<?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-7207051198923193531</id><updated>2012-01-23T18:00:31.431-08:00</updated><category term='Coffee'/><category term='Cartoon'/><category term='Confession'/><category term='kid speak'/><category term='Just Because'/><category term='Real Life'/><category term='Vent'/><category term='The Saga'/><category term='Creepy Neighbor'/><category term='Parenting'/><title type='text'>On The Go Mom</title><subtitle type='html'>I am a mom who feels like she is always on the go.  I hope to entertain you (somewhat any way) with my life as a mom, wife and homemaker.  I have two children.  A son I will call “Little Dude” and a daughter “Butter Bean”.  I should also mention my husband that works too many hours and goes on too many business trips.  Let’s call him “Big Daddy”.  They are my life…and this blog is my representation of my crazy and wacky world of an on the go mom.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>223</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-5746309471552740512</id><published>2008-04-13T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T20:12:16.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vent'/><title type='text'>Quiet Please</title><content type='html'>I realize this blog has been pretty quiet lately. Do you ever get in a funk?  I think the winter weather (that refuses to go away) has gotten to me a little.  It is April and I'm desperate for some sunshine.  Should I blame the overcast skies on global warming?  Summer IS coming...right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet in another way I can't beleive the school year nearing the end.  My little dude will be done with Kindergarten and heading to 1st Grade in the fall.  When I think of time and how it relates to my children it seems to be flying by way too quickly.  So with that said, why has this winter dragged on so long for me?  I have issues!  I guess not being able to deal with grey skies for weeks on end is one of them.  Okay, granted that is the least of my problems... ha, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh.  I don't know what else to say.  It has just been one of those days.  Tomorrow is Monday and we are back to the regular routine of life.  For me it is chauffeuring my kids around, laundry, cleaning and cooking.  I need break.  Even one day would be nice.  Maybe then I wouldn't be so grumpy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-5746309471552740512?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/5746309471552740512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=5746309471552740512&amp;isPopup=true' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5746309471552740512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5746309471552740512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/04/quiet-please.html' title='Quiet Please'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-5771987431951220359</id><published>2008-04-13T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T12:17:25.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Online Community</title><content type='html'>My girlfriend and I were talking last week about the sense of community.  When we were growing up we knew our neighbors.  Our families would get together for neighborhood barbecues.  I think everyone kept an eye out for one another’s kids.  There was a real sense of community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not see that as much any more.  More families have both parents working out side of the home now.  We all seem much more busy and more rushed.  The sense of community in our neighborhoods is not there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where are we gathering?  If you were to ask me I’d say on the internet.  More and more people are writing blogs and joining on line communities.  Someone recently suggested I &lt;a href="http://www.3gb.biz"&gt;join 3gb community www.3gb.biz&lt;/a&gt;.  It is a place to meet new friends and even find some old friends that you’ve lost tough with.  You can upload your photo albums, join group blogs, hear the latest mp3 hits, and chat with other members.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It sounds really neat.  I’ve never found my way onto other community sites. I have always stuck to my comfort zone of blogging.  However, it doesn’t hurt to check it out.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/47lhql" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-5771987431951220359?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/5771987431951220359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=5771987431951220359&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5771987431951220359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5771987431951220359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/04/online-community.html' title='Online Community'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-1187006739256036333</id><published>2008-03-21T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T11:06:21.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toothache</title><content type='html'>I had been fighting a terrible, painful toothache.  I hate the dentist.  I mean… I really despise going.  A few years ago I had a terrible experience.  I was always a nervous patient, now I am a serious wreck.  I just don’t trust dentists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the importance of dental hygiene.  I do not need to be lectured on that.  I go for my 6-month cleanings (with great fear – but I DO go). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I was with a sore tooth.  What the heck?  I wanted to believe I had irritated gums.  I wanted to believe the pain would go away.  I started chewing on one side of my mouth.  I told myself that it was getting better.  It wasn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last week I went in to the dentist.  I swear I didn’t sleep the night before.  Apparently I had cracked a tooth.  I needed a crown.  Oh…that was FUN (said with much sarcasm).  I seriously wish I could just pull out all my teeth and just have false teeth.  I’d have no more cavities and beautiful, perfect white teeth.  A nice dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-1187006739256036333?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/1187006739256036333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=1187006739256036333&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/1187006739256036333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/1187006739256036333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/03/toothache.html' title='Toothache'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-4457187095089417601</id><published>2008-03-21T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T10:50:08.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lap band surgery</title><content type='html'>In the past I have written about my cousin.  For almost a year she has been researching and contemplating weight-loss procedures.  Last month she visited a  &lt;a href="http://www.journeylite.com"&gt;los angeles lap band doctor&lt;/a&gt;.  She has been leaning towards JourneyLite surgical centers.  She likes that they put importance on her comfort from start to beginning.  My cousin likes that they think of everything.  From roomier gowns to wider hallways, bathrooms with handicap railings, and chairs without arms.  It is those seemingly little things that make a big difference.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now my cousin is still contemplating.  It is a big decision and I think she feels it is the right one for her.  It is a big step though, so I am glad she is taking her time and not just jumping into it without being fully educated and certain.  I’ll keep you posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yu5mba" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-4457187095089417601?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/4457187095089417601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=4457187095089417601&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4457187095089417601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4457187095089417601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/03/lap-band-surgery.html' title='lap band surgery'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-6280260898238525398</id><published>2008-02-27T21:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T22:09:21.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/R8ZNYbfqTdI/AAAAAAAAANk/0y5YR6vadrg/s1600-h/life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171906304174345682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/R8ZNYbfqTdI/AAAAAAAAANk/0y5YR6vadrg/s400/life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was posted on one of my favorite sites &lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/" target="0"&gt;Post Secret&lt;/a&gt; this week.  On one hand I can understand that teachers are human.  They picked their profession to work with children.  They perhaps didn't anticipate having to deal with parents on a daily basis.  I will also say that I'm sure some parents are more of a hindrance then a help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Some" being a key word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a stay-at-home mom the comment about "getting a life and a job" was very insultive.  I hate the stereotype that we just sit on the couch and eat bon-bons.  I am here to say that we do not live vicariously through our children.  I feel I have a life and an identity outside of being a mother.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.  I'll stop now because I could rant for ever.  I just hope I never have to deal with a teacher who views me in this light.&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/7207051198923193531-6280260898238525398?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/6280260898238525398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=6280260898238525398&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6280260898238525398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6280260898238525398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/02/seriously.html' title='Seriously?'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/R8ZNYbfqTdI/AAAAAAAAANk/0y5YR6vadrg/s72-c/life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-5450809412923172911</id><published>2008-02-25T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T10:55:13.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>University</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is cool.  Take a moment and read the following information below!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olny srmat poelpe can rae d tihs. I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy,&lt;br /&gt;it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! if you can raed tihs psas it on !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psas Ti ON !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-5450809412923172911?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/5450809412923172911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=5450809412923172911&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5450809412923172911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5450809412923172911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/02/university.html' title='University'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-7580728420630044811</id><published>2008-02-21T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T17:16:43.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For My Fellow Cat Lovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/R74ib7fqTbI/AAAAAAAAANU/1zs0Vm3o4PM/s1600-h/cat.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169607285490208178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/R74ib7fqTbI/AAAAAAAAANU/1zs0Vm3o4PM/s400/cat.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-7580728420630044811?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/7580728420630044811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=7580728420630044811&amp;isPopup=true' title='252 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7580728420630044811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7580728420630044811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/02/for-my-fellow-cat-lovers.html' title='For My Fellow Cat Lovers'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/R74ib7fqTbI/AAAAAAAAANU/1zs0Vm3o4PM/s72-c/cat.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>252</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-4429559530861038201</id><published>2008-02-19T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T12:46:56.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Much New</title><content type='html'>Well, this is bound to be short and b-o-r-i-n-g. That is right. You might as well stop reading now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a couple sick kids at home. I think after 3 days they are finally on the mend. This means we were pretty much home bound over the President's Day weekend. We actually had some nice weather too. So it was tough being stuck in the house. I felt so bad for the kids. They were suffering from re-appearing fevers and colds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke with my hubby today at work. He complained that he was getting sick. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me ask this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is worse 2 sick kids or 1 sick husband? Ha, ha. I don't know about you, but my guy tends to turn into a big whiney baby when he has a cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this ends my brief and uninspiring post. If you stuck to the end of the dull ramblings, thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-4429559530861038201?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/4429559530861038201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=4429559530861038201&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4429559530861038201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4429559530861038201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/02/not-much-new.html' title='Not Much New'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-7022648561976822145</id><published>2008-02-14T17:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T17:21:55.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day Mommy Style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/R7TpErfqTaI/AAAAAAAAANM/0CP22j_ZYrY/s1600-h/valentines_day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167010939105070498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/R7TpErfqTaI/AAAAAAAAANM/0CP22j_ZYrY/s400/valentines_day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this clipart and laughed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Valentine’s Day is supposed to be all about romance and stuff…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love romance and the idea of Valentine’s Day. I think I used to have very high and unrealistic expectations about this day. Now, that I am a mom the concept of celebrating cupid’s day has changed. I spend the week before working with my children on cards for their friends. I relish their excitement over the school parties they attend and the cards they receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I have always kept this day pretty simple and basic. A card, dinner, and maybe inexpensive gifts are exchanged. Since the kids have arrived we usually order in dinner. Since I am not a fan of the kitchen a night off from cooking a meal is always a welcomed gift. I’m a simple girl I guess – ha, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the life of a stay at home mom. No rose peddles in bath water, or glasses of champagne by the fireplace… still you won’t hear me complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your day was filled with love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-7022648561976822145?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/7022648561976822145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=7022648561976822145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7022648561976822145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7022648561976822145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day-mommy-style.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day Mommy Style!'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/R7TpErfqTaI/AAAAAAAAANM/0CP22j_ZYrY/s72-c/valentines_day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-5165944480295035767</id><published>2008-02-11T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T16:03:12.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Without Rain</title><content type='html'>We had a beautiful, BEAUTIFUL Saturday.  The sun was out and the sky was blue.  It was wonderful.  It was just what I needed to lift my spirits.  The gray skies and rain was starting to really get me down.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were outside riding their bikes, using sidewalk chalk and playing at the park.  Oh, I know it was just a taste of the Spring to come.  In fact the clouds and drizzle has since returned.  Still Saturday was perfect.  It made me remember what a beautiful city I live in too.  It is amazing what a little taste of sunshine can do to refuel a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids on the other hand are feeling a little antzy now.  They are stuck back inside, and they don't like it much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter is nearing it's end right?  In another month or two we'll be back in our flip flops and t-shirts.  I can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-5165944480295035767?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/5165944480295035767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=5165944480295035767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5165944480295035767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5165944480295035767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/02/day-without-rain.html' title='A Day Without Rain'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-6240586962102713235</id><published>2008-02-11T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T15:36:31.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Investigating Auto Insurance</title><content type='html'>If you read my bog regularly, you know that I am starting to look at purchasing a new car.  I should clarify and say a previously owned vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything costs money.  Not just a car, but also the gas, the maintenance, the repairs and lets not forget about the &lt;a href="http://www.costulessstudent.com/index.html"&gt;auto insurance&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am checking out Cost-U-Less.  They have been in the insurance business since 1980.  They have many stores located in Northern California, and they are quickly expanding all over the State.  They have ten locations in Southern California, which serve cities in and around Anaheim, Long Beach, Palmdale, Pomona, Whittier, Santa Ana, Torrance, Victorville, San Bernardino, Lancaster and Tarzana.  They promise excellent and affordable auto insurance.  I think they are worth checking further into for my insurance needs.  If it can save money, it is worth my time to investigate further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yp6m7u" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-6240586962102713235?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/6240586962102713235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=6240586962102713235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6240586962102713235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6240586962102713235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/02/investigating-auto-insurance.html' title='Investigating Auto Insurance'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-1432659564983443034</id><published>2008-02-06T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T19:39:11.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats the Blog?</title><content type='html'>I logged in my blog tonight.  Happy that the kids are in bed and I have some free time to myself.  However, now that I'm here...I realize that I have nothing much to say.  With that said, what does that say about me??  Ha, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an exciting one for me (and I'm saying that with sarcasm).  I completed 2 loads of laundry and cleaned the bathrooms.  Whooo hooo!  Oh, and I did run to the grocery store and pick up a few groceries with my daughter in tow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain continues to fall.  This leaves me in a lazy frame of mind.  Can I blame the dark wet skies on my fuzzy mommy brain?  I hate to think it is actually old age that leaves me too tired to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I guess with that said, I will now log off and watch American Idol on TV.  I know, I lead quite the exciting life.  I bet you are glad you dropped by tonight! I hope things are a little more exciting in your world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-1432659564983443034?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/1432659564983443034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=1432659564983443034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/1432659564983443034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/1432659564983443034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/02/whats-blog.html' title='Whats the Blog?'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-7373500506430962731</id><published>2008-02-06T10:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T10:23:31.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.carsblvd.com"&gt;Car Prices&lt;/a&gt; can be scary.  I have an 11 year old beater of a car.  It now has a nasty oil leak.  I need to have it looked at.  I am hoping it won’t cost a lot to fix.  However, I know that I’ll need a new car in the very new future.  My car is falling a part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked out carsblvd.com.  They offer several convenient options to help consumers who are car shopping.  Besides information and pictures of cars, they also offer quotes.  You just need to enter your zip code and the make and model of the car you are interested in.  This site can then match your request with local dealers near you.  If you need help with financing they can you with that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find the whole car shopping experience very stressful.  I know I will feel more confident if I educate myself first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-7373500506430962731?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/7373500506430962731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=7373500506430962731&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7373500506430962731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7373500506430962731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/02/car-shopping.html' title='Car Shopping'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-669104262176826471</id><published>2008-02-05T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T14:06:57.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Days</title><content type='html'>I don't know what it is like in your end of the world.  However, out here it has been overcast, wet, and dull.  The kind of days where you just wish you could curl up in bed and read or watch a movie.  Lazy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except I have kids, commitments, and well...life I have to tend too.  So each morning I leave my warm bed and head out in the rain.  I keep the lights on in the house all day because it is SO DARK outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself craving for an afternoon nap.  Again, the kids put any hope of that happening to rest.  So, I'm wondering if there is such a thing as a "Sun Dance".  I hate feeling like I'm walking around in a fog.  I need some sunlight to wake myself up.  Unfortunately rain is forecasted to continue through the week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trip to Hawaii sounds mighty nice right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-669104262176826471?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/669104262176826471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=669104262176826471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/669104262176826471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/669104262176826471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/02/lazy-days.html' title='Lazy Days'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-434898606904032425</id><published>2008-01-31T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T10:22:51.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dora the Explorer</title><content type='html'>Dora the Explorer is my daughter's hero.  My daughter calls her "Dora Bora".  I'm guessing Bora is Dora's last name - LOL.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit it is a cute show, but as an adult I can only take so much of it.  Fortunately it is on the same time as "hot topics" on the View. Which is my favorite daytime show.  So we each enjoy half an hour of a lone time with own respective televisions.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that bad?  I hope not.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy a little break in my day.  It's only 30 minutes.  When her Dora show is over, my daughter will shut off the tv upstairs and come and find me in the family room.  From there we continue on with our day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-434898606904032425?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/434898606904032425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=434898606904032425&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/434898606904032425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/434898606904032425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/01/dora-explorer.html' title='Dora the Explorer'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-4440144777231329472</id><published>2008-01-24T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T18:23:32.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Cold?</title><content type='html'>It has been freezing out here the past few days.  So cold my son’s Kindergarten class has been kept in-doors all week.  We may not live in the artic, but it sure feels like we do.  This is unusual weather for us.  Should we be blaming global warming?  It makes you wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part about our weather is the wind.  Oh my!  If we didn’t have the wind, we could handle the colder temperatures.  However, we have this non-stop bone chilling wind that just seems to rip right through you.   It is painful.  It hurts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’m getting old and maybe a little on the wimpy side.  I know this about myself.  Yet, even my children shriek when they step outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the positive side we are enjoying the blue sky and sunshine.  My husband thinks this makes the colder temperatures worth well.  However, since I’m constantly on the go, I disagree.   I’d rather have cloudy skies and warmer weather.  Running to and from the car against the cold wind is getting to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-4440144777231329472?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/4440144777231329472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=4440144777231329472&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4440144777231329472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4440144777231329472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/01/are-you-cold.html' title='Are You Cold?'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-1670426821545196347</id><published>2008-01-23T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T12:20:44.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day Shopping</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite holidays is quickly approaching. I just love Valentines Day and all that it represents. I guess I’m a romantic at heart. My mother used to buy my brother and I a little gift each year. I am passing that tradition on with my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went onto CouponChief.com and made a wish list of things I’d love to buy. They provide a one stop coupon deal and discount resource for web site visitors. They provide up-to-date coupon and &lt;a href="http://www.couponchief.com"&gt;promo codes&lt;/a&gt; as well as discounts which is unparallel in the online shopping e-commerce industry. If you read my blog, you know I am all about deals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I checked out the deals for such well known stores as &lt;a href="http://www.couponchief.com/oldnavy"&gt;Old Navy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.couponchief.com/target"&gt; Target&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.couponchief.com/dell"&gt; Dell&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.couponchief.com/gap"&gt; The Gap&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so much fun. I love getting quality items for less!!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/2b7r6u" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-1670426821545196347?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/1670426821545196347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=1670426821545196347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/1670426821545196347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/1670426821545196347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/01/valentines-day-shopping.html' title='Valentines Day Shopping'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-4146132102950450485</id><published>2008-01-21T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T08:15:15.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Race Anyone?</title><content type='html'>Did anyone catch the season finale of the Amazing Race last night?  I really enjoyed it. I do miss the 2 hour season finales that they used to have though.  All 3 teams were worthy of being in the finale.  I would of been happy with any of them winning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was unique this time around.  Usually a young male team wins.  Although it was a young couple, they worked for their win up against a father/daughter team and grandpa/grandson team.  It was an exciting finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also gave me hope that if my girlfriend and I ever get on the show we might make it past the first episode.  Ha, ha.  That would be my goal.  I wouldn't want to be eliminated first.  This is the one reality show that I would LOVE to be on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-4146132102950450485?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/4146132102950450485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=4146132102950450485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4146132102950450485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4146132102950450485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/01/amazing-race-anyone.html' title='Amazing Race Anyone?'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-6882120448718448794</id><published>2008-01-18T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T16:33:01.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Improvements</title><content type='html'>We moved into our house about 2 years ago.  Slowly, we have been doing some small home improvements.  We started off with painting the walls with colors that suited our taste and family more then the previous owners.  My husband has also done some landscaping in the back yard.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one big project that scares me a little.  Yet, the problem annoys me just as much.  We have hardwood floors in our kitchen.  I’m guessing (and this is only a guess) the previous owners would wash the floors and before letting them dry they would put down a floor rug.  This rug was under the kitchen table.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they moved out my husband and I walked through the house for the first time empty.  You can’t hide any thing when the furniture (and rugs) are gone.  What we saw was major wood discoloration where their kitchen table had been.  It is in a perfect circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven’t gone out and purchased a rug yet.  I know this would be the easiest and less expensive “quick fix”.  I would love to look at refinishing my &lt;a href="http://www.luxuryhousingtrends.com/home_improvement/flooring_index.htm"&gt;Flooring&lt;/a&gt;.  The work and expense of it scares me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing some reading on a site called www.luxuryhousingtrends.com.  They explained the process of refinishing hard wood floors and shared some good tips too.    Basically it is an “easy” but very laborious process.  The smartest thing for us to do is look at finding a professional to do it.  It wouldn’t hurt to get a few quotes.  It’s a shame to have such beautiful floors ruined in a fairly new home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-6882120448718448794?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/6882120448718448794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=6882120448718448794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6882120448718448794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6882120448718448794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/01/home-improvements.html' title='Home Improvements'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-335693535073819282</id><published>2008-01-17T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T10:55:29.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day</title><content type='html'>It has been a quiet, perhaps boring, but a calm week.  So, so nice.  I think I needed a week with very few obligations and places to be.  It has been good for my self being.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has just felt stressful and tense lately.  I wondered if I would ever feel relaxed again.  Where I could just sit down and actual let my mind rest.  I have this never ending "to do list" constantly running through my mind.  I keep thinking that once I get "such and such" done I will be able to relax.  Yet, I never do.  There is always something else that needs to be done.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is the life a mother?  I'm not sure.  I think I worry more then the common person.  Seriously, I will worry about things I have absolutely no control over.  Like...why?  I wish I could be more easy going.  I'd love to be one of those people who could go with the flow.  I seem to need lists and schedules to feel somewhat in control of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, today is just another day.  Tomorrow I have a lot of obligations.  I'll be running around from one place to the next.  So today I am cleaning the house and doing laundry...and actually enjoying it.  I need a life don't I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-335693535073819282?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/335693535073819282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=335693535073819282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/335693535073819282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/335693535073819282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-another-day.html' title='Just Another Day'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-1390814683032128296</id><published>2008-01-11T12:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T12:13:48.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need New Glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yos5jm" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out.  A &lt;a href="http://www.ZenniOptical.com" rel="nofollow"&gt;Great Discovery: www.ZenniOptical.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t had my eyes checked in over 2 years. This isn’t smart, I know. I have had glasses for years. I just tend not to wear them much. I feel like I am looking through windows. I’m also self-conscious, I guess. I have never found a set of frames that I feel suit my face. So I feel ugly in my glasses. I know what you are thinking and I agree. Lately my eyes have been bothering me. I know I need to not only start wearing my glasses get a new prescription. My vision has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just checked out ZenniOptical.com on line. They are advertising $8 complete prescription eyeglasses with a case. They are known for the best value prescription eyeglasses online, and for that price I have to agree. They have a great selection of frames with single vision lens, sunsensor (potochromic) lens, tinted sunglass lens, bifocal lens and even progressive lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can offer such amazing prices because they sell only their own manufactured frames direct to the customer, with no middlemen and with virtually no advertising budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you are in the market for new glasses, this site is worth checking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/2b6vsl" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-1390814683032128296?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/1390814683032128296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=1390814683032128296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/1390814683032128296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/1390814683032128296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-need-new-glasses.html' title='I Need New Glasses'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-5976043623273452998</id><published>2008-01-11T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T11:18:26.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creepy Neighbor Update</title><content type='html'>I know I have blogged about my creepy neighbor in over a month.  There just wasn’t anything new to share.  He continues to keep a low profile.  It has been nice in that respect.  As you know he really made me (and several others on our street) uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning as I was driving my kids to school I noticed a “For Sale” sign on his house.  I think I went into complete shock.  Obviously something happened.  I still don’t know why the police visited his house before Thanksgiving.  However, ever since there he has been in hiding.  Now his house is up for sale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a good thing for our street.  However he will be moving into and un-expecting neighborhood.  Maybe it is unfair of me to judge him.  Still I never felt comfortable around him.  Some of his comments sent warning bells off in my head.  So the fact that he won’t be down the street from my kids is a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I just wonder what has happened…or what he did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-5976043623273452998?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/5976043623273452998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=5976043623273452998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5976043623273452998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5976043623273452998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/01/creepy-neighbor-update.html' title='Creepy Neighbor Update'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-4578779463812792531</id><published>2008-01-10T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T16:16:15.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cousin and the Lap-Band System</title><content type='html'>I know I have talked in the past about my cousin and her struggle with weight. Last year she was diagnosed with diabetes, which got her seriously looking at her weight. She is very open about how she is considered morbid obese. She jokes about signing up for the TV show The Biggest Loser sometimes. However, due to her physical limitations she realizes the Lap-band system might be a better option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lap-band system has been said to be the safest, proven weight-loss surgery available. What I find interesting is it is the only weight-loss surgery that is completely reversible and adjustable for life! I have been re-visiting the website for JourneyLite and what they offer. It is a very informative site and one I’ll be forwarding to cousin as their &lt;a href="http://www.journeylite.com/"&gt;weight loss Woodlands&lt;/a&gt; program might just be her answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/27qtw3" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-4578779463812792531?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/4578779463812792531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=4578779463812792531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4578779463812792531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4578779463812792531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-cousin-and-lap-band-system.html' title='My Cousin and the Lap-Band System'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-3079901882241801168</id><published>2008-01-07T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:15:02.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Back</title><content type='html'>So...did all the Mommies survive the first day back to school? I did (barely). I must admit I got used to lazy pajama wearing mornings. Getting the kids up, dressed and out the door in time was a little challenging. More on my part, rather then theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I kept waking up throughout the night to check the time. I was afraid I'd sleep in and we'd be late. Crazy. I own an alarm clock and my husband is usually still home as the kids and I eat breakfast. He wouldn't of left for work without waking me up had I actually slept in. Still, it is just one of my nervous tendencies. I worry about the silliest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, to make this day harder on myself I (unknowingly at the time) booked myself a doctors appointment today as well. I hate visiting the doctor, still I want to be proactive with my health. So I ran off to my appointment once the kids were safely in their classrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just after 5:00 here. We are going to have an EASY dinner. I'm going to make spaghetti. Tonight I will veg in front of the television. Is there even anything on to watch? Darn writer's strike. Any way, my goal is to relax. I need to have a good night's sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously from re-reading my post, the kids were ready to get back into the daily schedule. I on the other hand am having problems adjusting!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-3079901882241801168?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/3079901882241801168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=3079901882241801168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3079901882241801168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3079901882241801168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-day-back.html' title='First Day Back'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-5203258858475517770</id><published>2008-01-07T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T16:19:16.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Online Casinos</title><content type='html'>Have you ever tried playing &lt;a href="http://www.bet365poker.com/poker/?lng=1"&gt;online poker&lt;/a&gt; or any other casino games? My brother-in-law is a big player. He is into all the different games that are available to play online. So when I read up on bet365, I thought about him. If he doesn’t use this website yet, I’m sure he’ll be giving it a try when I pass on their link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet365 uses a large range of online betting facilities through their online casino and Sportsbook betting facility, interactive games section and poker playing area. I went online just to snoop and became rather interested in their bingo options. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a secret bingo fanatic. My grandmother used to take me to bingo halls with her when I was young. At first I enjoyed the snacks and 7-up at intermission more then the one little card I’d play. However, as I got older I joined my Grandma in the love of the game. It maybe geeky, but I’ll admit it freely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is fascinating how many different types and styles of games are available online. I can see why it has become a popular form of entertainment. I know my brother-in-law first checked it out because of his love for poker. Once a month he gets together with his buddies to play. I'm sure it was through one of his friends that he first tried playing online. I think it has become a family event now. His wife and my nephews will sit around the computer with him to watch him play (and share their unsolicited advice). Ha, ha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you like to dabble with online casinos, check this one out. They are known to provide their customers with a secure online environment and lots and lots of entertainment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-5203258858475517770?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/5203258858475517770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=5203258858475517770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5203258858475517770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5203258858475517770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/01/online-casinos.html' title='Online Casinos'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-1559744658182118361</id><published>2008-01-04T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T15:23:20.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Britney Spears</title><content type='html'>I was up late again last night.  I was on my lap top with the TV on.  The breaking news was all about Britney Spears.  I'm sure I do not have to re-cap any one who will read this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today she is in the hospital being evaluated.  Her kids are spooked, but unharmed.  I wonder what was worse for her boys.  What happened inside the house?  Or the circus of media out side of it.  People with cameras chasing the cards and flashing their cameras.  As a mom I can't help but wonder what it was like for those two little boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is Britney.  I have been hearing the phrase "Too much, too soon" used frequently when it comes to her.  I will admit I visit the tabloid websites.  Britney has been the main focus on most of them.  Her endless Starbucks runs, and midnight gas station fill ups.  She seems like a lost and lonely young girl.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole situation is just so sad.  What maybe worse is that it is being played in front of America.  There is no privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope for her and her boys Britney gets the help she needs.  We are all human and can fall on hard times.  Celebrities are no different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-1559744658182118361?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/1559744658182118361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=1559744658182118361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/1559744658182118361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/1559744658182118361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/01/britney-spears.html' title='Britney Spears'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-3822645558589363005</id><published>2008-01-04T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T14:56:51.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Credit Cards in an Instant!</title><content type='html'>So I guess you can say we are well into the first week of January.  When you think of this month, what is the first thing that comes to mind?  Either you thought: Diet Time, or Christmas Dept.   January is often not a fun month.  The excitement of the holidays is over.  It is time to adjust back into regular life and our old routines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have been looking over our family’s unpaid bills.  It isn’t pretty.  Our goal was to keep things simple this year.  We did our best to be mature adults and parents and not go over our budget.  Yet things seem to happen.  Like that major oil leak in my car last week.  Unplanned bills occur without warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, like I always do, I did some investigating when I received information on &lt;a href="http://www.cardfusion.com/showcategories.php?showcat=inst_appr"&gt;instant credit cards&lt;/a&gt;.  They are also known as Instant Approval Credit Cards.  The bonus with these cards is that they will be processed instantly.  This means you will know your eligibility for the card of your choice in a matter of seconds.  Seconds!  How incredible is that?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CardFusion.com is said to be very user friendly.  They monitor the credit card market and only bring users the best credit cards available.  Their selection changes regularly, and you can view more then 100 different cards at any time.  Their site will help you compare cards to help you easily determine which one would be best for your needs.  Did I mention you will find out if you are approved within seconds?  Pretty incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like debt.  I am always working to take care of our unpaid bills.  Sometimes consolidating at a great rate can make a big difference.  I’m all about educating myself and doing what I can to help my family&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-3822645558589363005?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/3822645558589363005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=3822645558589363005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3822645558589363005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3822645558589363005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/01/credit-cards-in-instant.html' title='Credit Cards in an Instant!'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-5447135211271292770</id><published>2008-01-03T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T15:01:45.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night</title><content type='html'>Did any one stay up late last night to catch Leno or David Letterman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did.  Let me tell you it was WAY past my bedtime too.  I should of just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tivo'd&lt;/span&gt; it.  Silly me.  I have to say I was disappointed.  I don't know what I expected really.  Or maybe I was just too tired to appreciate seeing Dave with a beard.  I picked him over Leno because he made a deal with the Writer's Guild and had his writers back. I understand that he was able to do that because he owns his show.  Leno and the other late night talk show hosts do not.  Therefore they can not make their own deals.  Still, with that said I picked Dave.  Truth be told I missed his top 10 lists.  I figured he'd have one about the strike...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where was the humor?  Where were the great jokes?  Even the top 10 list only gave me one little chuckle.  I was really disappointed.  I don't know what I was expecting.  I guess it was more then what I saw.  Maybe Leno and the others did better?  I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the writer's strike is still going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I am going to do without my shows.  How long is this strike going to last?  If you read my blog, you know I have a very boring life.  Television is often my only form of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, I just thought I'd ramble on about nothing much.  I guess I should go do some housework or something...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-5447135211271292770?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/5447135211271292770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=5447135211271292770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5447135211271292770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5447135211271292770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/01/late-night.html' title='Late Night'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-90129046950467036</id><published>2008-01-02T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T18:47:31.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Green Thumb</title><content type='html'>Today has been a day of internet surfing for me. I haven’t had the pleasure of zoning out in front of the computer for some time. The kids have kept busy playing with their Christmas toys for most of the day. The television has been off and it has been a nice, quiet, easy, and a relaxing kind of day. So here I am blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading up on Project Orange Thumb on the &lt;a href="http://www.fiskars.com/us/garden"&gt;Fiskars Garden Website&lt;/a&gt;. This is a really cool funding project for community neighborhood beautification. Project Orange Thumb started 5 years ago (in 2003) and is a grant program that helps provide community garden groups with the tools and materials they need to reach their goals for neighborhood beautification and horticulture education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During their first inaugural year they partnered with the Chicago Park District and the Garfield Park Conservatory Alliance to provide the needed materials, tools and most importantly the support to three community gardens in Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2007 Project Green Thumb celebrated their 5th successful year. Within their five years of operation they have provided over 100 community groups with an impressive $200,000 to create and develop their own special community gardens. This also included projects geared toward community involvement, neighborhood beautification, sustainable agriculture and/or horticultural education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/2x3rn6" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These community garden groups included the participation of schools, youth groups, community centers, camps clubs, treatment facilities, etc. Project Green Thumb encourages all types of groups within communities to apply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every community looking to beautify their area should look more into this great program. Grant Recipients receive up to $1,500.00 in Fiskars® Garden Tools, Project Orange Thumb t-Shirts for garden members/volunteers, and up to $800.00 for other materials such as plants, seeds, mulch or other green goods. Imagine the wonders this grant could do in your neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yqydlv" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m really impressed with Project Green Thumb. They really provide the tools for communities to grow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/2hlnak" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-90129046950467036?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/90129046950467036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=90129046950467036&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/90129046950467036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/90129046950467036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/01/project-green-thumb.html' title='Project Green Thumb'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-5454699878836329984</id><published>2008-01-02T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T13:34:39.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting Around The House</title><content type='html'>The phrase "sitting around my house" best describes my day so far.  Sure...I've thrown in a load of laundry, and I've fed the kids both their breakfast and lunch.  However, I can't say I've done much more then that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm just suffering from the end of the holidays blues.  My tree is gone, the decorations are put away.  The house has been "put back into place" so to speak.  There are no signs that Christmas just passed.  Well... okay the toys I keep stepping on are a sign that perhaps Santa has recently paid a visit.  Otherwise, we are back to life as  normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I've just been on the go.  I've had the oh-so-fun tasks of: cleaning, cooking, entertaining, shopping, wrapping, mailing (and I'm sure I could go on).  It is odd now not to have a big "to do" list in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...I'm allowing myself to be lazy and veg away the hours.  Next week the kids will be back to school and my schedule will be a little more full.  Until then I'm happy to sit on my computer and catch up on my favorite sites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-5454699878836329984?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/5454699878836329984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=5454699878836329984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5454699878836329984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5454699878836329984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/01/sitting-around-house.html' title='Sitting Around The House'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-1079276545848420718</id><published>2008-01-02T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T13:25:50.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pragma Systems</title><content type='html'>The kids are busy playing with playdoh at the kitchen table.  This gave me the opportunity to grab my laptop and do what I love to do…surf the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading up on Pragma Systems.  With their head office located in Austin, Texas, they are focused on providing secure, fast, scalable, and reliable solutions for company &lt;a href="http://www.pragmasys.com/PragmaTelnetServer.asp"&gt;Telnet Server&lt;/a&gt; needs.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many corporations face constant challenges in providing secure and reliable access, control and management capabilities across its network and computing infrastructure.  With each change new requests for more information, access and productivity are made.  With over 16 years of focus in the telnet and ssh space, Pragma Systems has achieved a  level of technical knowledge, domain expertise, and industry experience to lead the market in the effectiveness and extensibility of its software solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read how Pragma's software is used in the majority of Fortune 500 companies in the USA and over 2100 companies worldwide in over 62 countries.  Their customers include Target, Dell, Intel, IBM, NTT, Sony, Coca-Cola, HP, Motorola, Bank of America, just to name a few. As well, their products have been winning top awards within the industry (PC Week Analyst’s Choice, NSTL’s best in class rating).  They have also been recognized as a top 75 fastest growing Windows Independent Software Vendor by Microsoft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can help but be impressed by their growth and leadership.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-1079276545848420718?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/1079276545848420718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=1079276545848420718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/1079276545848420718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/1079276545848420718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2008/01/pragma-systems.html' title='Pragma Systems'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-3064731633828433345</id><published>2007-12-31T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T12:47:33.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twas the Week After Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Wow, it is the 31st already? The week after Christmas has really flown by. The excitement of the holidays have not escaped our house yet.  The kids are still bouncing off the walls.  Obviously they are still on their little candy cane sugar highs.  Ha, ha.  I just love their age right now.  It made Christmas and the magic of Santa so much fun.  It is going to be sad taking down the tree tomorrow.  I always hate putting away the Christmas decorations.  It will hard going back to the regular routine of life. However I won't miss how hectic the weeks leading to Christmas were.  I really must get more prepared and organized next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope every one has a fun (but safe) New Years! See you in 08!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Twas the week after Christmas, and all through the house&lt;br /&gt;Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste&lt;br /&gt;At the holiday parties had gone to my waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got on the scales there arose such a number!&lt;br /&gt;When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared;&lt;br /&gt;The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese&lt;br /&gt;And the way I'd never said, "No thank you, please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt&lt;br /&gt;And prepared once again to do battle with dirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said to myself, as I only can&lt;br /&gt;"You can't spend a winter disguised as a man!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So away with the last of the sour cream dip,&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every last bit of food that I like must be banished&lt;br /&gt;"Till all the additional ounces have vanished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't have a cookie - not even a lick.&lt;br /&gt;I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie,&lt;br /&gt;I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore&lt;br /&gt;But isn't that what January is for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-3064731633828433345?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/3064731633828433345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=3064731633828433345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3064731633828433345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3064731633828433345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/twas-week-after-christmas.html' title='Twas the Week After Christmas...'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-5729380311530038686</id><published>2007-12-26T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T19:20:39.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Christmas Gift</title><content type='html'>What was your favorite Christmas gift this year? I'm going to assume that Santa spoiled you this year. Tee, hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was spoiled pretty well. You will not hear me complaining. I know the gift giving part of the holidays is really more for the kids. I do not expect much and with that said I'm always surprised by my husbands gift giving. He used to be a gift card guy. I'm not anti gift cards, however they are not much fun to open on Christmas morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year my husband did honest to goodness shopping for me. I received pajamas, a pair of jeans (that are my style and size - a miracle right there - ha, ha), a new (every day) watch and a few other little goodies. However, my favorite gift will make you laugh. He purchased an arm strap for my ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen, I know this may sound lame and maybe even a little geeky...but I love it. I'm not all that high tech and I'm actually pretty new to the world of the ipod. I enjoy listening to music while I clean the house. However I never had a good place to clip it to. Truth be told I would stuff it my bra. This worked well...accept when I needed to bend down to scrub. It got to be a little dangerous when I needed to scrub the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go. This is my exciting gift this year. If you read my blog (even randomly) please share your favorite gift too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-5729380311530038686?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/5729380311530038686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=5729380311530038686&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5729380311530038686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5729380311530038686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-favorite-christmas-gift.html' title='My Favorite Christmas Gift'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-466099950118857153</id><published>2007-12-26T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T15:22:30.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skin Revitalizer</title><content type='html'>So I am sitting here in my family room with my lap top. As I peer over my computer screen I can’t help but cringe. The Christmas holidays blew through our home like a tornado. Toys are spewed from end to end. I just don’t have the energy to clean up. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t it be nice to just head to a spa for the day? To be pampered and rejuvenated? I can dream, right? Maybe a more practical dream would be giving &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/2fgm33"&gt;R.G. Skin Revitalizer&lt;/a&gt; a try. It is made with a tropical “super fruit” called Gâc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gâc fruit is a bright-red fruit that grows as large as a cantaloupe with abundance on vines all over sub-tropical Asia. It is especially known to grow in Vietnam. It has a rich history of medicinal use in Asian households.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gâc fruit contains beta-carotene (a natural carotenoid antioxidant) which is known to boost the immune system and assist with the skin’s cellular rejuvenation process. From what I have read, Carotenoids as plant pigments function as protection of the plant against excess sunlight. Hummmmm. One would think that as a result, their nutritional value would be especially important to healthy skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This skin revitalizer cream is an all natural product that helps to protect your skin against damaging free radicals but protecting it from the inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, skin cream might not equal a day at the spa. However maybe it will make my skin look like I had been to one.&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yphy7a" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-466099950118857153?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/466099950118857153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=466099950118857153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/466099950118857153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/466099950118857153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/skin-revitalizer.html' title='Skin Revitalizer'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-670231622739131621</id><published>2007-12-26T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T09:04:39.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is over already?</title><content type='html'>Wow?  Where did the holidays go?  I blinked and Christmas was over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed the holidays.  Our family enjoyed a quiet celebration.  Well...with 2 kids there is nothing actually quiet about it.  However, it was just the 4 of us this year and it turned out really nice.  It was special in it's own way.  I was afraid I would be missing having extended family around and therefore it wouldn't feel like the holidays.  I can't say I didn't miss my family, but it didn't dampen our holiday spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids slept in Christmas morning!  Can you believe that?  The kids were so excited Christmas Eve that they had problems falling a sleep.  Still I expected a 5 AM tap on the shoulder followed by begging to wake up and open gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we were all spoiled by Santa this year.  I hope you were too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-670231622739131621?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/670231622739131621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=670231622739131621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/670231622739131621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/670231622739131621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-is-over-already.html' title='Christmas is over already?'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-6776536340273365808</id><published>2007-12-26T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T08:53:14.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Search Engine</title><content type='html'>Have you heard?  There is a new &lt;a href="http://www.earthfrisk.org"&gt;search engine&lt;/a&gt; in town and it sounds pretty darn cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earthfrisk.org will be celebrating it’s official launch on Monday.  This brand new search engine has the best results from Google, MSN and Yahoo with less spam.  They have a new ranking system with toolbars for IE and Firefox.  This is also the first search engine where the community of users can help create a better search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new search engine is presently in pre-release but is up and working right now.  So stop by to check it out.  They beat Wiki people and have a better search engine with the new color value that can create a better S.E.  as well as a better ranking system compared to Google’s paperank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go take a peek!&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/2b2266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/2dpxxl" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-6776536340273365808?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/6776536340273365808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=6776536340273365808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6776536340273365808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6776536340273365808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-search-engine.html' title='A New Search Engine'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-7067778608837784864</id><published>2007-12-23T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T22:39:56.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas Gift to You</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is after 10 PM here. My dear husband thought he'd install a secure line for our wireless connection this afternoon. Yeah... All he managed to do with disconnect our connection. It has taken until just 20 minutes ago for him to fix his mistake. Now, like the little Internet addicts that we are, we are both sitting in the living room and typing on our respective lap tops. It's even past our little bed times. However we will fore go sleep to catch up on our favorite sites and blogs. Man, I really need a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note I think I'm really ready for the holidays. I think I went over board on the kids this year though. Santa usually buys one big gift that they share. However this year we didn't have a "big gift idea". So small individual gifts were purchased, and purchased...and purchased! Ha, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of presents...here is a little laugh for you. I hope you enjoy the holiday season and drop by my site again soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It's your first kiss and several questions might come to mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the right time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone watching?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your partner even want to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your breath fresh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND,---Should you use some tongue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you say, "What the heck!" and just go for it!!!  (SCROLL DOWN...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147424178461567282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/R29TBKF1aTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/yn6wY12-4HE/s400/kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-7067778608837784864?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/7067778608837784864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=7067778608837784864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7067778608837784864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7067778608837784864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-christmas-gift-to-you.html' title='My Christmas Gift to You'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/R29TBKF1aTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/yn6wY12-4HE/s72-c/kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-661554343650511</id><published>2007-12-23T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T12:13:09.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Web Hosting Options</title><content type='html'>I can’t believe Christmas is a mere 2 days away.  This year we are staying close to home.  Since we visited family over Thanksgiving we are having a quiet Christmas.  This is actually a refreshing change.  I think we’ll enjoy a year with out all the chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with time on my hands I went online to investigate my &lt;a href="http://web-hosting.tophostingcenter.com/?p=54"&gt;web hosting&lt;/a&gt; options.  I found THC offers the most affordable web hosting plan on the web.  They claim they host solutions for Bloggers and Small business owners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Rudolf, you pay a one-time payment of 95 USD.  That’s it!  You won’t have to pay for web hosting ever again!  How fantastic is that?  With my one time payment I will have access to 250 GB of disk space, 3000 GB bandwidth, unlimited MYSQL databases, PHP4 webmail, professional website design tools and a free domain for life!.  I think I’m most excited about the professional web design tools they offer.  Seriously!  I would love to have more design options with my blog.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With anything like this, you can’t help but wonder if there are any hidden costs or recurring fees.  With Rudolf there isn’t!  I’m going to do a little more investigating, but I’m really excited about this web hosting opportunity.  I could even have my own domain name.  Yes, these little things excite me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case I don't get back online - Happy Holidays Everyone!!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://urlbrief.com/0488f5"&gt;&lt;img border="0" id="disclosure_bar_18502" src="http://tinyurl.com/2fwwcg" onmouseover="show_disclosure_ad(18502);ad_closed=false;" onmouseout="hide_disclosure_ad();ad_closed=true;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/24b6cq" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-661554343650511?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/661554343650511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=661554343650511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/661554343650511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/661554343650511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/web-hosting-options.html' title='Web Hosting Options'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-7476148395207619318</id><published>2007-12-21T17:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T15:59:04.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twas the Night Before Christmas - Mommy Version</title><content type='html'>I'm tired.  Are you tired?  With all the cleaning, shopping and gift wrapping I'm feeling pretty beat up tonight.  I think I'm caught up on my to-do list at least. Of course I seem to constantly find new things to add to it.  It must be my old age creeping up, as I would be completely lost without my lists.  I used to laugh at my mother and her never ending lists.  Now, years later, I am a person who would be completely and utterly lost without my lists!  Ironic isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, my sister-in-law emailed the below "mommy version" of the story "Twas the Night Before Christmas".  I have never seen this one before and thought it was worth sharing.  Enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twas the Night Before Christmas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twas the night before Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;when all thru the abode&lt;br /&gt;Only one creature was stirring,&lt;br /&gt;and she was cleaning the commode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children were finally sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;all snug in their beds,&lt;br /&gt;while visions of Nintendo and Barbie,&lt;br /&gt;flipped through their heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dad was snoring&lt;br /&gt;in front of the TV,&lt;br /&gt;with a half-constructed bicycle&lt;br /&gt;propped on his knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So only the mom heard&lt;br /&gt;the reindeer hooves clatter,&lt;br /&gt;which made her sigh,&lt;br /&gt;'Now what is the matter?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With toilet bowl brush&lt;br /&gt;still clutched in her hand,&lt;br /&gt;She descended the stairs,&lt;br /&gt;and saw the old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was covered with soot,&lt;br /&gt;which fell when he shrugged,&lt;br /&gt;'Oh great,' muttered the mom,&lt;br /&gt;'Now I have to clean the rug.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ho Ho Ho!' cried Santa,&lt;br /&gt;'I'm glad you're awake.'&lt;br /&gt;'your gift was especially&lt;br /&gt;difficult to make.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Thanks, Santa, but all I want&lt;br /&gt;is some time alone.'&lt;br /&gt;'Exactly!' he chuckled,&lt;br /&gt;'So, I've made you a clone.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A clone?' she muttered,&lt;br /&gt;'What good is that?'&lt;br /&gt;'Run along, Santa,&lt;br /&gt;I've no time to chat.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then out walked the clone -&lt;br /&gt;Her identical twin,&lt;br /&gt;The same hair, the same eyes,&lt;br /&gt;the same double chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'She'll cook, she'll dust,&lt;br /&gt;she'll mop every mess.&lt;br /&gt;You'll relax, take it easy,&lt;br /&gt;and she'll do the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Fantastic!' the mom cheered.&lt;br /&gt;'My dream has come true!'&lt;br /&gt;'I'll shop, I'll read,&lt;br /&gt;I'll sleep a night through!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;From the room above,&lt;br /&gt;the youngest did fret.&lt;br /&gt;'Mommy! Come quickly,&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared and I'm wet.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clone replied,&lt;br /&gt;'I'm coming, sweetheart.'&lt;br /&gt;'Hey,' the mom smiled,&lt;br /&gt;'She sure knows her part.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clone changed the small one&lt;br /&gt;and hummed her tune,&lt;br /&gt;as she bundled the child&lt;br /&gt;in a blanket cocoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You're the best mommy ever.&lt;br /&gt;I really love you.'&lt;br /&gt;The clone smiled and sighed,&lt;br /&gt;'And I love you, too.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mom frowned and said,&lt;br /&gt;'Sorry, Santa, no deal.'&lt;br /&gt;That's my child's LOVE&lt;br /&gt;she is trying to steal.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling wisely Santa said,&lt;br /&gt;'To me it is clear,&lt;br /&gt;Only one loving mother&lt;br /&gt;is needed here.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mom kissed her child&lt;br /&gt;and tucked her in bed.&lt;br /&gt;'Thank You, Santa,&lt;br /&gt;for clearing my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes forget,&lt;br /&gt;it won't be very long,&lt;br /&gt;when they'll be too old&lt;br /&gt;for my cradle and song.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock on the mantle&lt;br /&gt;began to chime.&lt;br /&gt;Santa whispered to the clone,&lt;br /&gt;'It works every time.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the clone by his side&lt;br /&gt;Santa said 'Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas, dear Mom,&lt;br /&gt;You will be all right.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Author Unknown~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-7476148395207619318?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/7476148395207619318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=7476148395207619318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7476148395207619318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7476148395207619318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/twas-night-befor-christmas-mommy.html' title='Twas the Night Before Christmas - Mommy Version'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-2222927074559817863</id><published>2007-12-17T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T20:05:00.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Four Stages of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/R2dGxaF1aSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Q0GuqS7cLWg/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/R2dGxaF1aSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Q0GuqS7cLWg/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145158913925409058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You believe in Santa Claus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) You don't believe in Santa Claus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) You are Santa Claus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) You look like Santa Claus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This one made me smile, so I had to share it!  Happy Holidays everyone!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-2222927074559817863?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/2222927074559817863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=2222927074559817863&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2222927074559817863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2222927074559817863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/four-stages-of-life.html' title='The Four Stages of Life'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/R2dGxaF1aSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Q0GuqS7cLWg/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-6354395904016963982</id><published>2007-12-14T15:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T15:48:45.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight No Chaser - 12 Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/2Fe11OlMiz8' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/2Fe11OlMiz8'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you are not in the Christmas spirit quite yet, this song will do the trick.  &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/7207051198923193531-6354395904016963982?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/6354395904016963982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=6354395904016963982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6354395904016963982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6354395904016963982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/straight-no-chaser-12-days.html' title='Straight No Chaser - 12 Days'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-7174278009166312421</id><published>2007-12-14T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T16:49:13.690-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee'/><title type='text'>Conversation and Coffee!</title><content type='html'>I love, love, LOVE coffee. I think I sometimes even dream about it. Sad, I know. Yet I am not ashamed to admit it. I proudly own my coffee addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today combined a few of my favorite things. One being coffee of course. I met some friends at a local coffee shop. They also happen to make some of the best pastries too. They have a cute play area for little ones as well. Could a mother ask for more? I don't think so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the rush of Christmas and my list of never ending things that need to get done, this was a much needed break. For one glorious hour I was able to sit and chat with friends. I enjoyed a great cup of coffee and a breakfast pastry. All this while my youngest played quietly with the other kids in the play area right next to our table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could start each day this way. It was rejuvenating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-7174278009166312421?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/7174278009166312421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=7174278009166312421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7174278009166312421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7174278009166312421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/conversation-and-coffee.html' title='Conversation and Coffee!'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-2654912112062742010</id><published>2007-12-14T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T14:53:59.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotel Reservations</title><content type='html'>Wow.  The preparation for the holidays is starting to wear me out.  Okay, cancel that thought.  In truth I am already worn out!  I can’t believe Christmas is less then 2 weeks away now.  I feel like I’ll need a holiday after the holidays to recover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will indulge my imagination and dream about booking &lt;a href="http://www.HotelReservations.com"&gt;Hotel Reservations&lt;/a&gt; somewhere warm and tranquil…without my children.  A hotel with a nice tub for a warm bubble bath to soak in.  Yes, that would be nice…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The site HotelReservations.com offers great prices on hotels, motels, resorts and even vacation rentals.  They offer competitive prices and some great deals and discounts for locations throughout the world.  We are talking about Las Vegas, New York, Miami, London, Anaheim and more!  I really like this site as you can plug in your dream destination and the dates you would like to travel and they will give you a list of options.  It is easy to use and offers great information and options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have blogged in the past about how I love to travel.  We haven’t done a lot of this since having kids.  I think my husband and I could really (really) use a get away.  I’m going to be spending some time on this site dreaming and hopefully booking my dream vacation.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yskj9o" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-2654912112062742010?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/2654912112062742010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=2654912112062742010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2654912112062742010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2654912112062742010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/hotel-reservations.html' title='Hotel Reservations'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-6072160458179582751</id><published>2007-12-12T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T19:41:58.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Cold</title><content type='html'>It has been soooo cold out lately.  It should help put me in the Christmas spirit - right?  No!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little whimpy shivering sad mommy!  I feel cold all the time.  Is it a sign of old age?  Like perhaps my circulation is slowing down causing me to be cold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more positive side, my children sure know how to warm my heart.  Today they played "Santa" together.  For a couple of hours this afternoon they took turns being Santa.  Wearing a Santa hat they'd wrap an old toy with a scrap of paper I gave them.  When Santa was ready the other would run up to their rooms and pretend to be a sleep.  Santa would sneak in and leave the present.  They had so much fun, playing it over and over again!  It was fun to be a bystander and just watch and listen from a distance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-6072160458179582751?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/6072160458179582751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=6072160458179582751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6072160458179582751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6072160458179582751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/too-cold.html' title='Too Cold'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-4463685518700472419</id><published>2007-12-11T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T16:49:08.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is coming...</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness! (does anyone besides me still use this expression???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness, Christmas is like two weeks away? Where is the time going? Why am I not done my shopping yet? I almost feel like screaming in sheer panic. So much has been going on lately. It seems the smallest task takes so long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I thankfully (and finally) mailed out all my Christmas cards. I usually have them out the first or second day of December. I thought I was pretty much done my Christmas shopping shortly after Black Friday. (Gotta love the deals the day after Thanksgiving). However more relatives surprised me this year with a request to shop for them. They will send me money and they want me to buy "something" for the kids. Something being the key word here. They have no idea what to get a 6 year old and a 3 year old child I guess. Heck, I can't blame them. I'm running out of ideas myself. Besides, how many toys do these kids need?? Seriously? Yet, they don't want me to bank their money or purchase clothes. They want my kids to open their gift with excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I could ramble on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do plan on hitting the stores again tomorrow. I want to be done before the weekend. Then I have to turn my attention to baking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be the only one feeling overwhelmed by the holidays...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-4463685518700472419?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/4463685518700472419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=4463685518700472419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4463685518700472419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4463685518700472419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-is-coming.html' title='Christmas is coming...'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-538994066956499354</id><published>2007-12-11T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T16:39:14.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep Number Beds</title><content type='html'>I honestly have problems sleeping.  It seems that the moment I close my eyes my head starts to spin.  I begin to make mental notes of all the tasks I need to get done the next day.  I worry about the things I keep pushing to the back burner.  I can’t help it.  I try to relax.  I try to imagine myself lying on the beach and listening the water.  However it never works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end up grabbing a blanket and a pillow and lying on the couch downstairs.  I turn on the TV and flip channels in desperation of something to watch until I’m too tired to think.  My couch is nice and all, but not an ideal bed.  I would like to sleep next to my husband too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has me wondering if a new bed would help me.  Ours is over 10 year old and is a queen size.  (I’ve always dreamt of a king so I could really stretch out and not have to worry about being a bed hog.  I would love to look into owning a Sleep Number bed.  I see commercials for them on TV all the time.  They claim to be adjustable and comfortable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked them up on the internet this afternoon as the kids were watching Dora the Explorer.  I read that they have a quiet digital numeric inflation system.   Think of your bed as a &lt;a href="http://www.sleepbetterstore.com"&gt;air mattress&lt;/a&gt;.  This system allows you to personally adjust the firmness of your mattress.  I think I’d love a softer mattress.  I would love to sink into my bed just a little.  To really snuggle in and feel like I am resting on a cloud.  My husband on the other hand loves our present mattress because of its firmness.  He is however in agreement that it is time to look into a new one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can visualize myself adjusting my side of the bed with a simple push of a button.  Finding just the right firmness that would allow me to relax and let my body and mind rest.  It would make a great Christmas gift.  I’ll need to make some not-to-subtle hints to my husband!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/2bxyjc" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-538994066956499354?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/538994066956499354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=538994066956499354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/538994066956499354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/538994066956499354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/sleep-number-beds.html' title='Sleep Number Beds'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-3414052918137576904</id><published>2007-12-06T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T19:30:21.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spouse</title><content type='html'>Does your spouse ever annoy the heck out of you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately mine has been really, really rubbing me the wrong way. I'm counting the days until his next business trip. I know that is wrong of me. However, it is honestly how I am feeling. It is not like I WANT to feel this way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, I won't let his moodiness ruin my holiday cheer for long. I just have to shake my annoyance off and then focus on my kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost done my shopping.  Almost done.  I think for the most part I just have stocking stuffers to buy for.  Whooo, hooo.  I am getting there.  My next step is starting my Christmas baking!  Yikes!  The thought of starting stresses me out.  Where do people find the time?  And when do you know that you have enough?  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "elders" used to do all the Christmas baking.  It seems that I have now graduated to an elder.  When did this happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grouchy husband, crowded malls, and baking nightmares.  Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-3414052918137576904?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/3414052918137576904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=3414052918137576904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3414052918137576904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3414052918137576904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/spouse.html' title='The Spouse'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-7653632024732139677</id><published>2007-12-06T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T19:07:40.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Massage Chairs</title><content type='html'>Are you feeling the stress?  I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m feeling the stress of holiday shopping and everything that comes a long with getting ready for Christmas.  There are evenings where I wish I could grab the car keys and head out to a spa for a relaxing massage.  I could really use one…one could even argue that I deserve one.  Yet with limited funds and two young kids at home to care for, a trip to the spa isn’t going to happen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at (and daydreaming about) &lt;a href="http://www.humantouch.com/massage-chairs.html"&gt;Massage Chairs&lt;/a&gt;.  The Human Touch HT-7450 Zero Gravity Massage Chair is the award winning leader in massage technology.  It is also the only brand recommended by the American College of Chiropractic Orthopedists.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The HT 7450 Zero Gravity Massage Chair is the newest addition to the extensive line of massage chairs and products by Human Touch.  It is said that this chair virtually reverses the adverse effects of gravity on the body.   Think about that!  It reverses the effects of gravity.  Sounds like sitting on a cloud to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This system incorporates Human Touch’s special massage technology called the Quad Roller system.  This system includes four precise techniques that imitate those used by massage professionals (percussion, rolling, compression, and kneading). This combines the sensations of hands rapidly tapping your back, gently rolling, alternative strokes and kneading out knots).  Sounds like heaven doesn’t it?  I’d love to have my own personal massage at any time I wanted.  I would be in true heaven if I owned something that would ease my soreness and allow me to relax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The HT 7450 Zero Gravity Massage Chair calibrates your body frame as it adjusts according to your personal unique body type.  This allows it to focus on the corrects areas of your body.  You also have the ability to adjust the speed, intensity, location and technique.   What is also fun is it’s unique additional options, such as soothing heat and a relaxing foot massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is ideal for anyone who suffers from back, neck, or spinal pain.  As well as poor circulation, arthritis and diabetes-related foot problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also an ideal for someone like ME.  I thought I’d add that comment in case my dear husband reads this post.  I have learnt that I can not be subtle with hints when it comes to him!  Any one with stress would melt into this chair and feel rejuvinated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-7653632024732139677?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/7653632024732139677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=7653632024732139677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7653632024732139677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7653632024732139677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/massage-chairs.html' title='Massage Chairs'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-2592672214506146318</id><published>2007-12-06T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:27:38.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here come the game shows...</title><content type='html'>I was chatting with a friend today about the writers strike. One of my favorite topics as of late...since...well...the TV is my only form of entertainment it seems. Besides the mishaps that come a long with having children of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the week. The week where most of the last episodes of our favorite shows are aired. Then that is it. No more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I were talking about how this could end a lot of new shows that were just starting out. The ones that had luke warm ratings. When the strike is over, will they return to be given a fair chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus...say the strike ends tomorrow... How long will it take for new shows to be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Written&lt;br /&gt;B. Taped&lt;br /&gt;C. Edited&lt;br /&gt;D. Finally Aired?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, what about the daytime soaps. I'm mighty impressed that they are still airing truthfully. They must tape episodes months and months in advanced. After all the shows air 5 times a week. I heard or read that they are really expensive to produce. With actors, sets, wardrobe, writers etc. Talk is some soaps (the lower rated ones I'm sure) might not return. It would be cheaper for the networks to throw in a game show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah..the game shows. This is what we have to look forward too. Have you seen the advertisements?? They are coming. In leaps and bounds. We are about to inundated with game shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((sigh)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can they not come to an agreement with this strike? Never mind that my entertainment value is going to be greatly lowered. Think about all the people out of work. I'm not even talking about the actors or writers. What about all the people behind the scenes? This strike is a no win situation for everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-2592672214506146318?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/2592672214506146318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=2592672214506146318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2592672214506146318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2592672214506146318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/here-come-game-shows.html' title='Here come the game shows...'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-86169467729900708</id><published>2007-12-05T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T16:29:50.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Online Betting Services</title><content type='html'>Is it a guy thing? I think it is a guy thing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m talking about playing games with online casinos. When the kids are in bed my husband will often sneak off to his computer and play poker. He has won now every now and then. He has been lucky enough to pretty much break even up to this point. You see he isn’t a big gambler. Neither of us are. I know it is his way of unwinding, and we all need that after a long day. For me I unwind with updating my blog and reading others. So I don’t mind him playing poker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bet365 provides my husband with a range of online betting services through their casino. Such as Sportsbook betting, interactive games and a super cool poker playing area. Besides online poker, my hubby has also tried his luck at &lt;a href="http://www.bet365.com/"&gt;football betting&lt;/a&gt;. He enjoys looking around and trying out all the options and games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband really likes bet365 one wallet system. This allows him to use their full range of services through one simple to use management account. It is a secure online environment for all his betting needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I’ll sit with him and watch him play a few hands. I’ll throw my two cents every now and then. Of course I seem to bring the bad luck. So I don’t stick around long. Obviously I’m not his lucky charm in the gambling world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-86169467729900708?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/86169467729900708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=86169467729900708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/86169467729900708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/86169467729900708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/online-betting-services.html' title='Online Betting Services'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-6683512743473047513</id><published>2007-12-04T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T17:26:15.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Cartoons</title><content type='html'>Mickey Mouse, Winnie the Pooh, Charlie Brown... and the list continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis the season for holiday cartoon television specials!  I'm not complaining.  (Yes, I know I tend to complain a lot.  That topic will be saved for another day and another post - thank you very much!)  LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining because I love these cartoons.  I love them for so many different reasons.  Some remind me of my childhood.  The excitement I'd feel sitting in front of the TV watching with my brother.  But mostly I love being the mom now and watching the excitement in my children's faces.  Not to mention the silience and total calmness in the house as their little eyes stay glued to the TV.  Not a peep is said.  Only the occasional laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my kids get older the excitement of Christmas and Santa seems to increase.  I know these years are precious, because before I know it the magic of Santa will be gone.  With one child in Kindergarten, it sadly won't be long before he is told the truth by a classmate.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now I can happily join in the excitement and magic the holidays (or should I say Santa) brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'll be able to truly enjoy this all the more when my shopping is complete!!!  Again, that is another post for another day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-6683512743473047513?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/6683512743473047513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=6683512743473047513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6683512743473047513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6683512743473047513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-cartoons.html' title='Christmas Cartoons'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-2179828583066056172</id><published>2007-12-04T15:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T15:39:15.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Custom Holiday Cards</title><content type='html'>Life has been more then a little hectic lately.  Christmas shopping seems to be taking up most of my free time.  Not only do I have my husband and kids to buy gifts for, but our many relatives that live out of State.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we put up our Christmas tree and took our traditional family picture in front of it.  For the past three years we have been designing our own &lt;a href="http://www.vistaprint.com/vp/holiday07/holiday_cards.aspx"&gt;custom holiday cards&lt;/a&gt;.  They are a lot of fun and great keepsakes.  I keep a scrapbook of all the cards I’ve received from my family and friends over the past few years.  It seems almost everyone is doing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve gone online to see what different printing companies offer.  What I love about the &lt;a href="http://www.vistaprint.com/vp/holiday07/holiday_cards.aspx"&gt;Christmas cards&lt;/a&gt; at Vista Print is the variety of design and sizes they offer.  I’ve always made the 4 x 8 postcard cards.  They are my personal favorite style.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vista Print will print their cards on high-quality stock paper.  The cards include space for your own customized text.  This is common with most card companies.   However, they offer space on the back of the cards as well as the front!  This is new to me and I love the idea.  If you don’t create a Christmas letter, the cards can appear less personal without a message from your family.  These cards allow a short note that really adds a personal touch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With quick shipping and affordable prices I will be ordering my cards with Vista Print this year.  I’m excited.  Now I can go back to stressing over my gift buying, knowing my cards are taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/2c8bd7" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-2179828583066056172?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/2179828583066056172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=2179828583066056172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2179828583066056172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2179828583066056172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/custom-holiday-cards.html' title='Custom Holiday Cards'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-3570508774129840835</id><published>2007-12-03T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:18:14.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He didn't...no surprise there!</title><content type='html'>So a few days ago I blogged about my husband's "dream" of entering the reality television show &lt;a href="http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/will-he-or-wont-he.html" target="0"&gt;Big Brother&lt;/a&gt; house. He had an opportunity to attend a open casting call in our city recently. A long with everyone else here and in surrounding areas of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did he go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't even consider it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No big surprise there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guy is all talk...as I suspected! At least when he starts in on how he could win the show I'll have this to shush him up. Ha, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men!  Are they all like this.  A lot of talk and very little action!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course maybe I should be quiet myself.  If I were to be completely honest, I'd say how I'd love to be on the show "Amazing Race".   A friend of mine and I talk the talk too...  I'd seriously do it though!  Really!  Accept for having to leave my kids for 3 months...  I hope the show will still be on in 5+ years.  What are the odds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is one long ramble about nothing!!  Such as the lack of excitement in my life sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy.  Sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-3570508774129840835?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/3570508774129840835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=3570508774129840835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3570508774129840835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3570508774129840835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/he-didntno-surprise-there.html' title='He didn&apos;t...no surprise there!'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-5806605802417400319</id><published>2007-12-03T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T17:23:53.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey Lite</title><content type='html'>I think I’ve blogged about my cousin in the past.  She has been seriously considering getting the Laparoscopic Adjustable Gastric Banding.  She continues to hesitate, but I think in the New Year she will go a head with the surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are considering this type of surgery I would strongly suggest doing your research.  It is also helpful to talk to qualified physicians as well as patients who have undergone the procedure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could speak with a &lt;a href="http://www.journeylite.com"&gt;lapband doctor&lt;/a&gt; at Journey Lite.  They specialize in Laparoscopic Adjustable Gastric Banding (which is also known as LAGB or the LAP BAND system procedure).  It is designed to help you lose excess body weight, which in turn will improve your health and quality of life.  In a nutshell it restricts the amount of food that can be consumed at one sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This procedure seems fairly simple as the doctor makes tiny incisions and then wraps an inflatable silicone band around the upper part of the stomach.  At Journey Lite a narrow camera is passed through an incision so the surgeon can view the operative site on a nearby video monitor.  It sounds very high tech doesn’t it?  Then the band is locked securely in a ring around the stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In turn, a smaller stomach pouch is created that holds smaller amounts of food.  This causes you to feel fuller quicker.  The upside is you actually eat less and lose weight while still feeling full and satisfied after eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin is very optimistic this could be the answer for her.  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yr5nq3" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-5806605802417400319?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/5806605802417400319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=5806605802417400319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5806605802417400319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5806605802417400319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/journey-lite.html' title='Journey Lite'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-2437266026666667195</id><published>2007-12-03T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T15:03:26.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Engineer's Perspective on Santa - Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;If you have an engineer in your life you may have seen&lt;br /&gt;this ~ but it's just too funny! Personally I'd just&lt;br /&gt;rather believe in the magic of the season!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Engineer's perspective on Santa...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are approximately two billion children (persons&lt;br /&gt;under 18) in the world. However, since Santa does not&lt;br /&gt;visit children of Muslim, Hindu, Jewish or Buddhist&lt;br /&gt;(except maybe in Japan) religions, this reduces the&lt;br /&gt;workload for Christmas night to 15% of the total, or&lt;br /&gt;378 million (according to the population reference&lt;br /&gt;bureau).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At an average (census) rate of 3.5 children per&lt;br /&gt;household, that comes to 108 million homes, presuming&lt;br /&gt;that there is at least one good child in each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different time zones and the rotation of the earth,&lt;br /&gt;assuming he travels east to west (which seems&lt;br /&gt;logical), this works out to 967.7 visits per second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is to say that for each Christian household with&lt;br /&gt;a good child, Santa has around 1/1000th of a second to&lt;br /&gt;park the sleigh, hop out, jump down the chimney, fill&lt;br /&gt;the stockings, distribute the remaining presents under&lt;br /&gt;the tree, eat whatever snacks have been left for him,&lt;br /&gt;get back up the chimney, jump into the sleigh and get&lt;br /&gt;on to the next house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assuming that each of these 108 million stops is&lt;br /&gt;evenly distributed around the earth (which, of course,&lt;br /&gt;we know to be false, but will accept for the purposes&lt;br /&gt;of our calculations), we are now talking about 0.78&lt;br /&gt;miles per household; a total trip of 75.5 million&lt;br /&gt;miles, not counting bathroom stops or breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means Santa's sleigh is moving at 650 miles per&lt;br /&gt;second, 3,000 times the speed of sound. For purposes&lt;br /&gt;of comparison, the fastest manmade vehicle, the&lt;br /&gt;Ulysses space probe, moves at a poky 27.4 miles per&lt;br /&gt;second, and a conventional reindeer can run (at best)&lt;br /&gt;15 miles per hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The payload of the sleigh adds another interesting&lt;br /&gt;element. Assuming that each child gets nothing more&lt;br /&gt;than a medium sized Lego set (two pounds), the sleigh&lt;br /&gt;is carrying over 500 thousand tons, not counting Santa&lt;br /&gt;himself. On land, a conventional reindeer can pull no&lt;br /&gt;more than 300 pounds. Even granting that the “flying”&lt;br /&gt;reindeer could pull ten times the normal amount, the&lt;br /&gt;job can't be done with eight or even nine of them.&lt;br /&gt;Santa would need 360,000 of them. This increases the&lt;br /&gt;payload, not counting the weight of the sleigh,&lt;br /&gt;another 54,000 tons, or roughly seven times the weight&lt;br /&gt;of the Queen Elizabeth (the ship, not the monarch).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;600,000 tons traveling at 650 miles per second creates&lt;br /&gt;enormous air resistance. This would heat up the&lt;br /&gt;reindeer in the same fashion as a spacecraft&lt;br /&gt;reentering the earth’s atmosphere. The lead pair of&lt;br /&gt;reindeer would absorb 14.3 quintillion joules of&lt;br /&gt;energy per second each. In short, they would burst&lt;br /&gt;into flames almost instantaneously, exposing the&lt;br /&gt;reindeer behind them and creating deafening sonic&lt;br /&gt;booms in their wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire reindeer team would be vaporized within&lt;br /&gt;4.26 thousandths of a second, or right about the time&lt;br /&gt;Santa reached the fifth house on his trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that it matters, however, since Santa, as a result&lt;br /&gt;of accelerating from a dead stop to 650 m.p.s. in .001&lt;br /&gt;seconds, would be subjected to acceleration forces of&lt;br /&gt;17,500 g’s. A 250 pound Santa (which seems ludicrously&lt;br /&gt;slim) would be pinned to the back of the sleigh by&lt;br /&gt;4,315,015 pounds of force, instantly crushing his&lt;br /&gt;bones and organs and reducing him to a quivering blob&lt;br /&gt;of pink goo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, even if Santa did exist, he’s dead now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-2437266026666667195?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/2437266026666667195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=2437266026666667195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2437266026666667195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2437266026666667195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/12/engineers-perspective-on-santa-funny.html' title='An Engineer&apos;s Perspective on Santa - Funny'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-4039530837016698378</id><published>2007-11-30T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T22:34:52.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writer's Strike</title><content type='html'>Rumor has it this coming week with be the last for many of our favorite television shows. This writer's strike has gone on for over a month now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read my blog regularly, you know I lack an exciting life (well, what most people would consider exciting anyway). I live for my favorite shows each week. One of my favorites is already affected. The Office. I think they ran out of new shows 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((sigh)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend and I were talking about this on the phone this afternoon. I guess this Sunday is Desperate Housewives last taped episode. My brother told me they may not even air Lost this year...or ever. Not enough episodes have been written to air. It's bad enough this will probably be it's last season. Now because of the writer's strike we may never see another episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed commercials for more game shows. I bet reality tv will be full force again too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is just a post designed for me to pout and complain. I'm a frazzled mom - seriously. I need to escape my life for an hour or two each night. It keeps me sane!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-4039530837016698378?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/4039530837016698378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=4039530837016698378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4039530837016698378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4039530837016698378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/writers-strike.html' title='Writer&apos;s Strike'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-6734774273430154757</id><published>2007-11-30T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T22:37:19.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Credit Offers</title><content type='html'>I visited the website &lt;a href="http://www.badcreditoffers.com/"&gt;bad credit loans&lt;/a&gt; tonight. I’ve heard that the number of consumers with bad credit is growing daily. From what I’ve read, this site is all about helping these consumers get back in the black so to speak. What is unique about this site is they provide visitors the opportunity to compare dozens of credit offers from the major providers. This helps people find the best offer to fit their personal needs. This in the end can help those of us with bad credit rebuild our credit history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also get a copy of your own &lt;a href="http://www.badcreditoffers.com/creditreport/"&gt; credit report&lt;/a&gt; on this site. I can’t say I’ve done it in the past, but it is probably wise to know and monitor your credit history on a regular basis. With identity theft on the rise, it is scary how your credit can be destroyed by fraudulent behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah… credit scores and understanding where we fit in is not an exciting topic. I know I have avoided educating myself for years. Yet, it is important and we need to be responsible when it comes to our finances – right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-6734774273430154757?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/6734774273430154757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=6734774273430154757&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6734774273430154757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6734774273430154757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/bad-credit-offers.html' title='Bad Credit Offers'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-3985643251100873435</id><published>2007-11-30T21:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T21:48:53.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will he, or won't he???</title><content type='html'>My husband...my husband (((sigh)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know he hasn't traveled much this month. It is funny how you can miss him when he is gone. Yet he can drive you crazy when he is around "too long". I'm tempted to casually ask, "so when is your next business trip".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't love him or want him around. Its just that the kids and I have a routine. A daily routine. With my husband home it disrupts it. Some of the simplest things like when we eat dinner. We eat at 6:00 PM instead of 5:00. The kids are out of control by then...and barely eat. I don't know what to do about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, my dear sweet (and some times annoying) husband has always "talked the talk" about how he could win the television show "Big Brother". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...we're old in comparison to the majority of people who go on the show. He'd be considered one of the father figures on the show. Personally (don't tell him) I think he'd be the first voted off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still...he could prove me wrong. They've been advertising that open auditions will be coming to our city. Lets see if he is all talk or not. If he were to get on the show (highly unlikely I know) he could be gone for 3 months over the summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hummmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously the kids and I would miss him.  Yet, on days like today it sounds like a pretty good idea.  Ha, ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-3985643251100873435?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/3985643251100873435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=3985643251100873435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3985643251100873435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3985643251100873435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/will-he-or-wont-he.html' title='Will he, or won&apos;t he???'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-5100568961166889803</id><published>2007-11-29T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T21:39:03.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trusted Tours and Attractions Website</title><content type='html'>I always enjoy sharing great websites. I love to save money and find a great deal. This week I came across a site called &lt;a href="http://www.trustedtours.com/newsletter.aspx"&gt; Trusted Tours and Attractions&lt;/a&gt;. They offer customers discounted tickets to the best tourist attractions to places such as &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/28xayw"&gt;Key West&lt;/a&gt;, Boston, Niagara Falls, Orlando, San Diego and Savannah.  Right now they have a special promotion going on.  Anyone who signs up for the Trusted Travel e-Newsletter is automatically entered to win 4 free tickets to tours in a city of their choice. Their offer ends Friday, December 14th, 2007.  How cool would that be to win???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is planning spring trip. I was doing some research to find out what different tours are available. I noticed this site offers discounted tickets for tourist attractions in Las Vagas. The last time I was there my husband and I were discussing the idea of starting a family. I can’t believe that was 7 years ago. Gosh, 7 years…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I are not big gamblers. We are pretty frugal too. I remember making $20 of gambling money last a day. I know many of you are laughing at me right now. Too funny, I know. How ever we did check out a few shows and we enjoyed the Lake Mead Cruise and Hoover Dam Tour. I remember it being just a beautiful and overwhelming sight to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more then just gambling available in Vegas. I’ve been told it is becoming a popular family destination now too. I’d love to take my kids to the Hoover Dam and they’d probably find the Madame Tussauds Wax Museum a hoot as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love planning trips. I wish we could vacation every month. Who doesn’t? However we haven’t gone on a lot of trips since the kids were born. Now that they get older we can start looking and planning again. Yeah!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://urlbrief.com/bfb814"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/2glnpe" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yvcwoh" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-5100568961166889803?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/5100568961166889803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=5100568961166889803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5100568961166889803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5100568961166889803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/trusted-tours-and-attractions-website.html' title='Trusted Tours and Attractions Website'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-5972284475671758546</id><published>2007-11-29T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T19:37:33.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Happy Marriage - Priceless</title><content type='html'>A couple was celebrating their golden wedding anniversary on the beaches in Montego Bay, Jamaica. Their domestic tranquility had long been the talk of the town. People would say, 'What a peaceful &amp; loving couple'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local newspaper reporter was inquiring as to the secret of their long and happy marriage. The Husband replied: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Well, it dates back to our honeymoon in America", explained the man. "We visited the Grand Canyon, in Arizona, and took a trip down to the bottom of the canyon, by horse. We hadn't gone too far when my wife's horse stumbled and she almost fell off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife looked down at the horse and quietly said, "That's once". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We proceeded a little further and her horse stumbled again. Again my wife quietly said, "That's twice". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hadn't gone a half-mile when the horse stumbled for the third time my wife quietly removed a revolver from her purse and shot the horse dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHOUTED at her, "What's wrong with you, Woman! Why did you shoot the poor animal like that, are you crazy!?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at ME, and quietly  said, "That's once". And from that moment..... we have lived happily every after".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-5972284475671758546?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/5972284475671758546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=5972284475671758546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5972284475671758546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5972284475671758546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-marriage-priceless.html' title='A Happy Marriage - Priceless'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-9096324261394016200</id><published>2007-11-26T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T22:09:59.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Galco Holster Makes a Unique Gift Idea!</title><content type='html'>So… Have you ever wondered to yourself, “Where could I find myself a rocking pair of covert khaki pants or say a &lt;a href="http://www.511tacticaloutdoors.com"&gt;galco holster&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No? You really haven’t?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean? Are stay-at-home moms not into these things? Say it is not so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’m in one of my strange moods. Still, I found it fun browsing through the 511TacticalOutdoors.com website. They carry a very impressive inventory and they say they can ship most of their orders within 24 hours. That is impressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know with Christmas just around the corner this site could honestly provide some unique gift ideas for the men in our lives. I’m considering 5.11 boots for my husband. They come with 3 pairs of free socks. What a deal! I am all about deals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I’m a little loopy after a week with my in-laws. It’s nice to be home. More later!&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/2g9sqk" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-9096324261394016200?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/9096324261394016200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=9096324261394016200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/9096324261394016200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/9096324261394016200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/galco-holster-makes-unique-gift-idea.html' title='A Galco Holster Makes a Unique Gift Idea!'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-4775733113921643422</id><published>2007-11-22T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T20:14:30.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Turkey Day!</title><content type='html'>Oh how I have missed my computer!  Sad to say, but oh so true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been at my brother's place this past week.  It's been great visiting family, but with kids it has also been a little crazy and dare I say a little stressful.  Still, it's been worth every frazzled moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now the men folk are watching football (and drinking a few beers).  I'm enjoying my glass of wine (now that the kiddos are in bed).  Any way, I couldn't stop myself from stealing a few minutes and going online.  My sister-in-law is still busy with her kids, so I'm blogging (somewhat) guilt free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we work all day to make a meal that lasts maybe 20 minutes.  Then the clean-up afterwards?  And why are we back in the 1950's when it comes to Thanksgiving?  The women, at least in my family, do all the work.  The men just sit infront of he TV.  They don't even want to help with the kids.  Instead they keep re-directly the kiddos back into the kitchen to get in our way.  Hello!  Annoying!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I sound bitter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling a little bitter right now.  I'm sure I'll be fine after I finish my glass of wine.  However, I think next year we should insist the men cook, clean and provide full-time child care while the women watch chick flicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!  I'll see you bright and early at the stores tomorrow!.  Gotta love Black Friday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-4775733113921643422?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/4775733113921643422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=4775733113921643422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4775733113921643422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4775733113921643422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-turkey-day.html' title='Happy Turkey Day!'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-2111922845865106465</id><published>2007-11-22T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:56:33.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Costs Money</title><content type='html'>I think most of us have been in a financial bind at one time or another.  This is something we don’t usually admit to our friends or family.  It’s a pride thing I guess.  Yet, they too have most likely been in the same situation.  A time or two when money has gotten tight and they have found themselves in a bind.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I understand this all too well.  &lt;a href="http://www.paydayloanquotes.com"&gt;No Fax Payday Loans&lt;/a&gt; has helped us more then once.  This is something that I wouldn’t normally admit in a regular conversation.  Yet, there is no shame in it.  Life happens.  A car unexpectedly breaks down or unexpected dental work just can’t wait.  Life creates expenses and sometimes it can add up too quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Payday Loans is an answer to short-term cash loans to help get you through life’s little unexpected surprises.  You can receive any where from $200 to $1500 in as little as 24 hours.  They welcome all credit levels and there is not ugly paperwork to fill out.  Instead you can fill out your application online in seconds.  Most importantly this is confidential and secure online service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not sure this is right for you consider getting a free quote.  There are no obligations or strings attached.  With the expenses of the holiday season approaching, Payday Loans may be your answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-2111922845865106465?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/2111922845865106465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=2111922845865106465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2111922845865106465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2111922845865106465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/life-costs-money.html' title='Life Costs Money'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-3784622496648445019</id><published>2007-11-12T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:07:19.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facts About Mothers</title><content type='html'>I was wondering aimlessly around the web this evening and came across some interesting facts that I thought was worth sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 billion mothers in the World (82.5 million in the U.S.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First-time Moms: Average age of new moms is 25, vs. 21 in 1970&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids: Modern moms average 2 kids (1950s: 3.5 kids; 1700s: 7-10 kids)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many diaper changes will a baby have by their 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday??  7,300 !!!  I had 2 children so the lowest number of diapers I have changed is a staggering 14,600.  Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of diaper changes... there is even a documented changing speed for Moms and Dads.  Moms take 2 minutes, 5 seconds (adds up to 3 40-hour work weeks each year!) , vs. 1 minute, 36 seconds for dads.  I'd love to know how these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;statistics&lt;/span&gt; were  made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bit of information is my favorite.  I can say that it is 100% &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;accurate&lt;/span&gt; too.  Since I am a mother to a preschooler I was not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; to read that they require mom's attention once every 4 minutes or 210 times a day!!!  It is a miracle we can still stand and even smile at the end of the day isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly I had to share this little bit of mom trivia.  It made me laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do mothers multi-task in the bathroom?  Read on if you really want to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading is the most common activity, followed by talking on the phone, meditating, watching TV, drinking coffee, eating and balancing the checkbook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-3784622496648445019?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/3784622496648445019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=3784622496648445019&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3784622496648445019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3784622496648445019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/facts-about-mothers.html' title='Facts About Mothers'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-8223274021157128741</id><published>2007-11-11T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T15:24:01.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank Goodness It's Sunday</title><content type='html'>We'll sort of.  It's a long weekend due to Veteran's Day.  It's going to feel extra long in our house.  It has been raining cats and dogs for the last 3 days.  The kids are going stir crazy.  Which in turn is making me one very (VERY) cranky and frazzled mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon the clouds parted briefly.  Long enough for the kids to put on their rain boots and go for a bike ride.  Yes, they came home muddy wet messes.  However they had a lot of fun riding their bike through the puddles.  They needed the fresh air.  I also needed them to let some energy out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the clouds are returning.  It's only 3 PM and it getting dark out.  It is so gloomy.  It feels like it should be at least 8 PM.  It is going to be a long afternoon until bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just days that I wish I could snuggle in under the covers and read a good book or watch a favorite movie.  The kids are (obviously) not into that.  So sadly, I'm just going to watch the clock as I anticipate the second episode of The Amazing Race tonight.  I would love to be on this show!  I would suck at it, but none the less I would jump at the chance at giving it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another boring post from Frazzled Mom.  Sorry!  I seriously need to get a life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-8223274021157128741?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/8223274021157128741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=8223274021157128741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/8223274021157128741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/8223274021157128741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/thank-goodness-its-sunday.html' title='Thank Goodness It&apos;s Sunday'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-4675337056860545789</id><published>2007-11-09T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:26:25.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dental Pain of a Christmas Past</title><content type='html'>My Christmas five years ago was one I sometimes wish I could forget. There are several reasons why I feel this way. Prehaps the main reason would be that my mother-n-law was staying with us. Need I say more? Ha,ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However on a much brighter note, it was my daughter’s very first Christmas. She was only 8 months old and I had found the most darling little Christmas dress for her. Our son was 3 and the magic of Christmas (and Santa) was all new to him. Their little faces brought such needed joy to my husband and I that year. It is these memories of my children that I try to think of when looking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, at the time I think what almost drew me over the edge was the sudden toothache I felt. As luck would have it, it occurred during our Christmas dinner. Actually the phrase “toothache” sounds much too mild. In reality it felt like an electric shock that started in one tooth and traveled down into my jaw. I had never felt such pain before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would the odds be of finding a place open on Christmas? In my case, the odds were not good. We lived in a small city that was town-like in so many ways. I was stuck until the following day. I was fine as long as I didn’t try to eat or drink anything. You have to admit this was sort of a cruel irony considering I had spent weeks preparing a delicious holiday feast. Now I had to sit (feeling a little awkward and embarrassed) watching the rest of our family eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really needed was some &lt;a href="http://www.majesticdrug.com/dentemp_os.htm"&gt;temporary dental repair&lt;/a&gt;. I could of used something that would of taken away the pain and could of allowed me to enjoy our Christmas evening. I wish I had known about &lt;a href="http://www.majesticdrug.com/dentemp_os.htm"&gt;Dentemp OS&lt;/a&gt; back then. It is a 60 minute solution that would have prevented my pain and the embarrassment I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentemp OS was developed by a Dentist to provide fast, temporary relief of pain and discomfort. It is easy to use with no mixing or mess. It can temporarily replace lost fillings or even cement loose crowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is incredible about this product is you can eat on it within 30 minutes of setting. I sure could of used this product that Christmas five years ago!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-4675337056860545789?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/4675337056860545789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=4675337056860545789&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4675337056860545789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4675337056860545789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/dental-pain-of-christmas-past.html' title='Dental Pain of a Christmas Past'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-7216198394410287553</id><published>2007-11-08T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T21:52:55.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangman Fun</title><content type='html'>This is not a sponsored post.  This is just me sharing a fun link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dedge.com/flash/hangman" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dedge.com/media/halloween120x60.jpg" alt="Halloween Hangman created by The Dimension's Edge, Inc." width="120" height="60" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this was being passed around before Halloween.  So this may be old news for everyone but me.  However, they have tweaked it a little for Thanksgiving.  So if you enjoy a good game of hangman, this is where you want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to remember the last time I actually played the game.  I probably was in middle school....maybe high school.  I am certain I never played it in College.  It really wasn't a game I enjoyed as a kid.  Somehow the electronic version is so much more fun.  Am I the only one who thinks this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like bingo.   I played it a lot growing up with my Grandma.  I have a true love for it because of that.  Yet, when the casinos came out with the electronic version, my cousin and I were GIDDY.  The first time we played was so exciting.  Gosh, this is sounding geekier and geekier isn't it?  I'm sounding pathetic again.  Ahhhhh life as a frazzled, sleep deprived mom.  It really is the simple things that excite me these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still... if you like Hangman check out the link.   I'm going to head back there now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-7216198394410287553?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/7216198394410287553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=7216198394410287553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7216198394410287553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7216198394410287553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/hangman-fun.html' title='Hangman Fun'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-3397021811064412630</id><published>2007-11-08T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:28:12.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alzheimer's eStore Offers Great Holiday Gift Ideas</title><content type='html'>As the holiday season approaches we all begin to create our gift list for our loved ones. This year I am looking at how my money can be better spent. I can do this by gifting a donation or by purchasing a gift from the Alzheimer’s Foundation of America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alzfdn.org/contribute/index.shtml"&gt;Alzheimer’s&lt;/a&gt; is such a debilitating disease. It is defined as a progressive, degenerative disorder that attacks the brain’s nerve cells, or neurons. This results in the loss of memory, thinking and language skills and behavioral changes. The Alzheimer’s Foundation’s mission is to provide optimal care and services to individuals confronting dementia, and to their caregivers and families – through member organizations dedicated to improving quality of life. It is understood that although a cure to Alzheimer’s is important, ensuring quality care for those who are suffering from this disease today should not be overlooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/2e2ffp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Alzheimer’s Foundation of America eStore holds a great selection of &lt;a href="http://www.alzfdn.org/estore.shtml"&gt;holiday gift&lt;/a&gt; ideas. Such as an exclusive collection of fine jewelry, t-shirts, and hats. There are plenty of lower priced items as well, including pins, key chains, and magnets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With these products from their eStore, the Alzheimer’s Foundation hopes to raise awareness and enhance the knowledge of Alzheimer’s disease and related illnesses. This will help further their mission of providing optimal care to those affected. It is important to note that all the proceeds from their sales support the Alzheimer foundation’s programs, services and member organizations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was truly saddened when I read that it is estimated that the Alzheimer’s disease currently affects more than five million Americans. I think we all know of someone (whether in our family or a friend) that has been affected by this terrible disease. They project that the number of Americans with Alzheimer’s could more then triple to 16 million by mid-century. 16 million! This means if you are one of the few lucky people who have not had a loved one affected by this disease, you most likely will in the future. For as our population ages this disease will impact a greater number of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you are creating your holiday Christmas list, please take a moment to browse the Alzheimer’s eStore. Not only could you find the perfect gift for a loved one, you’ll also be contributing to helping families suffering from the effects of this cruel disease.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-3397021811064412630?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/3397021811064412630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=3397021811064412630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3397021811064412630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3397021811064412630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/alzheimers-estore-offers-great-holiday.html' title='Alzheimer&apos;s eStore Offers Great Holiday Gift Ideas'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-2382548460737697625</id><published>2007-11-08T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T18:41:38.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5:00 AM Freak Out</title><content type='html'>This morning around 5:00 AM I woke up with a terrible start.  I swear I heard our sliding glass door close downstairs.  The door that opens to our back yard from the kitchen.  My husband of course is away on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt; (a 2 day trip - and the only one for this month - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;whoo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I honestly started to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hyperventilate&lt;/span&gt;.  I couldn't breath and my heart was pounding so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;incredibly&lt;/span&gt; fast and hard.  It was scary because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;realized&lt;/span&gt; that if someone was really in my house my fear would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;paralyze&lt;/span&gt; me from protecting my children.  I always secretly thought I'd be the type to scream and fight...you know...basically save the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was little and would wake up from a bad dream.  I would scream out to my mom and only a whisper would come out.  I was so scared I couldn't scream or yell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I haven't changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully it wasn't the sliding door I heard early this morning.  It could of been my imagination or just one of the kids stirring.  It took me a long time to shake off the fear though.  I'm not sure how well I'll sleep tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-2382548460737697625?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/2382548460737697625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=2382548460737697625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2382548460737697625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2382548460737697625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/500-am-freak-out.html' title='5:00 AM Freak Out'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-1905417320740390596</id><published>2007-11-08T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T18:21:26.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Care Home Options</title><content type='html'>I came across a very interesting site today.  It provides answers to crucial questions for those wishing more information and options on &lt;a href="http://www.bettercaring.com"&gt;care home&lt;/a&gt; services in the UK.  This site is ideal whether you are looking for yourself or for a loved one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The site’s design provides easy navigation and operates on color-coded channels.  This will allow you to easily look at all of the care options that are available to you.  For example there is an online database that will allow you to see all the registered UK care homes within your area. With this type of information at your fingertips you can’t help but feel secure with the decisions you make. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides providing information on your care options, this site also provides daily care news and views.  You will also receive tips on locating the right care home from care experts.  On top of all this, there is also a community forum.  This forum gives you the opportunity to discuss with others your personal experiences within the care system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This site provides resources covering all the issues that are important to you.  By educating yourself with the needed knowledge you will have the piece of mind that you have found the right care for your needs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-1905417320740390596?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/1905417320740390596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=1905417320740390596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/1905417320740390596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/1905417320740390596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/care-home-options.html' title='Care Home Options'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-2442766303532282344</id><published>2007-11-06T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T18:03:51.710-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creepy Neighbor'/><title type='text'>Creepy Neighbor Update</title><content type='html'>Well, after some nagging on my part, my friend a few doors down emailed me another picture of creepy neighbor’s back yard. Recently I wrote about him &lt;a href="http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/10/makes-you-wonder.html"&gt;digging holes in his backyard&lt;/a&gt; and terrorizing my friend’s dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129910530268569090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/RzEacqYxngI/AAAAAAAAAMc/04SyEwzRD-c/s400/backyard2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this new picture it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t appear to be holes he was digging. Instead it looks like he was making small hills back there. I know absolutely nothing about landscaping, so I am not to sure what his plan is. He did put some black stuff around the hills. Does anyone know what that is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newest rumor in the neighborhood about him revolves around the mystery of the police car in his driveway a few weeks back. Since then he has kept a very, very low profile. Apparently a family made a complaint. They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t like that he was always out and interacting with their son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, some might think this was over-reacting. It is a tough call as a parent. Personally speaking I have felt uneasy around this man since the day I met him. He would always approach me when I was outside with the kids. It got to the point that I avoided the front yard. He never paid much attention to my two children though. He just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;creeped&lt;/span&gt; me out. Several neighbors have felt the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This family who made a complaint found out that he does not have a police record. This does make me feel a little better. I guess the police made a courtesy visit and spoke with him. He obviously took the warning seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is probably more to the story. I have a lot of questions. I don’t know this family who made the complaint. I am not one to just go knock on a stranger’s door. Still, I am tempted too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet...I sort of have conflicted feelings. What if he is a lonely guy who lacks proper socialization skills? He could be harmless. If that is the case I feel really bad. Yet, I was always taught to trust my instincts…and this guy really makes me uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the type of drama I need in my little life. I wish we could just move to a new area of town. The thing is you can never control who your neighbors will be. I hated feeling captive in my house this summer. I even had my husband picking the mail up so I wouldn't have to walk past his house to our mail box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...I'm just rambling now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-2442766303532282344?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/2442766303532282344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=2442766303532282344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2442766303532282344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2442766303532282344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/creepy-neighbor-update.html' title='Creepy Neighbor Update'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/RzEacqYxngI/AAAAAAAAAMc/04SyEwzRD-c/s72-c/backyard2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-5776576477685362406</id><published>2007-11-06T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T17:10:02.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money Gets Tight</title><content type='html'>Money is always tight in our household.  It is one of the sacrifices you make when one parent stays home full-time when the kids are young.  This is one of the reasons why I have started to do some paid blog postings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found an easy to use online website that provides consumers with a free payday loan calculator.  This site provides multiple quotes on payday loans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A payday loan is like a quick cash advance and a helpful way to bridge your short term financial needs between your paydays without a credit check.  Think of it as a short-term loan that can range from $100 to $1,500. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all get in financial binds at times.  &lt;a href="http://www.paydayloanquotes.com"&gt;No Fax Payday Loans&lt;/a&gt; is a reassuring option to have.  Your loan can be electronically deposited and repaid right from your checking account on mutually agreed dates.  How simple is that?  Speaking from experience, it beats calling up your mom and asking for a loan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-5776576477685362406?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/5776576477685362406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=5776576477685362406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5776576477685362406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5776576477685362406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/money-gets-tight.html' title='Money Gets Tight'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-3808860211504158046</id><published>2007-11-05T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T18:06:05.543-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><title type='text'>Mommy Going Potty....</title><content type='html'>A 3-year-old tells all from his mother's restroom stall.&lt;br /&gt;By Shannon Popkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little guy, Cade, is quite a talker. He loves to communicate and does it quite well. He talks to people constantly, whether we're in the library, the grocery store or at a drive-thru window. People often comment on how clearly he speaks for a just-turned-3-year-old. And you never have to ask him to turn up the volume. It's always fully cranked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There've been several embarrassing times that I've wished the meaning of his words would have been masked by a not-so-audible voice, but never have I wished this more than last week at Costco. Halfway, through our shopping trip, nature called, so I took Cade with me into the restroom. If you'd been one of the ladies in the restroom that evening, this is what you would have heard coming from the second to the last stall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, are you gonna go potty? Oh! Why are you putting toiwet paper on the potty, Mommy? Oh! You gonna sit down on DA toiwet paper now? Mommy, what are you doing? Mommy, are you gonna go stinkies on the potty?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I started mentally counting how many women had been in the bathroom when I walked in. Several stalls were full ... 4? 5? Maybe we could wait until they all left before I had to make my debut out of this stall and reveal my identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade continued, "Mommy, you ARE going stinkies aren't you? Oh, dats a good girl, Mommy! Are you gonna get some candy for going stinkies on the potty? Let me see doze stinkies, Mommy! Oh ... Mommy! I'm trying to see in dere. Oh! I see dem. Dat is a very good girl, Mommy. You are gonna get some candy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a few faint chuckles coming from the stalls on either side of me. Where is a screaming new born when you need her? Good grief. This was really getting embarrassing. I was definitely waiting a long time before exiting. Trying to divert him, I said, "Why don't you look in Mommy's purse and see if you can find some candy We' ll both have some!" "No, I'm trying to see doze more stinkies. Oh! Mommy!" He started to gag at this point. "Uh oh, Mommy. I fink I'm gonna frow up. Mommy, doze stinkies are making me frow up!! Dat is so gross!!" As the gags became louder, so did the chuckles outside my stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly flushed the toilet in hopes of changing the subject. I began to reason with myself: OK. There are four other toilets. If I count four flushes, I can be reasonably assured that those who overheard this embarrassing monologue will be long gone. "Mommy! Would you get off the potty, now? I want you to be done going stinkies! Get up! Get up!" He grunted as he tried to pull me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I could hear full-blown laughter. I bent down to count the feet outside my door. "Oh, are you wooking under dere, Mommy? You wooking under DA door? What were you wooking at, Mommy? You wooking at the wady's feet?" More laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood inside the locked door and tried to assess the situation. "Mommy, it's time to wash our hands, now. We have to go out now, Mommy." He started pounding on the door. "Mommy, don't you want to wash your hands? I want to go out!!" I saw that my "wait 'em out" plan was unraveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sheepishly opened the door, and found standing outside my stall, twenty to thirty ladies crowded around the stall, all smiling and starting to applaud. My first thought was complete embarrassment, then I thought, "Where's the fine print on the 'motherhood contract' where I signed away every bit of my dignity and privacy?" But as my little boy gave me a big, cheeky grin while he rubbed bubbly soap between his chubby little hands, I thought, I'd sign it all away again, just to be known as Mommy to this little fellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Shannon Popkin is a freelance writer and mother of three. She lives with her family in Grand Rapids , Michigan , where she no longer uses public restrooms)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-3808860211504158046?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/3808860211504158046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=3808860211504158046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3808860211504158046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3808860211504158046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/mommy-going-potty.html' title='Mommy Going Potty....'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-5154460901847537379</id><published>2007-11-04T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T20:39:14.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Race 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woo Hooo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The twelfth season of the Amazing Race has started! I love this show beyond words. If there was a way I could get on any reality TV show of my choice, this one would be it. This is rather funny considering I'm not the most adventurous person out there. Still, when I watch this show my heart rate increases, and my muscles tense up. I am there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, as there as much as any middle aged women with bowl of potato chips sitting in front of her TV can be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, I forget that is who I am and literally imagine what it would be like if I was the one who was performing the tasks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, in previous posts we have established that I need a life. So please let me live vicariously though this show okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/Ry6dfKYxnfI/AAAAAAAAAMU/uIw_bdI0edA/s1600-h/amazingrace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129210184311348722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/Ry6dfKYxnfI/AAAAAAAAAMU/uIw_bdI0edA/s200/amazingrace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is early on, but right now my favorite team (and the one I believe will be the one to beat) is Rachel &amp;amp; T.K. They are a newly dating couple, which in past shows doesn't prove to be a strong match. Still from what I have seen in the show's first episode they have worked well together, and are extremely competitive. Perhaps most importantly they have stayed calm with one another and have handled stressful situations extremely well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This show just rocks. I can't wait until next Sunday now!!!&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/7207051198923193531-5154460901847537379?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/5154460901847537379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=5154460901847537379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5154460901847537379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/5154460901847537379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/amazing-race-12.html' title='Amazing Race 12'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/Ry6dfKYxnfI/AAAAAAAAAMU/uIw_bdI0edA/s72-c/amazingrace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-2155209621863174543</id><published>2007-11-04T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:30:57.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to Read</title><content type='html'>My little guy is in Kindergarten and he is starting to learn how to read.  Things have really changed since I was 5 years old.  It is exciting working on his homework each night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes!  He has nightly homework in Kindergarten.  It is only on average 10 minutes of work each night.  Right now he loves the one on one attention.  It tends to focus on something he learnt in school that day.  So he is excited to share with me and even show off a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve been working on his reading (and even some full on sentence writing).  All this and it is only the beginning of November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly hope my son’s love and excitement for learning how to read continues.  If not I won’t hesitate to provide him with &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/2xb7yk"&gt;Reading Tutors&lt;/a&gt; from a Score Learning Center.  They assist children ages 4 to 14 make significant academic progress within an innovative tutoring environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe children with confidence in themselves and the drive to put in the needed effort will do well in school.  This is where a tutor can really help a child that is struggling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-2155209621863174543?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/2155209621863174543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=2155209621863174543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2155209621863174543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2155209621863174543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/learning-to-read.html' title='Learning to Read'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-7596705961952513891</id><published>2007-11-04T18:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T18:28:39.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heffalump Hell</title><content type='html'>So...it's after dinner and what our family calls "quiet time".  This is when we try to wind down the kids in hopes to make the transition to bed time easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me what show they have asked to watch tonight?  It happens to be the same show they have watched straight each evening for the past...oh 14 or so nights!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winnie The Pooh's Halloween Heffalump movie.  Oh the pain of being a mother sometimes.  I have casually slid my lap top onto my lap and hope they will stay far too engrossed in their show to be insulted that their mother is blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not get me wrong.  This movie is cute and fun...all that stuff.  Yet, one can only watch it so many times in a row.  It is over an hour long and I could probably recite it word by word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time change is getting to me to.  I'm tired.  Okay...I know I am old and it is showing.  Any way, right now I'm counting the minutes until the new season of the Amazing Race starts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will grin and bare it through this Halloween movie knowing the kids will be off to bed soon and my show will soon begin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-7596705961952513891?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/7596705961952513891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=7596705961952513891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7596705961952513891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7596705961952513891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/heffalump-hell.html' title='Heffalump Hell'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-9129678689548812124</id><published>2007-11-04T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:32:41.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenge Rocks</title><content type='html'>Revenge can rock sometimes. I read this story and I had to share it. It is a typical story warning all men to &lt;a href="http://www.buyyourcar.co.uk/Spec/Jaguar/S-Type/Code/USDJAB927HE10618326.aspx"&gt;beware of a woman scorned&lt;/a&gt;. In this case a wife found out her husband had cheated on her. However, she wasn’t shy about taking revenge on him. The first thing she did was throw paint on his new jaguar. Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yto2rm" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/Ry3_Z6YxndI/AAAAAAAAAME/D8aW_5jN9Uc/s1600-h/paintcar.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then she had a better idea. Although it was technically his car, it was registered in her name. So she contacted a web based car selling company in the UK (where she lives). They will advertise your car on their website for a flat fee of £4.95 (no matter how long it takes to sell). This site sells &lt;a href="http://www.buyyourcar.co.uk/New-Car.aspx"&gt;new cars&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.buyyourcar.co.uk/Used-Car.aspx"&gt;used cars&lt;/a&gt;, and provides &lt;a href="http://www.buyyourcar.co.uk/loans.aspx"&gt;car loans&lt;/a&gt;. They are a leading web based company that receives thousands upon thousands of hits per week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this scorned wife new she wouldn’t have a problem finding an interested buyer. Even with the new paint job she had given the car. You can &lt;a href="http://www.buyyourcar.co.uk/Spec/Jaguar/S-Type/Code/USDJAB927HE10618326.aspx"&gt;view the listing&lt;/a&gt; and her description of why she is selling the car. It is priced at a steal too. This revenged filled wife is selling her husband's Jaguar for approximately half of it value. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sends out a lot of warnings doesn’t it? Besides the basic one that it never pays to cheat. It is also important to keep all your assets in your name. I can’t say I’d ever go this far in getting back at someone who cheated on me. Still, you can understand why she would want to hurt him back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-9129678689548812124?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/9129678689548812124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=9129678689548812124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/9129678689548812124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/9129678689548812124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/revenge-rocks.html' title='Revenge Rocks'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-4156933384278905893</id><published>2007-11-02T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T17:50:16.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creepy Neighbor'/><title type='text'>Creepy Neighbor</title><content type='html'>I wish I had more of an update on my creepy neighbor.  However, he continues to keep a low profile.  He and his wife didn't even hand out candy this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend who lives right next door to them informed me that they still haven't planted any trees.  As it turns out they didn't so much as &lt;a href="http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/10/holes-are-dug.html" target="0"&gt;dig holes&lt;/a&gt; as make little hills (???).  Yeah, I'm not sure about that either.  She said she'd take another picture and send it to me so I'd know what she means.  I'll post it as soon as I get it.  Either way he has been in hiding.  There hasn't been any more poodle stare downs either, which is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my neighbors that I don't know very well wants to hold a pot luck dinner for Thanksgiving.  For those of us who do not have any plans for holiday.  I wonder if he was invited.  We'll be out of town visiting family.  I'll be curious to hear the gossip when I return though.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh...I am really becoming like my Great Aunt.  All I need to do is perch on a stool in front of my kitchen window and watch my neighbors come and go.  Oh wait...creepy neighbor is already doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for the picture.  I will hound my friend until she finally takes it for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-4156933384278905893?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/4156933384278905893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=4156933384278905893&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4156933384278905893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4156933384278905893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/creepy-neighbor.html' title='Creepy Neighbor'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-8354098759709286160</id><published>2007-11-02T16:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:20:39.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The LAP-BAND System</title><content type='html'>A little while ago I wrote about my cousin who is seriously looking into having the &lt;a href="http://www.richardcolliermd.com/"&gt;conroe lap band&lt;/a&gt; procedure done. She has struggled with her weight since she was in elementary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From reading Dr. Richard Collier’s (a Lap Band Surgeon in the Woodlands, Houston Conroe and Kingwood TX area) website I have learnt this procedure is completely reversible. They emphasize that their patient’s comfort is of the utmost importance to them. They help you feel at ease with roomier gowns, wider hallways and chairs without arms. They also provide restrooms with handicap railings for support and ease. It can be the little things that make a big difference in the care you receive. It really sounds like they do all that they can to provide a soothing environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Richard Collier specializes in the laparoscopic adjustable gastric banding procedure. This is more commonly known as the LAPBAND System. I never knew this was proformed on an outpatient basis. This is ideal as you can rest in the comfort of your own home and bed later the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn about this procedure the more at ease I feel at the idea of my cousin going forward with the surgery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-8354098759709286160?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/8354098759709286160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=8354098759709286160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/8354098759709286160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/8354098759709286160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/lap-band-system.html' title='The LAP-BAND System'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-7506681383372045426</id><published>2007-11-02T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T10:47:02.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Samantha Who?</title><content type='html'>Okay, if you read my sad little blog, you know I'm a little addicted to the TV. My nights (after the little ones are off to bed) are usually spent in front of the television. I watch far too much of it...this I know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, I've been really disappointed with a lot of the new shows out this season. Even some of my old favorites are just not doing it for me this year. Like my old favorite Grey's Anatomy. Lets not even discuss how unrealistic some of the story lines are on the spin off Private Practice. (((sigh)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say my surprising new favorite show is "Samantha Who" It is really worth checking out. Honestly.  If you want a fun light hearted half hour show, this is it.  It stars Christina Appligate as a woman who lost her memory. Now she is trying to start her life over and continues to find out terrible things she has done in her past. Lets just say she wasn't a very nice person. The show is funny. Seriously funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not convinced this show is worth checking out? It also stars Barry Watson from "What About Brian" fame.  Just saying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-7506681383372045426?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/7506681383372045426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=7506681383372045426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7506681383372045426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7506681383372045426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/samantha-who.html' title='Samantha Who?'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-8636327699863796966</id><published>2007-11-02T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:21:32.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Product Reviews</title><content type='html'>I really love the internet. You can find information on anything and everything. One thing I am really enjoying is reading what other consumers like myself think of different products. If you are curious to know what products really work, check out trustsource.org. On this website you can read reviews written by consumers (every day people like us) that have used the products you are interested in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this site you can find reviews on so many different products. For example, do you have issues with &lt;a href="http://www.trustsource.org/hemorrhoids"&gt;hemorrhoids&lt;/a&gt;? Okay, if you do, you may not want to admit it. However there are new hemorrhoid products entering the market daily. Like all the items listed on Trust Source, they have been evaluated and compared against the claims they have made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can participate and share your views on products too. Simply rank a product by rating it from 1 star (poor) to 5 stars (best). You also have the option to leave a comment about the item. Your experience can help others when researching the right product for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This site is very user friendly and makes it easy to view which products are the best over all value.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-8636327699863796966?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/8636327699863796966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=8636327699863796966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/8636327699863796966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/8636327699863796966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/product-reviews.html' title='Product Reviews'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-4560306874496178527</id><published>2007-11-02T09:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T09:53:02.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Hang Over</title><content type='html'>I was up late last night. I was fighting a terrible migraine. I think I over did it on Halloween chocolate while watching TV earlier. I lead such a sad little life, don't I? I don't know. Chocolate is such a weakness of mine. Yet, I know if I eat too much of it I will get a bad migraine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in my late 30's. You'd think I would know better by now. I regulate how much candy my kids eat. Why can't I enforce the same rules on myself? Sad, sad, sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am not feeling the best. Partly because I'm still dealing with my Halloween hang over. As well, I am feeling a little foolish and embarrassed by my chocolate binging. When did I become a middle aged mom who sits around eating junk food at night? I really, really need to get out more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have my little girl home with me.  She is sick too.  Except she has a cold.  A lovely runny nose and a terrible sounding cough.  I'm letting lay low and rest.  She is watching Snow White right now.  Hopefully we both will be feeling better for the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-4560306874496178527?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/4560306874496178527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=4560306874496178527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4560306874496178527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4560306874496178527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween-hang-over.html' title='Halloween Hang Over'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-2263531459912869427</id><published>2007-11-01T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:22:07.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>iFLOOR Add To Warranty</title><content type='html'>Have you been looking at getting new flooring? I will admit I have never considered purchasing flooring online. How ever, as I learn more and more about the internet I can say there are high quality products available online for great prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ifloor.com/"&gt;iFLOOR&lt;/a&gt; has a great selection of hardwood, laminate, bamboo, cork, carpet, tile and vinyl flooring. They also provide information on everything you will need to know when selecting the right flooring for your home. For example, they assist you with flooring terminology and specifications. As well as step-by-step directions on how to install your flooring yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reportedly, there have been a growing number of warranty claims being denied for online buyers. Due to this iFlOOR is adding up to $1,000,000 of warranty protection for all their customers. In return, iFlOOR reserves the right to seek legal justice on behalf of their customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have written:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ifloor.com/index.html"&gt;iFLOOR&lt;/a&gt;, America's largest online flooring retailer, today announced a $1,000,000 limited warranty designed to protect its customers from predatory manufacturer policies that exclude warranty coverage from online purchases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The policy, which goes into effect immediately, offers up to one million dollars of coverage in the event that a customer's warranty claim is denied specifically because they made their purchase online. It is complimentary for every iFLOOR customer, and protects the buyer under the same terms as the original product warranty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/Ryp8yKYxncI/AAAAAAAAAL8/e79j2ISnx3E/s1600-h/ifloor.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128048326938303938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/Ryp8yKYxncI/AAAAAAAAAL8/e79j2ISnx3E/s200/ifloor.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;iFLOOR, Inc. CEO, Steve Simonson, came up with the program to combat "scare tactics" used by manufacturers of hardwood floors and laminate flooring. "Their idea is to discourage you from buying at a discount!" wrote Simonson in his blog &lt;a href="http://www.ifloor.com/steve/"&gt;"It's About Flooring"&lt;/a&gt;. "This is not right! You deserve to save money! So we're going to take care of this problem once and for all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it would appear that federal law is on his side. Section 108 of the 1975 Magnuson-Moss Act, states that, "In general, tie-in sales provisions are not allowed. Such a provision would require a purchaser of the warranted product to buy an item or service from a particular company to use with the warranted product in order to be eligible to receive a remedy under the warranty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under iFLOOR's new warranty, a key provision allows for iFLOOR to "seek justice" on behalf of the customer in the event of legal action. According to Simonson, "I'm putting iFLOOR's money where my mouth is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About iFLOOR, Inc.&lt;br /&gt;Since 1998, iFLOOR.com has been the leading online and retail flooring company, with 36 local retail stores nationwide offering more than 70,000 products, including hardwood floors, laminate flooring, bamboo flooring and cork floors. iFLOOR.com is the largest online flooring retailer according to Internet Retailer Magazine, and was named by Inc. Magazine as one of the fastest growing private companies in the United States for the past three years. Committed to quality customer service, superior selection and friendly expert advice, iFLOOR.com enables customers to buy flooring both online and in its retail stores at a substantial savings over traditional retailers. For more information about iFLOOR, please visit www.iFLOOR.com. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For people like me (who are new to making online purchases) this provides extra security and peace of mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-2263531459912869427?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/2263531459912869427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=2263531459912869427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2263531459912869427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2263531459912869427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/ifloor-add-to-warranty.html' title='iFLOOR Add To Warranty'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/Ryp8yKYxncI/AAAAAAAAAL8/e79j2ISnx3E/s72-c/ifloor.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-6742641739683450609</id><published>2007-11-01T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T17:57:02.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aaaahhh&lt;/span&gt;...the ugly side of Halloween.   Having to fight the addiction to sugar and enduring the sugar highs and the eventual sugar crashes.  And I am just talking about myself!  Never mind my little ones whose new favorite phrase is "Can I have some candy mom?".  Often followed by cries and whines if the answer is no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do with all the candy?  I mean when the kids go to bed I know I will be snacking away on it.  We have so much and it just calls to me.  Especially the chocolate.  I could stay away from the sugary candy.  However the chocolate (like coffee in the morning) has complete control of me.  I can not help but be lured to it's sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids had to be awoken today for school.  I felt really bad as I know they would of slept in quite a while.  Plus they could of really used the extra sleep.  I'm hoping to get them into bed a little early tonight.  We all could use some downtime after the crazy, zany (but fun) Halloween day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-6742641739683450609?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/6742641739683450609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=6742641739683450609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6742641739683450609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6742641739683450609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/post-halloween.html' title='Post Halloween'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-4165064819980850096</id><published>2007-11-01T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:22:40.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Blankets</title><content type='html'>Halloween is over by one day. I was at one store today and went to their Halloween section in hopes of finding some sales. It was already cleared out and two employees were literally putting Christmas items on the shelves. Wow. Stores just don’t waste time any more do they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This got me thinking about the holidays. The hardest part for me is the Christmas shopping. I often struggle with coming up with new and unique gift ideas. My children and our nieces and nephews are easy enough. You can never go wrong with a new toy. I can usually figure something out for my dear husband too. The Grandparents are always a struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you buy someone who already has everything they want and need? Every once and a while I stumble across a great gift idea. You know, a gift you honestly think they will not only use, but will be excited about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/Rypc0qYxnbI/AAAAAAAAAL0/b4UOKxcAEpY/s1600-h/photoblanket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128013185515888050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/Rypc0qYxnbI/AAAAAAAAAL0/b4UOKxcAEpY/s200/photoblanket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I’ve been looking at &lt;a href="http://www.visionbedding.com/Photo_Blanket_Borders.php"&gt;Photo Blankets&lt;/a&gt;. I think my mother-in-law would absolutely love one with a picture of my kids. What is interesting is you have a lot of options when ordering one. Your photo can cover the entire blanket or you can pick from a number of fun borders. There are even 3 sizes to choose from. As well as various layout designs and picture collages. You can really have a lot of fun designing the perfect blanket. The picture layer is made with a plush micro-suede fabric and the bottom layer is made with soft polar fleece in the color of your choice. This makes a photo blanket not only beautiful to look at, but cozy and inviting to use too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly excited about this idea. Since my mother-in-law lives in the land of snow and ice, I can visualize her snuggling up with this blanket. As well, it will have a picture of her favorite (okay…only) grandchildren on it. So I’m sure she’ll be showing it off to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-4165064819980850096?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/4165064819980850096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=4165064819980850096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4165064819980850096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4165064819980850096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/11/photo-blankets.html' title='Photo Blankets'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OINV74LvM-o/Rypc0qYxnbI/AAAAAAAAAL0/b4UOKxcAEpY/s72-c/photoblanket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-7110017495814425930</id><published>2007-10-31T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T17:32:14.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>Happy Halloween!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are at the critical hour right now.  It's almost 5:30 PM.  It's not dark out yet and the kids are bouncing off the walls waiting to go trick or treating.  I just put a video in with the hope it will distract them.  They are already on a sugar high from the candy they received at school.  I want to keep the high going, because when they crash it could get ugly - ha, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not as nice out this year compared to last year.  Still we should be okay with the costumes they are wearing.  My son is a pirate and my daughter is a princess.  Pretty typical standard stuff.  It shows the lack of imagination I have.  How ever this is what they wanted to be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going out with the kids again this year.  My husband prefers to stay home and hand out the candy.  I don't mind as I love watching my kids go door to door.  They've been shy in the past.  However now that they are getting older I think they'll be a little more out-going.  One thing I always make sure they do is to say thank you.  I think that is important.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck that we get them to bed successfully before midnight.  Ha, ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-7110017495814425930?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/7110017495814425930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=7110017495814425930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7110017495814425930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7110017495814425930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-2339682369782931807</id><published>2007-10-29T15:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T15:47:19.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/3S4hNMqDhoo' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/3S4hNMqDhoo'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was just too cute!  I had to post it.  If you own a cat (like I do) this will make you smile.&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/7207051198923193531-2339682369782931807?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/2339682369782931807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=2339682369782931807&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2339682369782931807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2339682369782931807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/10/wake-up.html' title='Wake Up'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-1616471491702896906</id><published>2007-10-29T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T15:54:14.667-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confession'/><title type='text'>I Need A Haircut</title><content type='html'>Oh my, I can't even tell you how badly I need a haircut. it is ridicules. I have what is called a "mop" on the top of my head. I think I am trying to grow it out. I always had long hair. Then about a year ago I decided to do something drastic and had it chopped off. I actually liked it a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we moved. I have never been able to find someone who can cut it the same. It is frustrating. I just want something that is easy to managed. Yet, I would like an actual style. Not a mop.  Is that too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am thinking of buying a hair style magazine this week. Maybe I'll find something I will like in it. Something that I can have while I grow out my hair. Is that even possible? I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((sigh))) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why being a guy is so much easier. My husband just showers and combs his hair once and walks out the door. I wish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-1616471491702896906?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/1616471491702896906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=1616471491702896906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/1616471491702896906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/1616471491702896906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-need-haircut.html' title='I Need A Haircut'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-1550343195981202161</id><published>2007-10-29T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:23:25.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Credit Loans</title><content type='html'>Today I checked out a cool resource site to help consumers get back on their feet financially. They do this by allowing visitors to compare dozens of offers from major providers. This helps protect consumers from &lt;a href="http://www.badcreditoffers.com/"&gt;bad credit loans&lt;/a&gt;. In today’s world it is important to be knowledgeable and have the resources necessary to make wise financial decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will find lists of major providers for &lt;a href="http://www.badcreditoffers.com/homeloans/"&gt;home loans,&lt;/a&gt; auto loans and credit cards. It is a nicely set up site and seems very user friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice is important, right? Knowing you did some research and compared companies will make you feel more confident in your loan. You never want to take the first offer that comes in the mail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-1550343195981202161?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/1550343195981202161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=1550343195981202161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/1550343195981202161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/1550343195981202161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/10/credit-loans.html' title='Credit Loans'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-7256332105803564852</id><published>2007-10-29T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T15:21:39.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Drama</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it really pays to live in another State and away from your family. I miss them during the holidays. I wish the kids could get to know their grandparents more. Visiting family once or twice a year doesn't create the deepest bonds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still you have to go where the work is. I can not feel sorry for myself as I am not a lone in this area. So many people live away from their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are the benefits. Don't act all shocked at the idea of there being benefits. If you live in another State you know what I am talking about. Like when  my brother called first thing this morning to complain about a visit he had with our parents over the weekend. How they can drove him nuts. I listened to him say "can you believe they said this". It makes me glad that I do not have to deal with the silly drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simple every day (it really means nothing) sort of drama. Family can be annoying. Generation gaps can cause misunderstandings and miscommunication. I know this. Still, I know I'd be talking just like my brother if it had been me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why, sometimes it is nice to not live so close. I say this knowing with all my heart that I hope this never happens with my children when they grow up. I'd hate to think there may come a day that I will only see them once or twice a year. I also hope they never call each other to complain about me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-7256332105803564852?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/7256332105803564852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=7256332105803564852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7256332105803564852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/7256332105803564852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/10/family-drama.html' title='Family Drama'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-3809352593205659305</id><published>2007-10-29T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T12:40:20.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom Reworded</title><content type='html'>1. Do not walk behind me, for I may not lead. Do not walk ahead of me, for I may not follow. Do not walk beside me either. Just pretty much leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The journey of a thousand miles begins with a broken fan belt and leaky tire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It's always darkest before dawn. So if you're going to steal your neighbor's newspaper, that's the time to do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't be irreplaceable. If you can't be replaced, you can't be promoted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Always remember that you're unique. Just like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Never test the depth of the water with both feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of car payments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach him how to fish, and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Some days you're the bug; some days you're the windshield. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Everyone seems normal until you get to know them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The quickest way to double your money is to fold it in half and put it back in your pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. A closed mouth gathers no foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Duct tape is like 'The Force'. It has a light side and a dark side, and it holds the universe together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. There are two theories to arguing with women. Neither one works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Generally speaking, you aren't learning much when your lips are moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Experience is something you don't get until just after you need it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Never miss a good chance to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-3809352593205659305?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/3809352593205659305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=3809352593205659305&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3809352593205659305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3809352593205659305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/10/wisdom-reworded.html' title='Wisdom Reworded'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-3931546453897048759</id><published>2007-10-29T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T16:13:59.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>I have had a craving for ice cream today. I am not sure why. I stopped being a big fan of ice cream years ago. I like it, but I don't love it. I could walk away from a bowl of it usually without any problems. I can't say that about chocolate or coffee - ha, ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ever today I have a craving for a blizzard from Dairy Queen. I only managed to visit this great store twice this summer. That was just plain wrong. Blizzards are not your every day run of the mill ice cream. No they are not! They are something a little special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite is the chocolate covered cherry blizzard. Chocolate and cherries blended together. Yum! Nothing compares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will be able to talk my husband into making a family run to DQ after dinner. He is more of a banana split kind of guy. How ever, I can forgive him for his poor taste if he drives me for ice cream tonight!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: No, I am not pregnant! With that said, I should still be allowed to indulge my cravings sometimes - right???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-3931546453897048759?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/3931546453897048759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=3931546453897048759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3931546453897048759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/3931546453897048759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/10/ice-cream.html' title='Ice Cream'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-2560912346326373163</id><published>2007-10-28T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:35:37.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Augustine Shopping</title><content type='html'>Well, after the disastrous pumpkin carving adventure my family experienced today (read the post below), I have been wishing I were in &lt;a href="http://www.getaway4florida.com/uptown/"&gt;St. Augustine shopping&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Only because I have heard such incredible things about this place. I’m closeted fan of antiques. Yes it is true. My Aunt and Uncle owned an antique store when I was growing up. My parents used to drag my brother and I to yard sales looking for antiques to help out the store. I also spent many Saturdays at Flea Markets. As a young kid it was pure boredom. How ever as I have gotten older my interest has grown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will share this secret fact about myself too... I have been known to watch the Antique Road Show. No lie. I have! I love the stories behind either the item or how the owner came to obtain it. This is why (as a frazzled mom who is trying hard to chill out a little) I would love to visit St. Augustine, Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time to be there too. During the last Saturdays in October and November the Uptown San Marco Shopping District, in St. Augustine will be focusing on their incredible antique shopping opportunities. There will be endless opportunities to shop for antiques, rare books and (so I have read) authentic Spanish treasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a monthly event, which participating antique dealers provide amazing workshops and the bookstores provide readings and book signings by local authors. If you find interest in art galleries you would love their featured exhibit openings with some of the finest local Florida artists. Another small (but note worthy) bonus is the free parking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However there is much more then just great antique shopping to be had. These Saturday nights, the antique district comes to life with amazing street music. Each participating shop will also feature an open house (with wine and refreshments) that adds to the festive atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine casually strolling down the festive street browsing in stores while listening to live music and sipping a glass of wine? This would be heaven for me. (Keep in mind my fantasy includes the kids back home with Grandma and Grandpa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you ever have the opportunity to drop by the San Marco Shopping District you should do it. Just remember it is an end-of-the-month event. So make sure you go on the last Saturday of the month. It runs from 5:00-9:00 PM. When you return you can send me an email and brag about all the fun you had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-2560912346326373163?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/2560912346326373163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=2560912346326373163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2560912346326373163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/2560912346326373163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/10/st-augustine-shopping.html' title='St. Augustine Shopping'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-6589527208608626465</id><published>2007-10-28T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T20:06:33.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Carving</title><content type='html'>This year our pumpkin carving day didn’t turn out like planned.  Pretty much everything that could go wrong did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were overly excited and overly out of control.  This might have been sign of things to come.  When you are working with a sharp knife it is not wise to be around young children who are running around and pretending scary ghosts are chasing them.  My dear husband found out the hard (and painful) way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little girl was running in one direction but her head was facing another.  She ran straight into our kitchen table with a big old thud!  Ouch!  The poor thing was crying a cry full of pain.  A nasty red mark on the side of her head quickly appeared.  Then there was my husband.  He was busy using words that… well…you shouldn’t use in front of children.  His hand was bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could have been worse.  I know that now.  Yet at that moment I was in full on panic mode.  Thankfully after rinsing his hand under cold water we determined the cut wasn’t serious.  As for my daughter, she will have a small bruise for a few days.  It doesn’t look like it will turn into a goose egg.  I’m much calmer now then I was earlier today!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also taught my husband and I to be more careful and vigilant when things like pumpkin carving is going on.  Sometimes you just don’t think something like this could or would happen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Halloween time and the kids are excited…we are having a fun family day…possible dangers just didn’t play in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, I went out to Wal-mart and purchased a pumpkin carving kit for a few dollars.  They are nice and sharp, yet so much safer.  We put the big knife away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-6589527208608626465?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/6589527208608626465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=6589527208608626465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6589527208608626465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/6589527208608626465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/10/pumpkin-carving.html' title='Pumpkin Carving'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-4372746581839330675</id><published>2007-10-28T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:39:49.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Payperpost</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago I took the leap into the world of paid posting. I signed up for Payperpost. A good friend of mine (and a fellow blogger) was making a little extra pin money doing this. So I thought I would give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Side Note&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Pin Money? Who uses that word any more? Any one? Gosh, it’s amazing I know how to use a computer…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, a little while ago I contacted my friend and asked her all about Payperpost. She only had positive things to say about it. She told me it was easy to use and that she receives several opportunities a week with them. She said they have high &lt;a href="http://payperpost.com/advertisers/ethics.html"&gt;word of mouth ethics&lt;/a&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I filled out a short form and shared my interests. Since then I have been receiving payable topics that are relate-able to me. So far the topics have been very easy to write about. I can honestly say they have even been fun to write! Needless to say I am &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; excited about my new opportunity with Payperpost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing I want is to turn my site into one big “info commercial”. So please know I will only blog about topics that I truly can relate too and can share a story with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit the money I have earned so far has gone towards guilt-free Starbucks runs. As a stay-at-home mom it feels good to be contributing a little to the house hold finances. Even if it just maintains my caffeine addiction! However, I am thinking of putting my earnings aside. I would like to save up for a really nice digital camera. I’m always taking pictures of my children and have always dreamed of owning a nice professional camera. Now it can be a realistic goal!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you might even want to consider Payperpost too (that is if you are not doing it already). Maybe you could use a little (yes I’m going to say it again) pin money too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-4372746581839330675?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/4372746581839330675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=4372746581839330675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4372746581839330675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4372746581839330675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/10/payperpost.html' title='Payperpost'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-615152832608644318</id><published>2007-10-26T18:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T18:30:24.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Much New</title><content type='html'>I wish I had something interesting to share. Life has gotten back on track with my hubby back home. The kids are happy and I am relieved. We have gone several months with him away the majority of the time. However, I have been promised that November will be a non-traveling month. Well, accept for our family vacation of course. So this is good. I think I’ll finally be able to relax a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have any new gossip on the creepy neighbor either. The holes are still in his back yard. Nothing has been planted. The house has remained pretty quiet. Like I mentioned before he is seems to laying pretty low. Makes you wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we are going to the pumpkin patch. I’m sure the crowds will be crazy. That never seems to bother the kids. It just overwhelms their parents. Ha, ha. I can’t believe Halloween is next week. We are almost into November. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone started Christmas shopping yet? I'm starting to panic a little. I need to start at least thinking about gift ideas. My husband, brother and father will be the hardest to buy for. Men. They are impossible to shop for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm just babbling now. So I'll end this post. Sorry, I wish I had something more interesting to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-615152832608644318?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/615152832608644318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=615152832608644318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/615152832608644318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/615152832608644318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/10/nothing-much-new.html' title='Nothing Much New'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-8141425859751513274</id><published>2007-10-26T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:36:23.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Online Loans</title><content type='html'>Have you ever used a payday loans service?  They are a very popular small short-term consumer loan.  If you are in a temporary tight financial situation this can be a better alternative to bouncing checks or selling personal property for less than its true value.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago (before I was married) I found myself unable to pay my rent.  It was a really scary situation.  At the time I was afraid of credit cards, so I didn’t have one to borrow from.  The last thing I wanted to do was ask my family or a friend for money.  You know, it doesn’t matter how careful you are with your money, sometimes stuff happens.  I was stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time payday loan places were new.  I didn’t really know anything about how they operated.  I went into one feeling a little self-conscious.  Okay…very self-conscious.  I was embarrassed, but I felt better with each question I asked.  In the end my &lt;a href="http://www.cashadvance1500.com"&gt;cash advance&lt;/a&gt; helped me out of a tight situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today people can apply for cash advance payday loans through the internet.  You can still visit one of the thousands of Cash Advance stores nationwide.  However the internet will allow you to secure a loan from the comfort and the anonymously of your own home.  Once you are approved your loan amount is sent directly to your bank account.  It cannot get much easier then that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has unexpected twists and turns.  Sometimes a short term payday loan can help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-8141425859751513274?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/8141425859751513274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=8141425859751513274&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/8141425859751513274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/8141425859751513274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/10/online-loans.html' title='Online Loans'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-4867130040482324358</id><published>2007-10-25T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:46:13.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bingo Girl</title><content type='html'>Have you ever played bingo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes…I have.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can laugh and call me a nerd.  That is okay.  I’m comfortable with my “geekiness”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can blame my Grandma.  As soon as I could recognize my numbers she had me at her local bingo hall every time my family visited.  I loved it.  Okay, the bingo part was a little boring when I was young.  Still it was worth going because I could stay up past my bedtime.  Plus, I could have a soft drink and snack during intermission.  I was living it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, during my teens, 20’s and early 30’s I continued to go play bingo with my Grandma when I would visit.  I actually looked forward to it and had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandma passed away this year.  My cousin and I have since gone and played bingo together.  A little tribute I suppose.  We both share a lot of precious childhood memories at bingo halls.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game has sure changed since I was a kid sipping on my Pepsi.  In fact you can even play bingo online now.  The random number game of chance can now be played on my computer at any time!  They say it is being played worldwide by virtually all age groups.  So, see, I’m not the only geek!  It is a lot of fun and a tad addicting.  My Grandma would of loved it.  I’m not just saying that either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact you can play just about any game online now a days.  You can look up &lt;a href="http://www.pro360.com"&gt;casino online&lt;/a&gt; and find games available on the internet.  Such as Blackjack, Video Poker Roulette, Craps, Backgammon.  There is even slot machines and Poker.  It is pretty incrediable how high tech the games are too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may sound like a broken record, but I know I am getting old.  For things have changed since I used pennies to cover the numbers on my bingo cards. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;I&gt;This is a sponsored post&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-4867130040482324358?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/4867130040482324358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=4867130040482324358&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4867130040482324358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4867130040482324358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/10/bingo-girl.html' title='Bingo Girl'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-4035066068468606616</id><published>2007-10-24T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T18:03:57.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Of Those Days</title><content type='html'>Wow…today has been one very, very long day.  I’m not exactly sure why.  It has been a normal, nothing out of the ordinary day.  The kids (over all) were good.  They had their moments, but they always do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually enjoyed a couple of hours to myself this morning when they were both at school.  Of course I wasted those hours searching for a specific ring tone.  I came out empty handed and then &lt;a href="http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-old-and-need-help.html"&gt;vented about it in a post.&lt;/a&gt;   Still, after the day I had yesterday with my kids it was nice to just – sit – still – and – do – nothing – for a little while.  I usually feel guilty when I “do nothing”….okay nothing productive.  Yet I didn’t today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why has the day lasted for ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids ate their meals well, played well and are presently watching a cartoon.  I will be putting them to bed shortly after.  Then I’ll have the evening to sit and do nothing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m just in a funk.  I hate that my husband is away on business again.  November should be better.  He should be around  a lot more.  It just gets hard without here sometimes.  The kids miss him and in-turn act out.  I feel the weight on my shoulders and therefore lack patience sometimes.  Over all we do well, but days like yesterday require a deep breath and re-evaluation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-4035066068468606616?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/4035066068468606616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=4035066068468606616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4035066068468606616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/4035066068468606616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-of-those-days.html' title='One Of Those Days'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207051198923193531.post-8868747978618836738</id><published>2007-10-24T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T13:32:07.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotel Reservations</title><content type='html'>I have some exciting news. My husband and I booked &lt;a href="http://www.HotelReservations.com"&gt;Hotel Reservations&lt;/a&gt; for next month. We are heading to Colorado to visit his older sister for Thanksgiving. My sister-in-law and her husband have 3 children and a small house. So we decided to stay in a hotel so not to over crowd them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus we found a hotel near their house with a pool. The kids are already bouncing off the walls with anticipation. They were squealing with joy when I shared with them that the hotel had a swimming pool. This will be a great get-away for so many different reasons. We don’t get to see my husband’s oldest sister very often. Actually it has been close to 18 months since we have last seen them. Plus, my husband has been working a lot. He has been out of town a lot these past few months too. So I am looking forward to spending a whole week together as a family. I say that now of course. I might be pulling my hair out by the end of the week with all that family time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, we checked out the website Hotel Reservations.com. They offer hotels, motels, resorts and vacation rentals up to 70% off the regular rate. I love to save money, so this site is right up my alley. This website offers competitive rates with pretty amazing discounts to locations world wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went a little crazy and punched in some tropical locations to see what I could find. Hey, you can’t blame me for dreaming. This year is my 10 year wedding anniversary. I’d love to enjoy a little romantic get-away with my hubby…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, this site was really user friendly and offered a lot of options. I have put it in my favorites file and will check it out again when I am planning my next family vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/2b7f5m" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7207051198923193531-8868747978618836738?l=onthegomom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/feeds/8868747978618836738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7207051198923193531&amp;postID=8868747978618836738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/8868747978618836738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7207051198923193531/posts/default/8868747978618836738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthegomom.blogspot.com/2007/10/family-vacation.html' title='Hotel Reservations'/><author><name>Frazzled Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515799396580656965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w169/stuffedfriend/stress2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
