am going to go start supper. Shake n bake chicken and mashed potates with boiled veggies. I am going to tape some boxes and try to get a little less freaking out adn a little more Zen... Like my new lucky bamboo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-5093034259574750479?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5093034259574750479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=5093034259574750479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5093034259574750479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5093034259574750479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-blog-silence-deafens-me.html' title='This Blog Silence Deafens Me'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-3337760345024153465</id><published>2009-04-24T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:43:09.934-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><title type='text'>So He Wanted To Show The Place</title><content type='html'>I pretty well figured that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole packing and cleaning as I go isnt working for me so I have moved to another strategy. Room to room. (If you say I told you so or duh Ill smack you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive started in teh bathroom becuase I scrub bathrooms for extra spending money LOL. I cleared it out and I am going to go scrub in a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the hallway, then samaras room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill let you know how that goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-3337760345024153465?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3337760345024153465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=3337760345024153465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/3337760345024153465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/3337760345024153465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-he-wanted-to-show-place.html' title='So He Wanted To Show The Place'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-9088309244760213801</id><published>2009-04-24T05:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T05:10:45.995-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='landlord'/><title type='text'>UGHHGHG</title><content type='html'>LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my freaking landlord called 4 times. I didnt feel up to it so I didnt answer. This morning I bit the bullet and called him. no answer. Way to push back teh inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donavan and I were both away wayyy early. He just finished an epic tantrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ahve some cleaning and a bit more packing planned today. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-9088309244760213801?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/9088309244760213801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=9088309244760213801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/9088309244760213801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/9088309244760213801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/ughhghg.html' title='UGHHGHG'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-6482475701266061780</id><published>2009-04-23T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T03:48:34.663-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>8 More Sleeps</title><content type='html'>8 more sleeps until the big move. I am so excited... can you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching Donavan manners was a huge success until he asks for a drink. I have been trying to get him to say drink please but instead he says, "Want drink now, want drink now." Ah well. He says please when promted and automatically says thank you. And he says sorry when he should. He also replied sorry when someone else says it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More packing and cleaning today. Plus my mother is supposed to come and pick me up to take me and get my birthday gift. Pretty sure she is getting me clothes again this year. I need to call Betty and see if she'll keep my crazy baby becuase Mom doesnt want to take kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party here is in a few days. I cant wait! It will be so much fun. :D:D Drinky drinky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samara is wearing a shirt with an apple on it that says, "Bite me." I wonder if that is inappropriate for school? Probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donavan "want drink now!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-6482475701266061780?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6482475701266061780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=6482475701266061780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6482475701266061780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6482475701266061780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/8-more-sleeps.html' title='8 More Sleeps'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-7650393931363727886</id><published>2009-04-22T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T04:41:55.780-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>Wow, I am Exhausted</title><content type='html'>Wednesday morning. (Not including today...) 9 days left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish dishes and start a box of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small book shelf cleared off and put in the pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt sound like alot but it will make a big difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopfully UCC is in today. If it is then Ill try to hit the bank if my mother comes with mroe boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EA Sports messaged back yesterday. He submitted a refund and well have it withen 10 business days. I am really hoping they are on teh ball and we get it earllly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is pouring so I am working out samara walking with roberta and mackenzie to school. WETTTT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-7650393931363727886?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/7650393931363727886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=7650393931363727886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/7650393931363727886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/7650393931363727886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow-i-am-exhausted.html' title='Wow, I am Exhausted'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-7446071428743065185</id><published>2009-04-21T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T13:13:23.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>LOADS DONE TODAY!</title><content type='html'>Short day at work today. Tawnya came home with me and helped out with cleaning. She is a far better cleaner than I am and alot got done! I finally got some boxes (Thanks Mom ;)) so big packing plans for this evening. I want to take a nice chunk of of whats left so Id best get started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-7446071428743065185?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/7446071428743065185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=7446071428743065185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/7446071428743065185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/7446071428743065185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/loads-done-today.html' title='LOADS DONE TODAY!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-1493414029387183273</id><published>2009-04-20T13:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T13:07:59.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>Have I Blogged Yet Today?</title><content type='html'>Went to Maggies this morning. Very interesting ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 days until the move!!!!!! OH YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donavan finally snapped out of his mood. FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay day tomorrow, I finaly see where we are for cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are hostile on the child support front, Went and got some papers today. We shall see if I see any money this month. Then it will be time to mail them out. I was as lenient as possible and I believe that I was very understanding but really. How much is enough? THIS MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to pack now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-1493414029387183273?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1493414029387183273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=1493414029387183273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1493414029387183273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1493414029387183273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-i-blogged-yet-today.html' title='Have I Blogged Yet Today?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-8836414182208651227</id><published>2009-04-19T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T12:13:54.032-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>Have I Said Recently How Awesome I Am??</title><content type='html'>I am getting it done chunk by chunk! I am stuck on the random junk right now LOL but I will solve that problem soon :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get rid of the tv stand as a priority right now I think... I should clear it off a bit and take some pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well off to discuss with Kevin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-8836414182208651227?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8836414182208651227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=8836414182208651227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8836414182208651227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8836414182208651227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-i-said-recently-how-awesome-i-am.html' title='Have I Said Recently How Awesome I Am??'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-2979132111571475155</id><published>2009-04-19T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T05:54:55.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>Look At Me Go!</title><content type='html'>WOO HOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got all of the stuffed toys down from the shelf and gone through. I filled 1 clear bag with special ones and put it on the pile then got a great start on Samara's closet. I snuck in some block play with donavan and went through Samara's barbie box. There is so much barbie stuff floating aorund I think I am going to leave that ones out. I am thinking Ill put the kids other toys in packing boxes and use the totes for blankets and clothes etc. :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dishes to be done and I want to go through the junk still in the livingroom :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a nice game of dynomite. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-2979132111571475155?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2979132111571475155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=2979132111571475155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2979132111571475155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2979132111571475155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/look-at-me-go.html' title='Look At Me Go!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-6157874312111775785</id><published>2009-04-18T17:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:57:17.432-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>A Little Little Else To Do Blog</title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laundry change around&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feed the kids (!!!) and I breakfast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Computer time half hour :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fill 1 clear bag with Samara's stuffed toys (start with the high shelf in her room).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bring out 2 boxes from the closet in there and tape them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dishes all done and put away&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plan our meals for the remaining 12 days (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) from what is in our freezer/ fridge. I want to use as much grocery before we move then get a big order to start us off on the 5th.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean out said fridge. Scrub out veggie molder.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laundry changeabout.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, we'll take it from there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:D:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-6157874312111775785?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6157874312111775785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=6157874312111775785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6157874312111775785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6157874312111775785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-little-else-to-do-blog.html' title='A Little Little Else To Do Blog'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-1504480126499721804</id><published>2009-04-18T16:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T16:08:38.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>tired and headachie. Yay.</title><content type='html'>:):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill get my go back tomorrow but for tonight I am resting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still proud of my pile adn i sold 2 baby toys on fb so far. More going on tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had boxes all lines up, sherry was bringing them but her car wouldnt start so theyre in the parking lot of the wandelyn waiting for things to fill them LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is toy day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-1504480126499721804?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1504480126499721804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=1504480126499721804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1504480126499721804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1504480126499721804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/tired-and-headachie-yay.html' title='tired and headachie. Yay.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-907938563018966018</id><published>2009-04-18T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T04:59:04.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>Oh What A Beautiful Morning!</title><content type='html'>I asked samara to close off the kitchen and bathroom and keep half a 5 year old eye on donavan so I didnt have to pull myself up just yet (At 7AM). And I laid there adn donavan ran in and out and I planned and plotted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a way to get samara across town to school everyday for a couple weeks to a month once we move. I am not going to yank her away from friends and her first real teacher at the end of the year. New school next year, not midway (I always hated midway yanking). I want a bike for summer... WELL, I could get a bike and trailer to haul children the 5th when we get paid!!!! I will get samara to school and get exercise pulling the 2 kids daily. GO ME! Now I am more excited than before. Its the little engine that could attitude. I think I can I think I can!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am out of boxes, sherry didnt get to the boxes yesterday but she is doing it today and my parents are supposed to drop in with my birthday gift today so I am going to see if theyll help me get boxes. I am so proud of how I am doing packing. So far I havent deviated from my plan to keep boxes organized at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I wait for boxes I have big plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to charge my camera batteries nwhile I go through the kids toys. Once it is charged I will take pictures of the toys worth selling, I also have a big bag of clothes of donavan that Im thinking about putting on kijiji. Normally I am a big fan of hand me downs but I am planning on saving for somethign big... TV BIG. FLAT SCREEN TV BIG. MWAHAHAHHAHAHHAHHAA. And every doller helps big! I am so fricking excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could anyone stay sad or tired on a glorious day like today!?!?!?????!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My washer is banging in teh background adn the sound is screaming, "GO LISA!!! YOU ROCK!!! GET SOMETHING DONE!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a half full of blankets box in the hallway calling for me to go through our clothes. Leave out outfits for 12 days and pack teh rest. How many pairs of jammies does everyone need, really?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-907938563018966018?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/907938563018966018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=907938563018966018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/907938563018966018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/907938563018966018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-what-beautiful-morning.html' title='Oh What A Beautiful Morning!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-1611158711784755114</id><published>2009-04-17T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:50:08.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>Wha'dya Mean I am Out Of Boxes?!?!</title><content type='html'>Guess packing will resume tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-1611158711784755114?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1611158711784755114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=1611158711784755114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1611158711784755114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1611158711784755114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/whadya-mean-i-am-out-of-boxes.html' title='Wha&apos;dya Mean I am Out Of Boxes?!?!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-6021133705749679727</id><published>2009-04-17T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T05:13:08.637-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><title type='text'>Bonne Fete A Moi!!!</title><content type='html'>I am officially 24! (I figured if I blogged it then I might MAYBE remember my own age this year. Last year was a little too wierd!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela brought me over a cake adn some cupcakes she bakesd for me yesterday for my birthday! She is such a thoughtful person. :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kev is still sleeping, he wants to spend mucho money getting me what I want so he is waiting until tuesday to get me a gift :D:D Sounds good to me. LOL. Samara wished me happy birthday when I dropped her off at the crossing guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donavan... is donavan. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More packing today. I think I am going to go through my books again before I put them away for good (or for moving to our trailer to be mwahaha). It is a good time to go through my collection and see what I am missing for authors and series's. There are always books that I wanted but forgot to buy and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A book I ordered from coles is in so maybe I can talk my handsome man into a walk later. Samara is in school :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The countdown is on, 13 days! 13 days deb!!!! 13!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tawnya was over yesterday and we got a good bit done in the kitchen and then the bathroom shelves. Now we are just figuring out what is coming and going and such. I think I am down to 2 boxes (lol) so Ill need more of those for sure, sherry said shell bring me some after work so its the waiting game there ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really waiting for the ceiling to crash, you know that scary feeling where everything is falling into place AHHHHHH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-6021133705749679727?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6021133705749679727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=6021133705749679727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6021133705749679727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6021133705749679727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/bonne-fete-moi.html' title='Bonne Fete A Moi!!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-507845263527953426</id><published>2009-04-16T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:55:18.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tmi'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>Kev: Well Im going to go poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donavan: I'm coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-507845263527953426?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/507845263527953426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=507845263527953426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/507845263527953426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/507845263527953426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-1721506062022435929</id><published>2009-04-16T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T09:22:02.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>SO EXCITED!</title><content type='html'>WE GOT THE TRAILER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY JUMPING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am moving buddies. MOVING. to aTRAILER!!! I always wanted a trailer to live in (Arnt I sad? HAHA). I cant wait. I am packing slowly but WE ARE MOVING IN 14 days! 2 frigging weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-1721506062022435929?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1721506062022435929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=1721506062022435929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1721506062022435929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1721506062022435929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-excited.html' title='SO EXCITED!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-281054431683139388</id><published>2009-04-14T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T13:42:03.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homelife'/><title type='text'>A Tuesday At Work</title><content type='html'>Worked today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOme now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How exciting am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my new childcare rpovider for donavan today. I think itll work out great. (Until the end of may anyway LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making hot dogs for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miht watch a movie tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to hear from my parents if tehyre taking the kids tomorrow night for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they do I think were heading out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Birthday s friday, Big 24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a party the 25th. HURRAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hoping everyone makes it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go check teh dogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-281054431683139388?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/281054431683139388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=281054431683139388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/281054431683139388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/281054431683139388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/tuesday-at-work.html' title='A Tuesday At Work'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-8368845356638285609</id><published>2009-04-13T07:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T07:44:14.990-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babysitting'/><title type='text'>Hey Deb, Wanna Babysit?????</title><content type='html'>Ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole find a babysitter everytime I work thing sucks. I need to find and settle on a babysitter. Deb has been my bestest and most reliable but she works unpredictable days too during teh week and her hubby is supposed to go back to work (or already did?) Which puts me back to crazy no babysitter land. UGHHHGHGHGHG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Betty but I think DOnavan runs her ragged and I hate asking her because I dont know if she is agreeing because she thinks she cant say no or because she actually wants to. ACK. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to catch roberta on fb to see if she wouldnt mind taking samara home with her after school until kev gets home at 3ish. I work monday and tuesday. I always hate asking people becuase I feel (again) like I dont know if they are becuase they know I cant find anyone else or becuase they want to and I know myself I hate feeling like I havvvve to do somehting (like with my parents lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres lacy but she can only watch him if Matt is working days becuase when he works nights he works untl 12 and wants to sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should ask Karen if she knows someone... BLAHHHHHHAHHAHHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I am still going to call you deb! LOL).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-8368845356638285609?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8368845356638285609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=8368845356638285609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8368845356638285609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8368845356638285609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-deb-wanna-babysit.html' title='Hey Deb, Wanna Babysit?????'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-6345785017707043427</id><published>2009-04-13T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T05:52:37.846-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Wanna Bet?</title><content type='html'>Was that a challenge, my friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause Here I am. Blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About what? (You ask). How about movies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see the fast and furious this week. It was awesome movieness. I love Vin Diesel. (lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday teh easter bunny brought Point Break anda documentary on Friday The 13th. We watched most of the doc last night. It is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought stand by me for kev this week too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think today I will watch Twilight with Samara :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now there is a catastrophy... Pat Pat Rocket's batteries have died... GASPPPPP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-6345785017707043427?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6345785017707043427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=6345785017707043427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6345785017707043427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6345785017707043427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/wanna-bet.html' title='Wanna Bet?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-1510472176875646706</id><published>2009-04-13T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T04:15:02.099-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><title type='text'>The More I Blog...</title><content type='html'>The less I hvae to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kev is back to work (I work tomorrow and Wednesday.) I really want to get something big done while he is gone today. I plan on making Chili (Which is always pretty big LOL). I want to do our dvd shelves. It has been awhile since theyre were neat so why not. Plus I would like to go through our clothes. We all have FAR more than we need. FARRRR MORE. If we had less clothes then less would ahve to be put away. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to get our fridge cleared out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are my plans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-1510472176875646706?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1510472176875646706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=1510472176875646706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1510472176875646706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/1510472176875646706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-i-blog.html' title='The More I Blog...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-7674936876096597841</id><published>2009-04-12T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T12:42:52.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><title type='text'>Easterrrr</title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have survived so far. Sherry took teh kids for a couple hours and we had a good nap :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am cooking deep fried pepperoni for supper.  Might as well fo fat for the holiday, right :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-7674936876096597841?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/7674936876096597841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=7674936876096597841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/7674936876096597841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/7674936876096597841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/easterrrr.html' title='Easterrrr'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-8487095486853380321</id><published>2009-04-12T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T04:06:00.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><title type='text'>Easter Morn, Hour 2</title><content type='html'>I have survived getting up ay 7 when Samara came in and I ahve survived hour 1 from 7-8. (Kev gave i about 20 after 7). Now he is in bed until 10-11 then it will be my turn. And I am thinking that I will be taking samara with me. She came home from Mom's with a nasty cold and woke up this morning with a nasty attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to go make myself some tea and change teh cat little box. WHy? Because even on Easter teh crap doesnt end. MWahahah get it? crap, cat box. Not funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-8487095486853380321?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8487095486853380321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=8487095486853380321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8487095486853380321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8487095486853380321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-morn-hour-2.html' title='Easter Morn, Hour 2'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-3784224243280634871</id><published>2009-04-11T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T04:25:23.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>TodoToday</title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made up a new word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My todotoday includes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charge teh batteries to the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do 3 sinks of dishes. (to free up counter space of course.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blow out eggs. None of us really like hard boiled eggs and the idea of leaving them out like my family always did on Easter grosses me out so we blow teh eggs out and then paint the shells. Theyre very breakable but samara was awesomely gentle last year and I think only 1 got broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making cookies with the blown out eggs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get to these things soon. Terry's birthday is today and I wanted to include some cookies in his gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutly need a shower today and I would like to lay down for a little bit when Kev gets up. I am really sleepy and I would hate to spend my day this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my new tea last night, MMMMMMM it was delicious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-3784224243280634871?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3784224243280634871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=3784224243280634871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/3784224243280634871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/3784224243280634871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/todotoday.html' title='TodoToday'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-8304115472550150693</id><published>2009-04-10T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T17:25:15.367-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>The Truth Hurts</title><content type='html'>Yep. I am all alone in my quest for a tidy house. I just need a game plan now. WHY OH WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I think of cleaning I want to just throw up my hands and give up. It is a horrible depressing feeling. And it is even worse that somethign so stupid as maintaining a tidy house is enough to make a grown woman (me) feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. How lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nowhere I can look that is tidy. Or clutterfree. (Or particularily clean for that matter). I truely am a suckidy suck of a housekeeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after wanting to jump out a window to avoid tis lonely task I get filled with rage. Absolute black rage. And I want to break things and though stupid shit out... A caseless cd that floated from the top of the computer tower to the printer adn now has been on the floor all day. Am I the only one who has seen it? If now is the cd some "test" of is 'she going to pick it up' to be rubbed in my face later? 'look how long THAT has been there!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I shake my head and tell myself that that is paranoia talking. And obviously feeling like that doesnt help anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what also doesnt help?  Thinking about cleaning that pile of papers and shoes and rug behind the chair that I am looking at. And so I will go and clean it but before I have finished the depressed sadness is back and I think about the awesomeness that is me crouched behind the rocking chair on a Friday night while home alone with Donavan who is in bed. Then I can think about how this is definatly not what I was expecting ever. A week before 24th birthday, on GOOD Friday all alone cleaning up a pile of crap (not literally thank goodness or I would be running for a razor blade, i swear to god!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a cry for help or anything, put away your crisis helpline books. Just a friendly example of how something so stupid as cleaning my livingroom can give calm and collected me an anxiety attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Id best go do something horrifyingly boring like dishes with no partner to dry them with me and try to calm the heck down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-8304115472550150693?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8304115472550150693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=8304115472550150693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8304115472550150693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/8304115472550150693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/truth-hurts.html' title='The Truth Hurts'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-2760591633945661098</id><published>2009-04-10T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T05:49:33.881-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='van'/><title type='text'>Today is the day</title><content type='html'>We're taking the van out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry is coming to pick up the baby and I (wish me fricking luck).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already ahve a strike against me. (lol). I forgot to get the carseat from sherrys car last night so well ahve to hit her house and get it. UGHHHH (facepalm). Ah well. You win some you lose some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is step 1 of us having a vehicle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-2760591633945661098?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2760591633945661098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=2760591633945661098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2760591633945661098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/2760591633945661098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-is-day.html' title='Today is the day'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-6674868088838223792</id><published>2009-04-09T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:44:20.883-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><title type='text'>Cleaning House</title><content type='html'>I know, Yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone getting tired of me talking about cleaning (or not doing it)? Know why I always do? Becuase I am obsessed with the idea of a clean house. I am starting to accept that it si an unattainable goal. and I hate those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite pleased with the kitchen the past few days though... LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-6674868088838223792?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6674868088838223792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=6674868088838223792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6674868088838223792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/6674868088838223792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/cleaning-house.html' title='Cleaning House'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-3191637102949832954</id><published>2009-04-09T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T05:26:45.676-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Flauntingggg</title><content type='html'>;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just put in the turkey. I named him Gibblitt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donavan is repairing his shopping cart and I am on the computer listening to music. All that she wants just came on. I tidied the kitchen some last night. I think I prefer cleaning in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have high hopes of date night going forward tonight as planned. Some time out with Mr O'Regan will be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamt last night that we broke up but were both living with sherry in different bedrooms and leading seperate lives... Then teh dream became something about bootleg sex toys... I kid you not. Very wierd stuff... Is my subconsious telling me to dump kev and invest in vibrators? Hmmm... That might be worth looking into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(joking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((or am i?))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next song is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollaback girl... skipped it. Then slow shania twain one. Skipped. Sober by pink is actually playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched lie to me last night. Cant wait for 2 week til its on again. When oh when will someone confront her about her husband? UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get more organized. I was up early this morning btu still late egtting samara to school. Sheesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-3191637102949832954?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3191637102949832954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=3191637102949832954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/3191637102949832954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/3191637102949832954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/flauntingggg.html' title='Flauntingggg'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-22832800607593953</id><published>2009-04-08T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T16:45:55.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Down But Not Out</title><content type='html'>;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date night was postponed due to last minute babysitter challenges. (lol). Now I am here with a whole night ahead of me (and Kev too but if he plays warhammer he no longer counts...) What to do what to do. I dont want to watch a movie. Lego Starwars but I just finished act 5 and only avhe act 6 left (LOL) and I want to hold off on that... Ill probably read and stuff myself. MMMMM stuffed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkey tomorrow. Some more cleaning perhaps. Samara has a trip to the Sugarwoods with school so she has a fun day ahead of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-22832800607593953?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/22832800607593953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=22832800607593953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/22832800607593953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/22832800607593953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/down-but-not-out.html' title='Down But Not Out'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-3928183065367838583</id><published>2009-04-08T12:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T12:56:11.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To-do Tuesday... Ermmmm Wednesday... LOL.</title><content type='html'>Next up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put away left overs.&lt;br /&gt;Make room in fridge for Turkeyyyyy Gobbler.&lt;br /&gt;Find colours for Samara to make wrapping paper for Terry's gifts.&lt;br /&gt;A load of dishes,&lt;br /&gt;Transfer laundry&lt;br /&gt;Go through Jackets. Wash winter ones that are going away!!!&lt;br /&gt;Go through mittens and such. Keep 1 set per child Just in case. Put away rest.&lt;br /&gt;Gather dirty laundry to 1 spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Thatll do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-3928183065367838583?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3928183065367838583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=3928183065367838583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/3928183065367838583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/3928183065367838583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-do-tuesday-ermmmm-wednesday-lol.html' title='To-do Tuesday... Ermmmm Wednesday... 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Not sore but pain. It was the same yesterday. (its feeling much better now thanks lol). I was tired!!! Donavan didnt go to bed last night until we did and he still tried to play. Not acceptable behaviour... I ahve 2 days/ 2 nights before teh birth control comes off and its been awhile! (but thats a rant for another day...).  Hit the mall to pick up my step father's b-day gift, the splash pants for samara that I had forgotten 2 days in a row and finish easter. Plus groceries. Put donavan's new doggy backpack leash on him and left the stroller. Surprisingly it went well. He held my hand walking but when he wanted to drop my hand and explore while I was talking etc then he was able to safely without leaving my sight. It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was crabby mind you and threw a few random fits but I ignored it... Mind you I got a few dirty looks in zellers standing in line when I A) held the leash tightly so he couldnt reach the display then B) he ran at teh displays and landed on his butt yelling bloody murder. Mwhaha I am a terrible momma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the mall we walked over to superstore. He didnt want in the cart but I grabbed his legs so he couldnt climb out. See... meanie. Grocery shopping went quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am obviously home now and I put the groceries away. I wanted a turkey dinner so I picked up a bird and the trimmings. In a few days itll be turkeytime. gobble gobble!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house is super messy with alot of laundry in transition. That is my plan for today. Plus I am planning on making a few batches of bunny chocolate chunk cookies. MMMMMMMMMM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-5486603176830107721?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5486603176830107721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=5486603176830107721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5486603176830107721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/5486603176830107721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/holy-crazy-baby-batman.html' title='Holy Crazy Baby Batman'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-4948988441246933077</id><published>2009-04-06T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T07:16:00.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ew'/><title type='text'>BLOGGY</title><content type='html'>Went to Maggies today. Same ol. LOL. Lots of cleaning to do today. I want to stay up on what I have done already. I just suck at cleaning! ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donavan pooped... Guess I should go change him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-4948988441246933077?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/4948988441246933077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=4948988441246933077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/4948988441246933077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/4948988441246933077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/bloggy.html' title='BLOGGY'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-7371479387741904579</id><published>2009-04-05T04:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T05:05:30.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>If I Dont Update I Can't Complain That Noone Else Does!</title><content type='html'>GRRR what a cranky morning. Donavan woke up and immediatly started crying... and crying... and crying. I got him some tylenol and then threw myself at the computer in an attempt to wake up. LOL. Now I am kind of dressed and kind of awake. I am planning to go to the kitchen, clear a spot for the coffee perk and get at it. First I am starting with folding laundry. I need to find and wash my black tank thing. I think Sherry and Tawnya and I are hitting teh gym today and if I even want to think about jogging etc then I need more support for the ladies. After the laundry has been started I will clean the livingroom. Mucho cleaning to do. After teh livingroom comes the kitchen. I want to make some chocolatey chunk cookies and coconut macs today. Big plans for me who hates cooking and baking. Supper tonight will be spegetti and garlic cheese bread. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ahve packed most of teh boxes my good buddy got for me. Believe it or not the books around here have filled at least 5 boxes so far. I eventually need to go through the bags and boxes of books I havent read yet and weed out books I have no interst in reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kev and I have a date planned next week for the fast and furious. he isnt intereted in seeing it but since I am not the type to force a boyfriend to see a chick flick I htink he has decided to give in a bit. It could be worse for him. Mwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else to say?????? Ummmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4898468186344547840-7371479387741904579?l=alldaymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/feeds/7371479387741904579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4898468186344547840&amp;postID=7371479387741904579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/7371479387741904579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4898468186344547840/posts/default/7371479387741904579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldaymom.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-i-dont-update-i-cant-complain-that.html' title='If I Dont Update I Can&apos;t Complain That Noone Else Does!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2_cYe9dXVM/SsE9KsND_CI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BL2eBGPp64A/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4898468186344547840.post-6613448438139449670</id><published>2009-04-01T06:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:12:18.076-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today'/><title type='text'>Let's Try This Again</title><content type='html'>Another day another to do list. I tell ya, the work never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No call yesterday (:( ) Maybe today??? (CROSSES FINGERSSSS) Ah well. Regardless. Thanks to Deb there are boxes here so I have been tryig the whole "put it out to the universae" thing. I am organizing by packing things that dont need to be out basically. I put all of the knick knacks from the dining room in a box and I started in Samara's closet organizing things there. Today I am going to tidy the livingroom and and box up my papers and binders and workbooks and such. Things that are there as a refernce but not often used. Then more Samara's room and I asm thinking kitchenware that isnt often used. (we all have that stuff eh. haha). I am thinking about re-subscribing to the paper as my next step becuase even if we dont get a call I want to be on it completely. I am tired fo teh attitude that we are stuck here/ catching up/ etc. Nope. If the oportunity knocks I am jumping all over it. And with my new resolve I am embracing some facts. a) We have 2 cats and b) we do want a dog someday. SO tehre world. LOL. That sint to say that things arnt negotiable. LOL. I am just at a point where I am sick of feeling like I shouldnt do things (like turbo jam) becuase we have neighbours beneath us. I would like to be able to take my kids out to the yard without going down a flight of stairs and dealing with lack of yard and no safety there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arnt I terrible, using my blog as a means not ot clean!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarlotte is supposed to be coming this afternoon. I am so excited. If she can help me with my dicipline problems then great. My kids think I am a joke. Samara definatly doesnt respect me. for example we never go to a store without kev. Samara never bugs for a treat. yesterday at price chopper was the first time I ahve dealt with "can you buy me a treat?" "no" "why not, please, I want one, why not why not whynot." etc in forever. It was scary and annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donavan is dancing to sharing the night together by dr hook... HAHA funny. I got him singing the mini mini mini miniwheats song too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started watchig te Sex and the City movie last night. I ahve about a half hour left. it is LONG. I love it though!!! I miss the show. I used to watch it religiously before Kev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is turning into a long one, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kev and I bought feather pillows (he is pillow obsessed). I hate mine. I am going to trade my feather one for his other regukar one I think. The feather one hurts my neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Ive run out of topics. 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