<?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-1620143630927042965</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:32:47.686-08:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='electric shock'/><category term='Party'/><category term='Joshua'/><category term='Edward Cullen'/><category term='Wins'/><category term='movies'/><category term='Emma'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='Baby advice'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='baby clothes'/><category term='prizes'/><category term='police'/><category term='sweepstakes'/><category term='preschool'/><category term='Win'/><category term='first post'/><category term='List'/><category term='free stuff'/><category term='Work'/><category term='mom'/><category term='gross'/><category term='giveaways'/><category term='OLS'/><category term='kids'/><category term='Unemployment'/><category term='contest'/><category term='weather'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='commercials'/><category term='Mamanista'/><category term='bloggy carnival'/><category term='children'/><category term='ice cream'/><category term='Pizza'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='funnies'/><category term='Prop 8'/><category term='poop'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='school'/><category term='Eggs'/><category term='Goals'/><category term='Etsy'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='alcohol'/><category term='peanut butter cake'/><category term='mixer'/><category term='dh'/><category term='breastfeeding'/><category term='baby'/><category term='Disney Train'/><category term='Mistakes'/><category term='suicide'/><category term='Walmart'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Black Friday'/><category term='Resolutions'/><category term='missing'/><category term='Confusion'/><category term='Matt'/><category term='pumpkin patch'/><category term='jail'/><category term='sick'/><category term='Time'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='Cookies'/><category term='Robert Pattinson'/><category term='owie'/><category term='Giveaway'/><category term='money'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Five is the perfect number</title><subtitle type='html'>Thoughts and ramblings of a 34 year old mom. The only female in a household of males, including one baby,a teenager &amp;amp; everything in between. Mix in some recipes, reviews &amp;amp; a sprinkling of good deals. You know life is far from boring in my household.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-2418830626837776374</id><published>2010-01-11T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:28:51.247-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>27 weeks &amp; counting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well 27 weeks &amp;amp; 2 days. I can't believe I  will be 7 months pregnant, next Saturday. This pregnancy is just flying by. I am really starting to show. I can actually wear my maternity pants now! lol Emma is doing good. She's been moving around alot &amp;amp; making herself very comfy in there. I missed my 6 month appt-gasp! It couldn't be helped, as it was a few days before Christmas &amp;amp; I couldn't afford to miss work. But I have my 7 month appt this Friday. I'm curious if I've gained any weight yet. I feel like I'm eating, but haven't been as hungry as I usually am pregnant.  Between my mom &amp;amp; I, we actually have done really well on baby stuff so far.  I really only need to pick up a new carseat ( pink of course), a double stroller, and, hmmm I guess that's all I really NEED. I would love to replace our playpen in a girly print, and of course some crib sheets &amp;amp; blankets in beautiful butterflies, flowers &amp;amp; other girly things. I can't wait to go bow shopping! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-2418830626837776374?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/2418830626837776374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=2418830626837776374' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/2418830626837776374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/2418830626837776374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2010/01/27-weeks-counting.html' title='27 weeks &amp; counting...'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-7407704272112217739</id><published>2010-01-11T21:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:13:30.548-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><title type='text'>January? Really, are you sure?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am in denial. It can't be January. That would mean a whole new year, and it can't be 2010 already. Yet, when I look at my email, it has that infamous January 2010 stamp on it.  As I sit here, in my few stolen minutes, I reflect back on this last year. Many things are still the same- still working fulltime, dh is home with the kids, everyone is healthy. But some major things are in the works- our first daughter &amp;amp; 6th child, will arrive in April sometime, hopefully dh will be starting out at my dad's work in the next couple of weeks. We are patiently waiting on W2's &amp;amp; Unemployment paperwork to come in so it get us closer to a new van, catching up on bills, and baby shopping! January also means new resolutions. I'm not a great resolution maker or keeper. I don't know many (0k, I actually don't know of ANY)people that do keep their resolutions. So I've decided to make some goals instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Molly's Goals for 2010&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;1) Work on the blog. I really want to write at least once a day. About anything really. The baby news. Funny stuff my kids did. Reviews. Whatever is floating my boat at the time.  Maybe even have a giveaway or two. Woot! lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;2) Stay strong with my Sweepstaking. I slacked off some last year- working my fulltime job kind of gets in the way sometimes. I've doing really good the last month or so, winning "something" every few days, so I just need to keep it up. I've been a member of OLS, Online-Sweepstakes.com for almost 4 year now &amp;amp; LOVE IT! The wonderful folks there have made it possible for me to win some really great stuff over the years. It's one of my fave hobbies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;3) Spend more time with the kids. This one is a bit harder to do at the moment, working the hours that I do. I feel like I don't even see the kids some days. I want to take them to fun things, like Disney on Ice, Legoland, and Monteray Bay. I miss sitting with them, reading to them. Things need to change, somehow this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;4) Get my house organized. With so little time, and so many things to do, my poor house has piles of "stuff" everywhere. Not Hoarders style piles. Manageable tubs of Ebay clothing, or stuff that has to go back into the garage. If I can just get over my tiredness, I might be able to tackle some of this stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hmmm.......I think that is it right now. I have alot of things I want to do this year, which aren't really goals, exactly. Like  doing the storage auctions with my brother, or  finding a bigger house. But I will keep you updated as I work on those things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-7407704272112217739?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/7407704272112217739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=7407704272112217739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/7407704272112217739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/7407704272112217739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2010/01/january-really-are-you-sure.html' title='January? Really, are you sure?'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-2252109468253690609</id><published>2009-07-30T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T10:33:07.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>The evils of Facebook....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It used to be Myspace. Oh the fun of setting up your layout, picking the perfect profile song, and just the right pic for your front page. Then Facebook popped up. What's this? Fun crazy quizzes to take, Pick my 5 favorite subjects in school? I can do that! Play fun addicting games like Bejeweled Blitz &amp;amp; beat my friends scores? I can do that too, and try my durndest to come in first place this week. Update my status with something both witty &amp;amp; thought provoking. Done!  Facebook is now in my top 3 sites that I hit up every night when I get home from work. It gives me a chance to catch up with my friends, and see what is going on in their lives. So my hat is off to Tom of Facebook, I drink a toast to your wonderful, yet addicting site. Bottoms Up!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps..........I WILL beat Michelle's Blitz score.............:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-2252109468253690609?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/2252109468253690609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=2252109468253690609' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/2252109468253690609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/2252109468253690609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2009/07/evils-of-facebook.html' title='The evils of Facebook....'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-8404794524462276229</id><published>2009-06-29T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:06:47.295-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unemployment'/><title type='text'>Fill out those papers carefully...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you have to deal with any of the government offices, and fill out paperwork, please remember to fill everything out carefully. Or else you could screw yourself over. Around 2 months ago, Matt filled out his unemployment paperwork. Yep, my first mistake. :(  Usually I fill out all papers, and then have him sign where needed. It's just easier that way- at least I know all I's have been dotted &amp;amp; T's crossed. Well turns out he didn't check the little box that said he looked for work, but filled out the places he did look for work. That little box threw a monkey wrench into the works &amp;amp; we had to fill out appeal paperwork, since they said they didn't have to pay him. Two weeks ago we received a letter saying he would receive a hearing. Yeah, two weeks ago. Called today &amp;amp; found out that it can take up to 12 weeks to GET a hearing, then another 2-6 weeks waiting on a decision.  So maybe if we are lucky, we can get his money by September. I just don't know what the hell we are going to do. We still owe my parents $350 for helping us pay our Smud Bill. The tags are out of date in the car, there is stuff around here we need to fix,and the kids bdays are coming. This really sucks. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-8404794524462276229?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/8404794524462276229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=8404794524462276229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/8404794524462276229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/8404794524462276229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2009/06/fill-out-those-papers-carefully.html' title='Fill out those papers carefully...'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-3017760074107707620</id><published>2009-06-20T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T09:44:11.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney Train'/><title type='text'>A Saturday off.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/Sj0Rm-UD5_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/sBsROsubXE0/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349451293645858802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/Sj0Rm-UD5_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/sBsROsubXE0/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/Sj0RmiCAyPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5dqw2GJxQeU/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349451286053964018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/Sj0RmiCAyPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5dqw2GJxQeU/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/Sj0RmNuiiJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/wpKf1B-UC9I/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349451280603580562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/Sj0RmNuiiJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/wpKf1B-UC9I/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;After working for almost a year, I finally have a Saturday off. Woot! And I am making the most of it. I woke up at 6:40am, went &amp;amp; worked out with some friends. Will be getting ready to go garage saleing with my mom in the next half hour or so. I even listed some stuff on Ebay last night. I am quite proud of myself. lol The kids had fun yesterday at the Disney Christmas Carol Train Event, in Old Sac. Even after waiting 2 hours in the hot hot sun to get on the train. It was cool, and better yet- it was FREE!!! ( well other than gas money to get down there, &amp;amp; parking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-3017760074107707620?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/3017760074107707620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=3017760074107707620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/3017760074107707620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/3017760074107707620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2009/06/saturday-off.html' title='A Saturday off.....'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/Sj0Rm-UD5_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/sBsROsubXE0/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-3722314214731453531</id><published>2009-06-14T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:43:13.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweepstakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OLS'/><title type='text'>Recent Wins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SjXCqyJmezI/AAAAAAAAAFU/hCu8tm0Ci38/s1600-h/wins+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347394172844669746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SjXCqyJmezI/AAAAAAAAAFU/hCu8tm0Ci38/s320/wins+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SjXCqomNraI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gm-cZV_Yt5w/s1600-h/wins+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347394170280324514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SjXCqomNraI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gm-cZV_Yt5w/s320/wins+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SjXCqBaW5yI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NRM3ysEI1oo/s1600-h/wins+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347394159761614626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SjXCqBaW5yI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NRM3ysEI1oo/s320/wins+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SjXCp1gUPnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/uOUX8GCkOSk/s1600-h/wins+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347394156565380722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SjXCp1gUPnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/uOUX8GCkOSk/s320/wins+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been horrible lately about keeping track of my Sweepstakes wins. Not that I've have tons rolling in- as I've been a busy bee. In the last couple of weeks, I've received a cool GearHead Digital Keychain that holds 56 photos, Susan Brown's Baby Moisturizing Hand Sanitizer, a 3 book set of kids books, and a Bubble package complete with coloring pages, a bubble music cd &amp;amp; bubble maker. Not too bad for my $30 yearly membership, especially considering the Digi Keychain has an ARV of $50! :D I've been a member of OLS now for over 3 years &amp;amp; couldn't be happier. If you are curious about sweepstaking, or have any questions, please feel free to ask. I've won tons of little things, and a few big things. Definately a fun hobby!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-3722314214731453531?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/3722314214731453531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=3722314214731453531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/3722314214731453531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/3722314214731453531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2009/06/recent-wins.html' title='Recent Wins'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SjXCqyJmezI/AAAAAAAAAFU/hCu8tm0Ci38/s72-c/wins+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-615035405885428116</id><published>2009-06-14T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:19:35.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>It can't be June......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SjW9UweJQ9I/AAAAAAAAAE0/E5ZVtI4iluc/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347388296878703570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SjW9UweJQ9I/AAAAAAAAAE0/E5ZVtI4iluc/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347388295263793906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SjW9UqdHsvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Gn4CsN2IcM8/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can someone please tell me where the heck Spring went to? The kids finished up their last week of school last week, and we are full into Summer break. Another way I can tell the kids are out of school, is by the fact that there is no food in the house. lol You don't fully appreciate the fact that 3 of the kids eat breakfast &amp;amp; lunch at school, until they are all home. Haven't been able to do alot lately, because it seems like all I do is work. :( Don't get me wrong- I like my job, and am happy to HAVE a job. It just interferes with all the other stuff I like to do, like um, live. lol But at least starting this week, I will have Friday &amp;amp; Saturdays off. Woohoo! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/1620143630927042965-615035405885428116?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/615035405885428116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=615035405885428116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/615035405885428116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/615035405885428116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-cant-be-june.html' title='It can&apos;t be June......'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SjW9UweJQ9I/AAAAAAAAAE0/E5ZVtI4iluc/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-8143357133676128956</id><published>2009-04-20T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:34:00.481-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaways'/><title type='text'>A giveaway that we can swing about...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With the nice spring weather, my kids constantly want to go to the park. Now normally I'm all for taking them &amp;amp; letting them wear themselves out on the swings, slides &amp;amp; monkey bars. But unfortunately, time doesn't always allow us the luxury of the park. Dad Blogs has come up with a solution for us. They have partnered with Kid's Creations  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidscreations.com/"&gt;Swing Sets - Wooden Swing Sets Accessories&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to give away the wonderful Three Ring Adventure Swingset (ARV $4995.00). We're talking rock wall, tire swing, rope ladder, 3 swings, slides &amp;amp; lots more!!! As if this wasn't already a fantabulous giveaway, they are throwing in a Canon Powershot SD1100 Digital Elph too! So now you can send Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa pics of your munchkins playing on their new playset. Want to check out this amazing giveaway, just go here-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dad-blogs.com/the-blogs/community-news/372-the-big-spring-contest-at-dad-blogs.html"&gt;Dad Blogs - Directory and Social Network for Dads and Dad Bloggers - The Big Spring Contest at Dad Blogs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to say good luck to everyone, but I secretly am hoping our family wins this. With 5 boys, we really need a sturdy swingset like this. We used to have a Little Tykes 8 in 1 structure that my MIL had bought years ago. But had to sell it when times were tough last year. :( With me working fulltime, and the midshift, it's hard to find time to get to the park. It would be so nice to be able to sit on our backpatio, watching the kids &amp;amp; their friends playing on this amazing set. Please Please Please &amp;amp; Pretty Please, pick our family for this great set, that otherwise would be financially unattainable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-8143357133676128956?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/8143357133676128956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=8143357133676128956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/8143357133676128956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/8143357133676128956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2009/04/giveaway-that-we-can-swing-about.html' title='A giveaway that we can swing about...'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-4084417362917399119</id><published>2009-04-12T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T02:47:31.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Baskets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SeG3fPwiKnI/AAAAAAAAAEk/2_pAIpAdF0A/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323737981962562162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SeG3fPwiKnI/AAAAAAAAAEk/2_pAIpAdF0A/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SeG3ezXXkdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9M9AauH-y8Q/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323737974340817362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SeG3ezXXkdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9M9AauH-y8Q/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Finished product&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-4084417362917399119?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/4084417362917399119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=4084417362917399119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/4084417362917399119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/4084417362917399119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2009/04/finished-product.html' title='Easter Baskets'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SeG3fPwiKnI/AAAAAAAAAEk/2_pAIpAdF0A/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-6107848226918422052</id><published>2009-04-12T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T02:36:14.654-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walmart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eggs'/><title type='text'>Where the hell are the eggs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Remind me never to go looking for eggs the night before Easter. I had my bases covered in that department, several days ago. Picked up 5 dozen eggs in anticipation of the coloring eggstavaganza we had planned with the kids. Got home from work tonight &amp;amp; Matt started the water to boil, setting the eggs on the kitchen counter. Not even 2 minutes later, a loud noise, and Joshua vocalizing to us in his very smart one year old language, that something had happened. Somehow ( yeah, we aren't exactly sure how) all 5 dozen eggs were on the ground! If I wasn't so damned shocked, I would have grabbed my camera. lol  Fast forward to tonight, Saturday,  night before Easter. Matt &amp;amp; I ran up to Walmart to go pick up some more eggs, drinks for the bbq tomorrow at Dave &amp;amp; Roxanne's, and some more candy for the baskets. Walmart was swamped! And NOTHING left that resembled Easter, bunnies,or even chocolate for that matter. :( So we pick up our drinks, wait in line for 30 minutes,and head to the next Walmart. They must have some Eastery Hershey Kisses left, right? Yeah, don't think so. Can you believe that they didn't have anything left either? Ugh. Thank god Raley's still had some candy left. Woohoo for the grocery store! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-6107848226918422052?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/6107848226918422052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=6107848226918422052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/6107848226918422052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/6107848226918422052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-hell-are-eggs.html' title='Where the hell are the eggs?'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-8672366884269759567</id><published>2009-04-09T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:18:56.307-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>So many things, so little time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I really wish I had a few extra "days off". It is so hard to fit in everything I want to do. So far today, the only thing checked on my list is sleeping in. lol  Oh wait, I did manage to get a few loads of laundry done, and started the dishwasher, that Sam was supposed to do.  What I should have been doing today, is cleaning out the garage, getting my stuff together for the Just Between Friends sale in a few weeks, listing stuff on Ebay &amp;amp; Craigslist to clear out some of this crap sitting around the house, and getting our Easter stuff together. The rain outside definately is not helping. It's cold &amp;amp; rainy out- two days ago it was mid 70's and gorgeous. Ugh.  We were going to color our egss tonight, but I might just wait until I get home from work tomorrow.Yeah, that sounds like a plan.lol  I wanted something yumilicious for dinner that didn't come out of a box, or had to be microwaved, so even now as I type, I can smell my roast cooking......drool........... And for after dinner, I let Brandon pick out a Stawberry Cake thingy. I wonder how many calories I can burn by coloring Easter Eggs? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We are taking the kids over to Dave &amp;amp; Roxanne's on Easter Sunday. They are bbqing &amp;amp; doing an egg hunt for the kids. I have the day off (insert happy dance).  After giving birth last Easter, it will be nice to be able to spend it with the family.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I traditionally go waaay overboard on the kids' baskets. Buying too much candy,toys &amp;amp; other odds 'n' ends. This year, we are a bit financially challenged, so it will be something simple. I've picked up some superhero kites &amp;amp; air balloon rockets for cheap, and the requisite sidewalk egg chalk. Also picked up peeps for each of the kids. I still need to get some chocolate &amp;amp; a choc bunny for each of them. And maybe a gc to 7-11 for Sam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-8672366884269759567?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/8672366884269759567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=8672366884269759567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/8672366884269759567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/8672366884269759567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-many-things-so-little-time.html' title='So many things, so little time...'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-6859189724527899806</id><published>2009-01-10T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:43:24.502-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gross'/><title type='text'>A Gross Initiation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well it's official- Joshua is now a card-carying member of the "poop eating baby club".  I told you it would be gross. Serves you right for not believing me. lol  The kids know the drill- shut the bathroom door at ALL times. Well tonight Brandon kind of forgot this rule. After realizing the baby wasn't sitting next to me on the floor, you can guess where I found him! :(  ***warning****** Next part  might be too graphic for kids aged everyone. Reader discretion is advised.     Unfortunately, it couldn't only be toilet water that he was playing in. Nope. When I caught up to him, he turned away from the toilet &amp;amp; smiled a "shit-eating" grin. Ugh. Eww. Just plain yuck.  I did what any other mother would do-started rinsing out his  mouth, while yelling at his 5 year old brother. I know one of the other kids managed to do the exact same thing when they were younger, but I don't remember which one. Or I blocked it out. lol  I don't think he will have any long term damage from this. I spread some of the kids toothpaste in his mouth, and googled "baby ate poop". Thank god for the Internet! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-6859189724527899806?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/6859189724527899806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=6859189724527899806' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/6859189724527899806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/6859189724527899806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2009/01/gross-initiation.html' title='A Gross Initiation'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-8925040370911110620</id><published>2008-12-05T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:31:44.623-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><title type='text'>I'm dreaming of an Etsy Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;If you've already discovered the magical world of Etsy, then you know you can quickly blow hours away by skimming thru all the wonderful items for sale. Where else can you buy chocolate dipped treats, personalized name crayons, cutsie cards &amp;amp; gorgeous necklaces, all on the same website? The best thing about it, is you are supporting small businesses. As the recipient of several Etsy wins, it still amazes me that there are so many talented people out there. I consider myself pretty crafty, but I don't hold a candle to many on this site. If you have no idea what I am talking about, head here- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Etsy :: Your place to buy and sell all things handmade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;- after you finish reading my post. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;In honor of Etsy &amp;amp; Christmas, Busy Mom of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.busy-mommy.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Busy Mom Blog and More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;, is hosting an Etsy shopping Bonanza! Two winners will share $750 worth of goodies from several Etsy shops, including paper crafts, jewelry &amp;amp; edible yumminess. Just visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.busy-mommy.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Busy Mom Blog and More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt; for all the fun details, but do it soon, as the contest will be ending on Saturday the 6th of December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Here is the complete list of participating shops:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://randi100.etsy.com/"&gt;This and That&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.redpajamas.etsy.com/"&gt;Red Pajamas&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.babyluvgifts.etsy.com/"&gt;Baby Luv Gifts&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.babybears.etsy.com/"&gt;Baby Bears&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mycustombabyboutique.etsy.com/"&gt;My Custom Baby Boutique&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.babygoinplaces.etsy.com/"&gt;Baby Goin Places&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.laylalegs.com/"&gt;Layla Legs &lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://secondstorywindow.etsy.com/"&gt;Second Story Window&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5533282"&gt;Inspiring Color Tie Dye&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://babypeas.etsy.com/"&gt;Baby Peas&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=67386"&gt;Abby Chase Designs&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.tadpolesandtutus.etsy.com/"&gt;Tadpoles and Tutus&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.makeitandloveit.etsy.com/"&gt;Make it and Love It&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6358703"&gt;PiggyTails Boutique&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.fourdogday.etsy.com/"&gt;Four Dog Day&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.jupita.etsy.com/"&gt;Jupita&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://zeba.etsy.com/"&gt;Zeba&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.jodihorgan.etsy.com/"&gt;Jodi Horgan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6072965"&gt;One of a Kind Custom Jewelry&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://acrossthepond.etsy.com/"&gt;Across The Pond&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kerstinhanson.etsy.com/"&gt;Kerstin Hanson&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.krugsecologic.etsy.com/"&gt;Krug's Eco-Logic&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://indulgentcreations.etsy.com/"&gt;Indulgent Creations&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6328145"&gt;koko candles&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.dazzledott.etsy.com/"&gt;Dazzle Dott&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.maryzoom.etsy.com/"&gt;Mary Zoom&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://maggiesuedesigns.etsy.com/"&gt;Maggie Sue Designs&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=16874340"&gt;Gaia Conceptions&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.boojiboo.com/"&gt;BoojiBoo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.stonesofhealing.etsy.com/"&gt;Stones of Healing&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5397753"&gt;A Sugar Affair &lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5661893"&gt;Cakebox Cookies&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.athyme2bcomforted.etsy.com/"&gt;A Thyme 2 B Comforted&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5676624"&gt;Double Dipped Sweets&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.kecookies.etsy.com/"&gt;KE Cookies&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.dayltfades.etsy.com/"&gt;AngelPie Cookies and Cakes&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5858455"&gt;Meg's Creations&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.cookieartbysarah.etsy.com/"&gt;Cookie Art by Sarah&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.papertreasures4u.etsy.com/"&gt;Paper Treasures 4 U&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.inkspotworkshop.etsy.com/"&gt;Inkspot Workshop&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.takenote.etsy.com/"&gt;Take Note&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://articulations.etsy.com/"&gt;Articulations&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-8925040370911110620?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/8925040370911110620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=8925040370911110620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/8925040370911110620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/8925040370911110620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-dreaming-of-etsy-christmas.html' title='I&apos;m dreaming of an Etsy Christmas...'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-2922759052132565441</id><published>2008-11-21T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T03:34:00.697-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward Cullen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Pattinson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I think I am in love.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, as a married mom, I will admit it. I'm in love with Robert Pattinson. Or better known as Edward Cullen. lol Twilight opened tonight &amp;amp; of course we (myself, Sam, Baylee &amp;amp; Nick) had to be there! From the first minute he walked into the cafeteria, that tusseled hair &amp;amp; those gorgeous eyes made my insides melt! If it wasn't 3am &amp;amp; Baylee having my book, I would be sitting here reading it again. The movie was great, although there were things I wished they would have kept in, and other things they wouldn't have just mentioned &amp;amp; glossed over. All in all, I was happy though. Now to wait for the next one.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-2922759052132565441?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/2922759052132565441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=2922759052132565441' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/2922759052132565441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/2922759052132565441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-think-i-am-in-love.html' title='I think I am in love.....'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-669594333069567079</id><published>2008-11-17T22:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:49:13.719-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commercials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>These durn Holiday Commercials...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does anyone else get teary-eyed watching the holiday themed commercials? I just saw a Pillsbury one, with a little girl closing her eyes, clicking her heels together &amp;amp; dreaming about pillsbury crescent rolls. At the end you see the whole family sitting down together around the table, and the flash the words "home is calling" on the screen. sniff sniff.  Yeah, I'm a sucker this time of year.  I spent a good hour &amp;amp; a half yesterday watching Christmas light videos on YouTube.  I don't know what it is- heck it isn't even the weather this year. It's almost Thanksgiving, and it was in the high 70's today.  I finally put the kids' shorts &amp;amp; tanks away last week. Crazy, eh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-669594333069567079?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/669594333069567079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=669594333069567079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/669594333069567079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/669594333069567079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/11/these-durn-holiday-commercials.html' title='These durn Holiday Commercials...'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-7909692473017812370</id><published>2008-11-17T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T18:30:31.873-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Gasp! I'm in a new age bracket....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well it's official. I am no longer in the 25-34 age group. You know what I'm talking about. All the different online forms, when you have to check your age. Turning 35 on Friday, officially bumped me to the next category. How did I get here? It seems like only yesterday, I was attending the NKOTB's original concerts, clubbing Thurs-Sat nights with Tiffaney, and actually being able to talk with my oldest. lol I've decided to made a list of 35 things I want to do before my next birthday.&lt;br /&gt;1) Become more involved in the kids' schools. All aspects. I want my kids to look back &amp;amp; know that I was an active participant in their school careers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Visit Disney World. I dream about going here, eating Tonga Toast, having the magic hit me full force, and drinking a lapu out of a pineapple. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Visit with my online friends. I had such a fun time with Chelle, Michelle &amp;amp; Mel 2 years ago. I would love to plan a meet. Or maybe a closer one, with Tig &amp;amp; Courtney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Lose a couple of dress sizes. Being an 18-20 right now sucks. :( I want to get down to at least a 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) No matter how crazy my children drive me, make sure to tell them I love you everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Read to my kids a few nights a week. Even the ones that can read themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Start dating my husband again. Bring back the excitement of getting to know each other again, rather than let the everyday pressures affect our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Get myself financially in a better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Blog regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Start an Etsy shop with all the crafty things I have in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Take my mom to a Play. I had soo much fun going to see Phantom this last year, with her &amp;amp; Chad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Win a trip to New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Win a trip to Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Take the kids to the park at least once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Keep in touch with all my friends better. Don't wait until they call you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Take a class, even an online class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Buy a sewing machine &amp;amp; learn how to sew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Become friends with my oldest again. I miss knowing what is going on with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Pamper myself once a month. Get a massage, a pedicure, or have my eyebrows waxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Take the kids to DisneyLand, Legoland, or Sea World, or all 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Learn how to Photoshop, so I can make my own cool siggies. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Print up all the pics that seem to collect on my computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Have a Halloween Party. I have wanted to do this for several years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Attend the Exotic Erotic Ball. Another thing that I have always wanted to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Send out Cards to people. Birthday, Get Well, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Plan better meals for our family. Healthy eating has to become a way of life for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Support my dh. We definately have our problems that we need to work on. But I know he craves the love I can give him &amp;amp; praise that will help lift him up to be the man I know he can &amp;amp; he wants to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Wear makeup. I want to look my best everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Hit up the midnite showing of Harry Potter in July. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Plan &amp;amp; totally surprise at least 3 people this year, with something they would never expect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Work on my patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Find better ways to communicate with my children.We do waaay too much yelling in the house,and it isn't healthy for any of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Visit my Grandparents, my Uncles &amp;amp; my MIL's gravesites &amp;amp; leave flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Do more random acts of kindness, to do my part in making the world a better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Plan something exciting for my 36th bday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's time to pop open some wine &amp;amp; toast to the upcoming year! Happy Bday to me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-7909692473017812370?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/7909692473017812370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=7909692473017812370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/7909692473017812370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/7909692473017812370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/11/gasp-im-in-new-age-bracket.html' title='Gasp! I&apos;m in a new age bracket....'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-4709750548002158437</id><published>2008-11-06T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T17:52:01.878-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Fun things a'coming.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So many things are happening this month. This Saturday, we are having our 50% off of everything in the thrift store I work at. Ivolunteered to work 12 hours that day. 4 hours overtime= xtra Christmas cash! It will be a looong day, but should be lots of fun. What I am most excited about though, is that we can come in early that morning &amp;amp; shop before the store opens. All the body parts that are capable of crossing, have been crossed that the one item I really really want, will still be there on Saturday. We have a pretty nice Dell Inspirion laptop (w/wireless) for $400, which means only $200 smackaroos on Sat! This would be perfect for my WoW playing 14 year old! It will be nice not to have to share my computer. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 14th, I will be turning 35. I would love to hit up the casino that night, thinking I might hit the big one. lol But knowing how my bdays have been in the past, we will prob stay at home &amp;amp; do nothing. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone should know what movie comes out on the 21st. I cannot WAIT to see Twilight! The kids are out of school on that Friday, so I might get tickets for Sam &amp;amp; I to catch the midnite showing of it on Thursday. Not sure who else will be joining us- my niece def if she is in town, and possible Sam's friend Damier. If you haven't read the books yet, omg- go out buy the first two right now! (You will need both of them, because when you stay up til 4am that first night, finishing Twilight, you will be glad to New Moon in hand to start. Yep, talking from experience here.lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first ever cookie decorating party is scheduled (well scheduled in my head anyways) for Monday the 24th. Each of the younger kids will get to invite some friends over to ice &amp;amp; decorate already made up sugar cookies. I'm trying to decide on what else I want to do with them. I'm on the lookout for a cute easy Christmas or Thanksgiving craft. We will prob have kids aged from 2-7, and around 13 or 14 kids. I think I will pick up pizza &amp;amp; def want apple cider going in the crock pot. I can't wait! It should be lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving of course, I will cook a big Turkey dinner for our family. Thinking of doing it buffet style this year &amp;amp; putting an open invite out to friends &amp;amp; family. I love having lots of people around, and want to foster this in my kids lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Friday- My favorite shopping day of the year! lol I actually don't "need" anything this year. But I def want to get some cheap movies for us &amp;amp; for gifts. And I can always count on Walmart &amp;amp; Target for some cheap toys. I really hope that Leapster games are on sale this year. I know some people would sooner cut off their left pinkie finger, than go out that day. But I love it! It's a tradition to go out with my brother Greg, and sometimes my sil. We head out super early, hit tons of stores &amp;amp; always get lunch. We meet the nicest people inline too. It doesn't snow here, but man it gets chilly out!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-4709750548002158437?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/4709750548002158437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=4709750548002158437' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/4709750548002158437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/4709750548002158437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-things-acoming.html' title='Fun things a&apos;coming.....'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-864922057591214346</id><published>2008-11-06T16:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T17:03:27.639-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prop 8'/><title type='text'>The Chaos of Prop 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;If you have called California your home for the last month, than I'm sure you've heard up to your eyeballs about Proposition 8. Well, unless you've been living under a rock. I don't remember past Props getting as much media attention as this one has. It seems like every time I turned the tv on, listened to the radio, or went anywhere, I would get bombarded on how I should vote. We all have our opinions on what we feel is right. Which is great- another reason to live in the great country that we do- democracy rules, and everyone's voice counts. I personally will say I am sad that this passed. I feel that EVERYONE deserves the same rights. My dh &amp;amp; I were allowed to get married, put each other on insurance forms, and are automatically the "next of kin" if something were to happen to one of us. Alot of people voted Yes on 8, because they don't want it taught in school. How do they think it is going to come up in school? I highly doubt that a course on gay marriage will be a requirement for high school graduation. What if your child comes home &amp;amp; tells you their friend at school, has 2 moms or 2 dads? What would you say to your child? Would you tell them that it is wrong? Isn't that teaching intolerance? Or Discrimination? I would really like to hear people's views on it. The world is changing, &amp;amp; we need to keep up with her! What should we ban next? Interracial marriage? Personally, if you want to "save &amp;amp; protect" marriage, ban celebrities from marrying! Getting married &amp;amp; divorcing 2 months later just because you can, in my opinion, is hurting our children's image of marriage far more than gay marriage.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-864922057591214346?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/864922057591214346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=864922057591214346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/864922057591214346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/864922057591214346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/11/chaos-of-prop-8.html' title='The Chaos of Prop 8'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-3783498853615888710</id><published>2008-10-27T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T16:57:21.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The North Pole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SQZUcnWkFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/b9NsNzN4pzw/s1600-h/100_0754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261986065205695922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SQZUcnWkFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/b9NsNzN4pzw/s320/100_0754.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Did you know to go to the North Pole you need a fast rocket or a flying car? It's true, because my 5 year old told me. And he is really smart. He is so smart he did his whole homework packet, for the week, in one night. Child takes after me, you know. ;) I guess if it takes Santa some magic to "get out" of his magical home, it makes sense to use some magic to get there. Who wouldn't love to sit and have some yummy hot cocoa &amp;amp; scrumptious cookies with the big man himself? I love this time of year-seeing it through my children's eyes. To see them watch the beloved Christmas movies that I watched myself, growing up. Decorating cookies, the way we did w/my mom &amp;amp; grandma. To watch the awe in their faces, as we go Christmas Light looking. Yes, I love the hustle &amp;amp; bustle of the holidays! Now if I could only find someone with a flying car.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-3783498853615888710?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/3783498853615888710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=3783498853615888710' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/3783498853615888710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/3783498853615888710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/10/north-pole.html' title='The North Pole'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SQZUcnWkFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/b9NsNzN4pzw/s72-c/100_0754.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-2183771247220221304</id><published>2008-10-24T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:32:33.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have Luggage, Will Travel</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Finally, a nice win for October. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contest Second Prizes (4): Set of Eddie Bauer Luggage (ARV $582)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I received email notification today, and the contest ended yesterday. Now I need to win my New York trip. I would so love to take my mom at the beginning of December, to New York for an actual Broadway Play. And it would be awesome to be in the snow &amp;amp; see all the holiday festivities. It could happen.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-2183771247220221304?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/2183771247220221304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=2183771247220221304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/2183771247220221304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/2183771247220221304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/10/have-luggage-will-travel.html' title='Have Luggage, Will Travel'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-4583665417790329964</id><published>2008-10-24T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T01:15:41.564-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pumpkin patch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funnies'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch &amp; the Cute Things that come out of my children's mouths</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SQGDpP2jpQI/AAAAAAAAADI/lfhubRXh4tA/s1600-h/100_0729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260630584398685442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SQGDpP2jpQI/AAAAAAAAADI/lfhubRXh4tA/s320/100_0729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I am tired. And sore. Did I mention tired? 3 weeks before my 35th birthday, and I realize that I am getting old. How the hell did that happen? Seems like yesterday that I was stayng up all night, dancing in the clubs &amp;amp; hitting up Taco Bell for Breakfast Burritos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Today, Felicia &amp;amp; I took the kids ( my 3 middle ones, her 2 &amp;amp; her niece) to a neat pumpkin patch about 25 minutes away- Bishop's Pumpkin Farm. The pic above is the merry bunch on the way there. Aren't they cute? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;They have everything here= animals to feed &amp;amp; pet, several play areas, a train, lots of yummy goodies to eat, many picture ops, &amp;amp; of course the standard hayride &amp;amp; pumpkins. The kids had early day at school today, so we got to spend a couple of hours there. Even though they didn't get to do everything, they still had fun. It was hilarious watching the kids feed the goats- they were getting attacked! lol They enjoyed riding the train, and going down the slides at Coyote Mountain. And LOVED panning for marbles- they all came home with a baggie full of them. Felicia bought them all ice cream, and I picked up a caramel apple ( that was delicious &amp;amp; all gone now lol) &amp;amp; some pumpkin bread. They were a bit disappointed that we didn't have time to go in the corn maze, but all in all, it was a fun day! Exhausting, but fun.:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The kids have been saying the funniest things lately. Andrew informed the other day, while he was bringing me a diaper/change of clothes for the baby/one of the other 4574573475374 things that I asked him to get for me that day, that he loved me forever &amp;amp; that is why he always brought me the stuff I asked for. Brandon gets stickers on him homework folder, when he turns in his homework. The other day, he was showing me his pteradactyl sticker. He informed me that it was a "carrot-dactyl", &amp;amp; he ate carrots. lol He also cracks me up when he sees the Brown UPS trucks. As a son of a Sweeper, he knows all about the fun packages the mailman, UPS, FEDEX &amp;amp; DHL sometimes brings us. If you ask him who the brown truck is, he calls it the PS truck. My kids make me smile every single day! I am so glad that I am a mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-4583665417790329964?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/4583665417790329964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=4583665417790329964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/4583665417790329964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/4583665417790329964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-patch-cute-things-that-come-out.html' title='Pumpkin Patch &amp; the Cute Things that come out of my children&apos;s mouths'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SQGDpP2jpQI/AAAAAAAAADI/lfhubRXh4tA/s72-c/100_0729.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-1413762927883445593</id><published>2008-10-13T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T14:29:43.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I please put the clock on pause?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it just me, or has anyone else noticed that time seems to be racing by, as we get older? I cannot believe that Halloween is only 2 &amp;amp; a half short weeks away. Don't get me wrong- I LOVE this time of year!  The holidays-Halloween, Thanksgiving  &amp;amp; Christmas of course; but I also love the colors of the leaves changing, the "smell" in the air, turning the heater on &amp;amp; drinking hot apple cider on the rainy days. And of course the countdown to Black Friday! lol  I just wish I had a little more time to enjoy the time leading up to these things. I really want to decorate the house for Halloween, but it's looking more &amp;amp; more like it isn't going to happen. My garage is still packed to the gills with boxes from our move. My goal this week is to make a big dent in them. I have to- Joshua's costumes (yes, I did say costume in the plural. lol  Gotta love the after Target clearance sales. ) are in a box somewhere out there.   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    I'm also having issues with how fast the baby is growing. He is so close to crawling, doing the rocking &amp;amp; lunging, rocking &amp;amp; going a step. He is getting pretty darn fast at it too&lt;/span&gt;! Last night he was heading towards Matt's fan, and daddy barely had time to grab his foot to stop him in time. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-1413762927883445593?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/1413762927883445593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=1413762927883445593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/1413762927883445593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/1413762927883445593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/10/can-i-please-put-clock-on-pause.html' title='Can I please put the clock on pause?'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-8232633966573140967</id><published>2008-08-01T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T05:09:49.580-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggy carnival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>We all like Free Stuff, right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As a newbie blogger, I'm a little overwhelmed by all the elements of blogging. Should I blog about the family &amp;amp; our lives? Do I write reviews of books I've read, movies I've seen, or products that I can't live without? Can I share cool websites that I have found? To get ideas (and to hopefully win some cool stuff) I've been Blog Hopping the last couple of days, reading, commenting &amp;amp; grinding my fingers down to nubby stubbs, entering literally hundreds of wonderful giveaways. The Bloggy Carnival is going on this week, with at last count, well over 1000 participants. Tons of cool stuff to be won, like blog makeovers ( which I would LOVE to win!), gift cards, clothing, and my personal favorite, lots of books. I've had a ton of fun entering, getting great ideas, and finding new products that I hadn't heard of before ( like MomSpit- don't you just love the name?). So much that I want to host a giveaway of my own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've been blessed with some neat wins of my own, so I think I will share a few of them with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-Advance copy of Julius Caesar by Phillip Freeman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Country sings Disney Cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-Coupon for a Freschetta Pizza Product&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Two mystery prizes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, leave me a comment with a way to contact you, if chosen as one of the 5 winners. Tell me something about yourself or your family- make sure you do this, or you will be disqualified as a winner. ( Got to make you work a little bit for the prizes! lol) Since I am starting a new job tomorrow, the giveaway will be open until Sunday evening, 9pm Pacific Time. Good luck all &amp;amp; hope to see you stop back by,as I get my bloggy up and running.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/2py6dg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bloggy Giveaways Quarterly Carnival Button" src="http://tinyurl.com/2pespy" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-8232633966573140967?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/8232633966573140967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=8232633966573140967' title='110 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/8232633966573140967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/8232633966573140967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-all-like-free-stuff-right.html' title='We all like Free Stuff, right?'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>110</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-2544029932555555296</id><published>2008-08-01T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T04:28:44.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><title type='text'>Ice Cream, The World's Best Dessert</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;With 7 people in our household, Ice Cream products have a way of disappearing pretty fast. It seems like every time I go grocery shopping, there are at least 4 new flavors, or different novelty ice creams. I usually pick up one of the huge buckets of vanilla ice cream ( which is great for banana splits, or root beer floats), the latest popsicley-type character novelty (supposed to be for the kids, but I've caught the dh enjoying a hulk colored super pop once or twice!), and a smaller specialy ice cream just for me.  My newest flavor I have been loving is Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's One Cheesecake Brownie. This little container of lovliness is full of smooth cheesecake ice cream w/ hunks of cheesecke brownie chunks. Can you say yum?   I am also a sucker for the holiday themed ice creams- I actually will jump up &amp;amp; down, clapping in the frozen food section, when the Eggnog &amp;amp; Pumpkin ice creams are in stock. Probably another reason why my 14 year old dislikes shopping with me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Momsinablog is hosting a contest for free ice cream from IcecreamSource.com.  and all you need to do to enter is to blog about your fave flavor &amp;amp; why you should win.   As I already stated above, their are 7  people in our family. And out of that 7, how many do you think are female? If you said 3, well you'd be wrong!  I am the lone female in a sea of males.  So for that very reason, I should win. lol  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Some links to check out- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.benjerry.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Jerry’s Homemade Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;,  www.IceCreamSource.com. &lt;u&gt;, &lt;a href="http://momsinablog.com/browse-by-topic/contests-giveaways/today-is-national-ice-cream-day/"&gt;http://momsinablog.com/browse-by-topic/contests-giveaways/today-is-national-ice-cream-day/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-2544029932555555296?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/2544029932555555296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=2544029932555555296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/2544029932555555296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/2544029932555555296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/08/ice-cream-worlds-best-dessert.html' title='Ice Cream, The World&apos;s Best Dessert'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-576487816745702520</id><published>2008-07-17T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T12:41:24.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Book just for Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I recently received a copy of The Dangerous Book for Boys by Gonn &amp;amp; Hal Iggulden. If you have even one boy in the family, you should definately have this book on your bookcase! Filled with such things as how to make the airplane ever, to rules of soccer &amp;amp; rugby, even how to skip the perfect stone. I personally liked the chapter with advice on girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It is important to listen. Human beings are often very self-centered and like to talk about themselves. In addition, it's an easy subject if someone is nervous. It is good advice to listen closely- unless she has also been given this advice, in which case an uneasy silence could develop, like towo owls sitting together"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cute is that? I think any young boy, or even said young man's dad, would get a kick out of this book. Now saying that, let's flip it over. I'm sure plenty of girls would like this book too. Heck, I'm a girl &amp;amp; I liked looking thru it! lol Now we need someone to write The Dangerous Book for Girls. Any volunteers?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-576487816745702520?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/576487816745702520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=576487816745702520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/576487816745702520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/576487816745702520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/07/book-just-for-boys.html' title='Book just for Boys'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-5140883390396803785</id><published>2008-07-15T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T10:58:03.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mamanista'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>It's a Boy, It's a Girl, It's a Cyber Baby Shower!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take one computer, add adorable unique baby gifts, sprinkle in lots of new friends-  you now have the ingredients for a great Cyber Baby Shower!  Mamanista is having just such a party &amp;amp; we are all invited. Woohoo! (Click here to join &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mamanista.com/2008/07/chic-unique-useful-baby-shower-gifts.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby CyberShower Games and Unique Baby Shower Gifts  Mamanista!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ).   Being a mom is the most challenging &amp;amp; wonderful job I have ever had. Having gone down this road 5 times now, I wanted to share some of the tidbits of "knowledge" that I have picked up along the way.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Sleep whenever you can. Even 5 minute catnaps will help. This will be a bit easier if the baby is the only baby you have. If you have other children, it will be harder to find time to nap. Trust me on this- you DO NOT want to accidently nod off while they are awake. My older kids ( 6,4 &amp;amp; 3)  have built in sensors that instantly kick in if I nod off in my rocking chair. The consequences? Any &amp;amp; all gum in the house is consumed, lotions &amp;amp; powders will be applied the every available surface in the bathroom, and snacks will be pillaged from the kitchen.  I swear my dh has superhero blood in his family, as my kids are FAST! lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-When changing diapers, make sure you have clean diapers, wipes &amp;amp; extra change of clothes if needed, within arms reach. Do not, I repeat, DO NOT take off diapers slowly, do not stop to smell the roses, do not pass go, do not collect $200.  More than likely, you will be pee'd on at least once!  Boys are notorious for waiting til you have taken the old diaper off, smiling, and letting loose!   Now that I've let you in on this little tidbit, feel free NOT to share it with your signifigant other- while it's not fun to be the Pee-ee, it's pretty darn hilarious to watch it happen to your dh. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Take time everyday to just enjoy your baby. As my oldest son turns 14 next week, I can tell you that time goes by waaay too fast. Revel in the little things- take the morning smile that only mommy can bring out, the baby coos, that sweet baby smell, and the way he holds your finger when you rock him to sleep- lock these in your heart!  My youngest will soon be 4 months old, and I already am starting to tear up over milestones Joshua is flying by. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-5140883390396803785?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/5140883390396803785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=5140883390396803785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/5140883390396803785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/5140883390396803785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-boy-its-girl-its-cyber-baby-shower.html' title='It&apos;s a Boy, It&apos;s a Girl, It&apos;s a Cyber Baby Shower!'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-1153565713028875353</id><published>2008-07-14T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T13:33:05.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is amazes me how  my children't minds work. Everyday it seems like one of them says something that is cute and so far out there at the same time. lol  Brandon seems to be the one who makes me laugh the most. He has told me such random things as "I hope monsters don't come take the baby away" to his "hecka-megatron-rocket firecracker"  fast.  :)  See doesn't that just make you smile?  If he is happy &amp;amp; in a good mood, he will literally talk your ear off. Yesterday, he was outside helping with the garage sale. While waiting for customers, I traced his hand on notebook paper, then he traced mine. We drew stars, flowers, and other things that needed imagination to tell what exactly they were.  It was just a nice quiet time for the two of us.     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    Andrew has a partial imaginary friend. He talks about his friend Joey ALL the time! I'm not sure if he is talking about his second cousin Joey.We went to Joey's brother Riley's first bday party at the end of March, But it's hard to believe that one afternoon influenced him. He constantly asks to go to his friend Joey's house, or that Joey's mom has a baby too, or that his friend Joey has this toy, or like that food.  Again, this is something that makes me smile. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-1153565713028875353?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/1153565713028875353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=1153565713028875353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/1153565713028875353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/1153565713028875353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/07/imagination.html' title='Imagination'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-7484248454177137626</id><published>2008-07-06T13:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T13:30:59.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dh'/><title type='text'>I dont' get it....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;How is it my fault that you won't talk  to me about what we owe for rent, our finances on your end, that you aren't going to work each day, and that apparantly I'm "not helping" you?  I thought  since I am taking care of 5 kids, doing a big majority of the household chores, doing all grocery shopping, making sure the bills are paid, being a chauffeur, taking care of the everyone on ALL holidays (including making sure the kids have presents, family, food, christmas light looking, trick or treating, easter baskets, etc), and all the other 9004759834534734 things that I do around here, I was helping. Yeah, maybe I don't have a 40 a week job that is garaunte payday, but last time I checked neither do you! I'm trying to be as creative as I can, to make a bit of money on the side. You know that is why I do my sweepstakes. Hell, you've even benifited from my wins- who got the Ipod Shuffle? The Norelco Body Goomer? Don't you get to download songs on the computer I won? And all the free food coupons, hell the Freschetta ones alone are almost $100 of free pizza!!!! Yeah, I do spend money when I go to the thrift store. Look around- are you having to spend hundreds of dollars on clothes for the kids each year? No, because I shop for everyone at the thrift store, or on super cheap clearance.  I don't have the luxury of spending $50 on a damn sweatshirt, or $40 on new shoes.   Sometimes I would love to buy brand spanking new things too. Just like the stupid fan you bought. $50 on one little fan, when you easily could have bought 3 of the stand fans for that price, so the kids would have one in their room, and one for our bedroom. I hate that you only think of yourself. If you don't ever wnat to put me first, thats fine. But damn't- PUT YOUR KIDS BEFORE YOURSELF!!!!! I'm not saying all the time, but half the time would be nice!  Their needs should always come first!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-7484248454177137626?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/7484248454177137626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=7484248454177137626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/7484248454177137626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/7484248454177137626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-dont-get-it.html' title='I dont&apos; get it....'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-4772043660915457940</id><published>2008-06-22T01:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T01:30:51.483-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electric shock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='owie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='police'/><title type='text'>4 or 14, Drama comes in all different ages</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While our household always seems like it has some new drama waiting in the corner, this last week included filing a missing persons report &amp;amp;almost going to the ER for electrocution. Short but sweet version- last weekend two of Sam's friends were seen taking an alcoholic beverage from our house. When confronted on the phone &amp;amp; told to come home, Sam made the decesion, along with his friend, to play hide &amp;amp; go seek for the rest of the evening. Which prompted us (me &amp;amp; Shannon, his friends mom) to have to call the cops at midnite. The kids finally decided to come home the next day, after worrying us all night. Not sure what exactly happened to his friend, but Sam had his lifeline (his cell phone) taken away for the last week, and was only let off his groundation from going anywhere today, because he helped me alot in the garage &amp;amp; backyard. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   Tonight, Brandon decided to put 2 of his keys ( my kids have a fascination with old keys. They are almost like money in our house! lol ) in the electrical socket in the bathroom.  At almost 5 years old, not sure what made him decide to do this.  All of our lights flipped off in the house, and I thought our new stove had tripped them. But when I went back in the hallway, I found him crying holding his hand. He told me what happened, and went in the bathroom to see the keys sticking out. After yelling out for Sam, freaking out slightly, to turn the all the breakers off, I used a towel to flick them out. I took Brandon to my moms to have her check him out- the only owie he has, is a little tiny burn mark on a finger, and some slight swelling in his hand. He was talking fine &amp;amp; could move all his fingers, etc.  I think it scared him more than anything.  He got a big talking to about outlets, and why he shouldn't be messing with them AT ALL!!!!   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At least it isn't boring in my house........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-4772043660915457940?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/4772043660915457940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=4772043660915457940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/4772043660915457940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/4772043660915457940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/06/4-or-14-drama-comes-in-all-different.html' title='4 or 14, Drama comes in all different ages'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-2591652475215763966</id><published>2008-06-22T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T01:13:02.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaching children, when the parents can't be taught.</title><content type='html'>I think my hardest challenge to teach my children right from wrong, responsibilities, and to basically not lie, is when my not-so-better half doesn't seem to live by the same "values".  I don't want to raise my kids with the "do as I say, not as I do" way.  I am far far away from being the "perfect" parent. And I don't ask that my husband be perfect. I just want him to keep his word, and not lie to me. And treat me with some respect. Is that really so hard?  We were supposed to have our backyard all cleaned up yesterday ( it's been a slight nightmare out there, as a catchall of stuff the mice destroyed, some full garbage bags from the garbage cans not being dragged out in time to be dumped, and the stuff for goodwill that was messed up with the last big storm we had- that the kids have dragged all over the place. And I won't get into the jungle growing on the side of the house.) Sam &amp;amp; I busted our asses, cleaning up. While Matt sat in here, in front of the fan. I came in to take a quick shower, so we could go take all the empty boxes to the cardboard recycle bin. I asked him if he would help Sam &amp;amp; Mikey put them in the car. He thru a hissy fit, because since he didn't make the mess, why should he have to clean it up. @@ I just don't understand why he can't do a few things once in a while to help me, when he expects me to jump thru hoops for him.  He went out with his friend today,and told me he would be home by 1:30pm, so I could go pick up our fixed washer. He finally came home around 8pm.  There are so many little things to add to this story, but it's just more of the same.  Ugh. This is just making me mad all over again.  He wants to bitch about the kids lying to us, or that Sam doesn't check in. Well , duh.  In this regard, I think being a single parent could be easier. No other parent that you have to meld your disciplining ways with. What you say goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-2591652475215763966?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/2591652475215763966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=2591652475215763966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/2591652475215763966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/2591652475215763966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/06/teaching-children-when-parents-cant-be.html' title='Teaching children, when the parents can&apos;t be taught.'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-3479293600176574026</id><published>2008-06-10T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T19:15:03.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peanut butter cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mixer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>Mix it up good!</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite things to do with my kids, it to bake. With a whole shelf dedicated just to dessert type foods, we have plenty of recipes to choose from.  The one thing that would make this job soo much easier, would be a really great stand mixer.  At &lt;a href="http://ribbonrockstarhairbows.blogspot.com/2008/06/lets-mix-it-up-kitchenaid-giveaway.html"&gt;Ribbon Rock Star&lt;/a&gt; they want to help us with this problem- they are giving one lucky person a brand new Artisan Kitchenaid stand mixer (5qt)!!!  I can't tell you how much I've drooled over these in the Sunday ads.  I think the first thing I would make in this, if I were to win, is a Peanut Butter Cake, w/ peanut butter frosting of course.  Taken off this great website, &lt;a href="http://www.cakecentral.com/"&gt;http://www.cakecentral.com&lt;/a&gt;, this cake is so moist &amp;amp; melt-in-your-mouth-good, you will definately be tempted to take more than one piece. lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Peanut Butter Cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 boxed yellow cake mix (I use one with pudding). 1 c sour cream (makes it more moist and homemade tasting) about 3/4 c peanut butter (I used the natural- no added sugar or fats) ingred. called for on the cake box 1 recipe buttercream and peanut butter to add (to taste) about 1-3 T milk to thin icing if needed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mix cake according to instructions and add sour cream and peanut butter. Bake as usual and frost with chocolate or peanut butter buttercream frosting.Add peanut butter to taste, to buttercream. It tends to thicken up so thin w/milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-3479293600176574026?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/3479293600176574026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=3479293600176574026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/3479293600176574026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/3479293600176574026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/06/mix-it-up-good.html' title='Mix it up good!'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-8346304434306290742</id><published>2008-06-08T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T23:46:12.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Oatmeal Chocolate Cookies are Low-Fat, right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Now that Joshua is 3 months old, I've been contemplating about starting up an exercise program.  I've gotten as far as perusing the Fitness section on our cable's On Demand ( did you know that they have everything from 5 minute Abs, to Carmen Electra's Striptease, to Leslie Sansone's Walking?), and thinking about taking the kids down to the park more often.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;   I think I've found some new motivation though. After reading about the great "Skinny Bitch" contest that Corrin is holding (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://corrinrenee.com/2008/06/06/contest-are-you-a-skinny-bitch/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;http://corrinrenee.com/2008/06/06/contest-are-you-a-skinny-bitch/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;), it made me think about what I want for myself.  Now that I am done having kids, I am ready to let the "skinny bitch" inside me out!  I've never been a skinny gal. But I used to be at a pretty healthy weight. You would think with all the running around that I do, I would be little. lol  My goals this summer is to run &amp;amp; play with the little ones at the park. We are really lucky to live 2 blocks from a big one. I also would love to start jogging again. I used to go running at nighttime, around the block. Maybe I can talk Sam into going with me.  I want to start doing my walking dvds again, also. Leslie Sansone makes it really easy for us moms, who can't just pack up and go walking whenever they feel like it. But they definately will leave you feeling like you worked out all your areas! I highly recommend them!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lesliesansone.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;http://www.lesliesansone.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;    One of my biggest problems, is eating healthy. I loathe vegetables with a passion! Thankfully, I make up for it in fruit. :)  Summer to me is fresh peaches, plums, nectarines, cantaloupe, and watermelon. Yum!  A big goal for me this year, is to switch the whole family to a more healthy lifestyle. I've been making little switches, trying to buy lowfat versions of things that we eat, and cutting down portion sizes.  While I want Matt &amp;amp; myself to be healthier &amp;amp; happy with the way we look, I also want to instill these same things in the kids. I want them growing up happy with their bodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-8346304434306290742?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/8346304434306290742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=8346304434306290742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/8346304434306290742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/8346304434306290742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/06/those-oatmeal-chocolate-cookies-are-low.html' title='Those Oatmeal Chocolate Cookies are Low-Fat, right?'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-1972994663481333137</id><published>2008-06-06T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:56:01.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schools out for the Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SEnCdcH_YMI/AAAAAAAAAB4/BKFBsVcRpxk/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208908255052390594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SEnCdcH_YMI/AAAAAAAAAB4/BKFBsVcRpxk/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SEnCdyFxxPI/AAAAAAAAACA/4qTh0Vp07oQ/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208908260948690162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SEnCdyFxxPI/AAAAAAAAACA/4qTh0Vp07oQ/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SEnCesEPLHI/AAAAAAAAACI/jOrTGUyRbWY/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208908276511485042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SEnCesEPLHI/AAAAAAAAACI/jOrTGUyRbWY/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SEnBkq8Li7I/AAAAAAAAABw/b7Tsq_uqkFE/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208907279776844722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SEnBkq8Li7I/AAAAAAAAABw/b7Tsq_uqkFE/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SEnAn2xy-gI/AAAAAAAAABg/I5INB68VBDI/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208906234982496770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SEnAn2xy-gI/AAAAAAAAABg/I5INB68VBDI/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208906254287145970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SEnAo-sYi_I/AAAAAAAAABo/sKXLXRQgwOY/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Today was Sam &amp;amp; Mikey's last day of school. And they both had a bbq going on today.....at the same time.......in two different places. That is the dilemna of having more than one kid, when they both have functions at the same time. How do you decide which one to go to? Sam's won out today, as they did a promotion certificate thingy. I can't believe my "baby" is going to be in high school in August....sniff sniff........... I'm really going to have to stay on him next year about his schoolwork though. He did pretty good on his report card, 1 A the rest B's, except for Math. He dropped from a C, down to a F. :( Which is amazing to me, seeing that I didn't have to go in for a Teacher Conference this last semester. I'm not sure if it was just missing assignments, or if he just didn't get it. I'm totally lost in Math- I was &amp;amp; still am more of an English person. I love reading &amp;amp; writing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; After Sam's ceremony thing, I walked up to the park, just in time to walk back to school w/Mikey's class. lol But I did hang out in the classroom the last half hour. My 6 year old has such a sensitive personality- he was asking one of the moms to sign his autograph book. lol While I want him to hold on to that as he gets older, I also want him to "toughen" up a bit. I don't want anyone taking advantage of him. I'm really proud of him in his reading this year! He started out at a Kindy level A-2 level. He is ending the year at Level 24+, which is a second grade level. His teacher said he had the biggest jump of all the first graders. I'm glad that he likes reading as much as I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;       My summer is already starting out busy. Joshua FINALLY has a Kaiser medical number, so he has a dr's appt Monday morning. I'm ashamed to say that this will be his first appt. Thankfully he has been a healthy guy so far. I am really curious how much the little turkey weighs. He will be 11 weeks this coming Sunday. I can't believe how much he is growing. He has started smiling &amp;amp; cooing this last week. I just love him so much! I wish things were easier, I would totally have more kids. lol  Don't tell my mom I said that.  &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/1620143630927042965-1972994663481333137?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/1972994663481333137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=1972994663481333137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/1972994663481333137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/1972994663481333137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/06/schools-out-for-summer.html' title='Schools out for the Summer!'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jat2wPk_U24/SEnCdcH_YMI/AAAAAAAAAB4/BKFBsVcRpxk/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-691752967924253749</id><published>2008-06-04T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T11:29:09.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweepstakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Win'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pizza'/><title type='text'>Free pizza &amp; How to keep it cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woohoo! After playing phone tag with the nice lady, I found out I was the winner of the Freschetta Slice of Life Sweepstakes thru Working Mother magazine.  I will be receiving a 5.0 cubic feet freezer, and pizza for a year. 12 coupons for free pizza. I find it funny what they consider pizza for a year, and what our family considers pizza for a year. We definately are a "pizza once a week" kind of family. Heck for a long time, if you asked Brandon or Andrew what they wanted for dinner, you would get pizza for an answer 98.7% of the time. We normally stick with the "cheaper" pizzas- Totinos &amp;amp; Tony's.  Sometimes splurging on the better more expensive kind.  I think I am more excited about the free pizza coupons, than I am the freezer. lol   Probably because we already have an extra refrigerator &amp;amp; a chest freezer in the garage. Will probably end up selling this one. At an ARV of $350.00, this is my biggest prize win this year. June is really shaping up to be a great month! I also won a coupon for a free Dibs Ice Cream, on an instant win last night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They are sending me an affy, and I have to email them some pics of me &amp;amp; the boys. We might be in a Freschetta ad in Working Mother mag.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-691752967924253749?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/691752967924253749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=691752967924253749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/691752967924253749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/691752967924253749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/06/free-pizza-how-to-keep-it-cold.html' title='Free pizza &amp; How to keep it cold'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-4992716337197715384</id><published>2008-06-03T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T15:12:09.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweepstakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prizes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>June, already?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alot of stuff has happened the last couple of weeks. We ended up moving back to our house. I know a lot of people think this was a huge mistake, including most of my family. But after living at my brothers for a week, I truly wasn't happy with my original decision. Things haven't been perfect this last week &amp;amp; a half, but they have been better. Matt &amp;amp; I actually are talking about stuff, he is working on the drinking, and I am trying to spend more time with him.  I'm looking at getting us into some type of counseling too, once the older kids are out of school.  We've been together for almost 13 years now, and I really want to try to see if we can work things out.   I talked to my younger brother yesterday, and he says as long as I am happy, then he supports m decision. I just feel sad that the rest of my family is so angry with me. I know I upset their lives in all this mess too, and for that I m sorry. But as a wise friend of mine told me, don't listen to what anyone else is telling me to do- listen to my own instincts. And for the way I have felt this last week, it feels "right" to be back home.  I hope in time, my parents &amp;amp; sil can "forgive" me &amp;amp; let me be close again. :(   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On a  brighter note, the little ones had their last day at preschool last Friday. Brandon is now officially a Kingergardener.  Their teachers had a picnic at the park, and did a presentation for the kids- had them walk over a bridge, to signify moving on to next year.  I am so glad that they both got to experience school this year. I really think it gave Brandon a head start for next year, and Andrew solid roots for a second year in preschool.  One of their little friends, Caela, is having a going to Kindy party in a couple of weeks. They are looking forward to it!   Sam &amp;amp; Mikey get out of school this Friday. I feel bad, because the first graders are having a bbq at the park on Friday, and the 8th graders are having a bbq at the school at the same time. I really want to go help at both, but don't know if I can go to either- as I will have all 3 of the little ones. They are doing a diploma type thing for the 8th graders, so I might try and sneak over there for that, then maybe go to the park for a while.    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sam will be home this summer. He decided he wanted to stay here &amp;amp; hang out with his friends. I feel a bit mixed on that. I feel bad that his dad wont' see him, but he will be 14 this summer (gasp!) and is old enough to make his own decision on this.  He might go out at Christmastime this year.   Mikey will be going on his first plane ride very soon! My good friend Anna,  is taking him to Vegas, to visit a friend on the 16th of this month. He is super excited about it! I am so thankful for my friend. She has taken Mikey to Disneyland, and is really close with the 3 middle boys.  She took all 3 of them for several days, after our drama in the house.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've gotten back into doing my sweepstakes, in between cleaning &amp;amp; unpacking stuff. I had a kind of slow last two months. Yesterday I received a Strawberry Shortcake Dvd boardgame as a surprise in the mail, and also an email that I won a cookbook from Tastebook.com.  I've also won 3   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wubbanub.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wubbanub(TM) Infant Pacifier&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. They are really cute! We won the dog, the frog, and the cat.  I love winning something useful.   I also received &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.karenneuburger.com/Aqua_Camisole/pd/c/102/np/102/p/1360.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aqua Camisole - Karen Neuburger Official Store&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.karenneuburger.com/Aqua_Bikini/pd/c/102/np/102/p/1352.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aqua Bikini - Karen Neuburger Official Store&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.  I love the color &amp;amp; the feel of the material.   I have a box of Max factor makeup coming too- was one of 401 winners thru a Lucky magazine sweeps.    These may not be huge wins, but the little stuff is fun to get.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-4992716337197715384?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/4992716337197715384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=4992716337197715384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/4992716337197715384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/4992716337197715384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-already.html' title='June, already?'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-265746611665226818</id><published>2008-05-20T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T10:24:14.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confusion'/><title type='text'>So confused or is it just tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;    Well, we moved in with my brother's family last week. Actually one week ago today. I don't know how I feel about all of this. I am really starting to feel like I made a big mistake. :( I know Matt needed something drastic done, to wake him the hell up. We've been talking this week, about all kinds of different things. He is sitting in a basically empty house. He has a couch, entertainment center,and a coffee table. His brother gave him a tv &amp;amp; a fan. Oh, and 1 plate, 1 fork, and 1 frying pan.  I've used so much money for gas, this last week, it isn't even funny.  I just can't seem to stay away from the house. I "snuck" over there, while the 3 middle kids were with Anna, just so I could go talk to Matt. He is starting to realize how much I "didn't do" around the house. He knows what he did was stupid, and has said that he will start going to drug &amp;amp; alcohol classes again. I just want to take the kids back home again.  I love my family &amp;amp; all that they have done for us, but I'm not happy here. I have to fight for 5 minutes to get on my nephew's computer ( I have mine here, but have to wait until my sil has time to see if she can get the wireless up and running), that I can't sit and rock my colicky baby at night, that even though I did most of the parenting at the house, I still could hand Matt the baby if I was super tired &amp;amp; needed a break- I am dead tired right now. :(  I don't know how to fix this mess- I don't want to lose my family, if I decide to go back to him. But I don't want to give him up. I just want my house back. And family, as disfunctional as we were. I wish I had someone who could tell me exactly what I should do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-265746611665226818?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/265746611665226818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=265746611665226818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/265746611665226818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/265746611665226818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-confused-or-is-it-just-tired.html' title='So confused or is it just tired'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-9080966611994867147</id><published>2008-05-11T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T02:29:52.007-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suicide'/><title type='text'>It's over, or is it</title><content type='html'>Today, my husband decided to try and take his life. Following in his father's footsteps, although the way he chose was less messy. His choice was to eat a box of rat poison. This grown 32 year old man, decided I drive him too crazy, and feels that I would be "better off" without him. I am am still numb. Long story short, he is fine. On a 3 day hold, though.  How did our lives get so far off track? Is it really so much of me to ask that he stop drinking? How do I support him, and ever feel like he won't try this again?  I know the answer to this. I don't. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-9080966611994867147?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/9080966611994867147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=9080966611994867147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/9080966611994867147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/9080966611994867147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-over-or-is-it.html' title='It&apos;s over, or is it'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-6335722948087119023</id><published>2008-05-06T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T00:13:55.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='police'/><title type='text'>911 &amp; The Cops</title><content type='html'>Well I finally did it. I finally called the police on my husband. No he didn't hurt me or the kids. Well not in the sense that most would think right off. He felt the need to get drunk again and come home like that.  And I finally have had it!  My mom came and took the kids to her house, so they didn't have to be around him. Not sure if the police were taking him to his brothers house to sleep it off, or if they would have to take him to jail, because of his warrant for missing court due to traffic tickets. I just don't know how to take control of my life again. It scares me, to try to raise my kids on my own. I am basically doing it now, but trying to pay the rent, all the bills, and all the extras, by myself has me scared to leave. :(    You would think that his family would mean more to him, than the damn alcohol. But it doesn't.  My mom keeps telling me that he will never change. I know he won't. He has been given chance after chance after chance.  But someone who cares about his family, shouldn't even have needed anything after the first chance, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-6335722948087119023?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/6335722948087119023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=6335722948087119023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/6335722948087119023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/6335722948087119023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/05/911-cops.html' title='911 &amp; The Cops'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-8955576068717330816</id><published>2008-04-22T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:10:30.875-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breastfeeding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Randomnicity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Tuesday night, and we are watching Hell's Kitchen. My dh, who is holding the baby for me, looks over at me and asks, "what is his name again?". OMG. I actually thought he was joking for a second. Nope. He actually could not remember his month old sons name. grrrrrrrrr. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My poor poody is sick. I hate when my kids don't feel good, but hate it even more for my newborn. He is so stuffy- I've been sucking his nose out with the nose sucker, but there is a ton of crap farther down that isn't coming out. Today his eye started pushing out gunk. :(  Brandon &amp;amp; Andrew both went thru this not that long ago, and were feeling better within a few days. I am hoping Josh feels better soon too. I know it is just a cold, but if he isn't feeling better by this weekend, then I'm going to take him to the ER. His medical doesn't kick in until next week, so off to the ER we will go.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I absolutely love breastfeeding! It is so much work- constantly sitting down with Josh, not being able to hop right up and see what the kids are sneaking out of the fridge, dealing with sore nips. But there is nothing in the world like rocking quietly with him in my arms, talking to him, and watching him drift to sleep. I crack up every time I see him do the "eyes rolling back in the head, because he is in a milk daze". lol &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've already had to start pulling out outfits that are too small. :(  I know this is our last baby, but I'm finding it hard to get rid of the clothes. I had no problem bagging up my maternity clothes to sell. But a lot of the baby things, Andrew &amp;amp; Brandon wore. Heck, I think I even have a few things that Mikey wore too.  Is it so awful to love the newborn stage so much?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-8955576068717330816?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/8955576068717330816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=8955576068717330816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/8955576068717330816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/8955576068717330816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/04/randomnicity.html' title='Randomnicity'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620143630927042965.post-7862901349605144000</id><published>2008-04-19T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T16:53:26.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><title type='text'>Short and sweet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well, I guess it was time to start this blog up. I've been envious for quite a while now, of all the moms who find time to actually keep blogs. How great to go back and read what their precious darlings said a month ago, or did. Because if your kids are like mine, your mind is probably 65% mush, while the other 35% is filled with important things like the names of all the 984703475 pokemon monsters, and how to get dried in gum out of your 3 year olds hair.  I fully intended 14 years ago, on being the type of mom who kept a record of all the important things. Writing down first smiles, first teeth, and first words in the baby book.  Fast forward to the present, and 5 kids later, and you will find out I didn't keep up with that promise to myself. :(   Life just seems to get in the way, if you kwim.  But since I am quickly approaching my 35th bday, I am going to try another promise to myself. I am promising to keep up with this blog, and try to add the important things that happen in my life- the good, the fights, and all the cute things the kids say.  If I don't, then I will send myself to my room.  Heck, I might even do that if I do keep my promise-heavens know I could use the peace &amp;amp; quiet. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1620143630927042965-7862901349605144000?l=molly1973.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/feeds/7862901349605144000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1620143630927042965&amp;postID=7862901349605144000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/7862901349605144000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1620143630927042965/posts/default/7862901349605144000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molly1973.blogspot.com/2008/04/short-and-sweet.html' title='Short and sweet...'/><author><name>Molly C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04553309745521131806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
