<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9336291</id><updated>2009-08-28T21:00:27.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moon Juice</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>re-mamaed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17436015284471367765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9336291.post-110349851966604419</id><published>2004-12-19T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T15:21:59.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smusshy  Day</title><content type='html'>Well nice quiet day around here. Jelly face sat on my lap for 4 hours playing music on the computer. Every time we play “come what may “ the wedding song I cry, so Jelly tries to get me to cry by playing that song and then flips through the pics of my beautiful daughter getting married to the cool man.&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if she can make me cry at the sight.(I'm such a mush)&lt;br /&gt;Then she asked will you cry when I get married?&lt;br /&gt;Duh, Ya your big sis and I will cry but not as hard as your Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9336291-110349851966604419?l=re-mamaed.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/feeds/110349851966604419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9336291&amp;postID=110349851966604419' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110349851966604419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110349851966604419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/2004/12/smusshy-day.html' title='Smusshy  Day'/><author><name>re-mamaed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17436015284471367765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10931214239021870623'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9336291.post-110340959865098187</id><published>2004-12-18T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T08:55:58.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Threes</title><content type='html'>Three names you go by:&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;br /&gt;Babe&lt;br /&gt;Kathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three screennames you have (I only have two):&lt;br /&gt;primefire&lt;br /&gt;Axesell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you like about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;My mind&lt;br /&gt;My art&lt;br /&gt;My kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you hate/dislike about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;My big ego&lt;br /&gt;My laziness&lt;br /&gt;My temper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three parts of your heritage:&lt;br /&gt;Polish&lt;br /&gt;French&lt;br /&gt;english&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things that scare you:&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness&lt;br /&gt;Failing&lt;br /&gt;My mom's death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your everyday essentials:&lt;br /&gt;Bloggin&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Call from my big  kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you are wearing right now:&lt;br /&gt;Jeans&lt;br /&gt;My mom’s ring&lt;br /&gt;A effin bra so they don’t sag to much !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your favorite bands/artists (at the moment):&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Cracker&lt;br /&gt;Dave Matthews&lt;br /&gt;Regina Carter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your favorite songs at present:&lt;br /&gt;Come what may (Wedding song for the big girl )&lt;br /&gt;Three little birds song -Bob marley&lt;br /&gt;God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen (Barenaked Ladies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you want to try in the next 12 months:&lt;br /&gt;Have Jelly call me mom again.&lt;br /&gt;A Grandchild born&lt;br /&gt;Write a book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things you want in a relationship (love is a given):&lt;br /&gt;Honesty&lt;br /&gt;Respect&lt;br /&gt;Sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two truths and a lie:&lt;br /&gt;I love the life I live&lt;br /&gt;I am a great cook&lt;br /&gt;I love the smell of children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three physical things about the opposite (or same) that appeals to you:&lt;br /&gt;Facial hair&lt;br /&gt;Firm ass&lt;br /&gt;His bad ass six pack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you just can’t do:&lt;br /&gt;Sing&lt;br /&gt;Style hair&lt;br /&gt;Pick out my clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your favorite hobbies:&lt;br /&gt;Blogging&lt;br /&gt;Gardening&lt;br /&gt;Online games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you want to do really badly right now:&lt;br /&gt;Have all my shopping done&lt;br /&gt;Have some me time&lt;br /&gt;Win the lotto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three careers you’re considering:&lt;br /&gt;Artist&lt;br /&gt;Artist&lt;br /&gt;Artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three places you want to go on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;Italy&lt;br /&gt;The Canaries Islands&lt;br /&gt;England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three kids names:&lt;br /&gt;Bethany May&lt;br /&gt;Sally Kaye&lt;br /&gt;Katie Ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you want to do before you die:&lt;br /&gt;Have a Grand child&lt;br /&gt;Make Jelly face  Know I love her.&lt;br /&gt;Make Mrs D . Know I love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9336291-110340959865098187?l=re-mamaed.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/feeds/110340959865098187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9336291&amp;postID=110340959865098187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110340959865098187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110340959865098187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/2004/12/threes.html' title='Threes'/><author><name>re-mamaed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17436015284471367765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10931214239021870623'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9336291.post-110339587522714613</id><published>2004-12-18T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T08:47:28.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gagging on Lace</title><content type='html'>A week before Christmas and all through the house&lt;br /&gt;not a damn thing is stirring not even the spouse.&lt;br /&gt;The stockings are not hung by the chimney with care.&lt;br /&gt;They are in a damn box , some effin where.&lt;br /&gt;The presents are not bought and at this point I don't care .&lt;br /&gt;Cause I think this holiday is so  unfair.&lt;br /&gt;The children are not nestled in their snug beds.&lt;br /&gt;They are trashing  the living room and kitchen, instead&lt;br /&gt;I wonder at this point if Christmas will happen at all !&lt;br /&gt;With the boxes , packing , u-haul and all.&lt;br /&gt;Who thought this would be wise to close on a house&lt;br /&gt;Two days before Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;Oh my spouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I wont yell to much. We will close on the Evil ones house ( see previous)&lt;br /&gt;They want everything out by the 22nd sheesh don’t they know it's the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;As of today we have most of it done and tomorrow I get to think of the holiday we have to put together in about three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am crabby, and I’m wondering what in the hell will I do with all this crap in boxes from the Evil ones house. Does it have bad karma? I do it for the Jellyface so she can have some of her Mothers things around . She needs it but tends to lean toward  saint hood for her mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be expected but it is hard because the mom’s tastes tend to the Victorian style and I am so Art Deco. How do ya make that blend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be grown up. I will help Jelly with this. I just gag at all the lace and dried flowers soooo... not me.&lt;br /&gt;The pace has been hard I just want a nice quiet day..soon Please I’m begging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9336291-110339587522714613?l=re-mamaed.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/feeds/110339587522714613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9336291&amp;postID=110339587522714613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110339587522714613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110339587522714613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/2004/12/gagging-on-lace.html' title='Gagging on Lace'/><author><name>re-mamaed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17436015284471367765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10931214239021870623'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9336291.post-110317508849615021</id><published>2004-12-15T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T16:44:40.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Kiss</title><content type='html'>So where in this life did I ever think it was about me? Why did I have that idea, where did it come from ? I’m Important?Fuck no the kids, the man, that is the issue!&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I had a bad day, no a bad life!&lt;br /&gt;Look you people in my life I am doing the fucking best I can! I can’t help it if you fucked up!&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. I just try and make it better! I can not help it if you can’t pay your bills.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help that you got married to someome with no boobs dear.(ex Hubby)&lt;br /&gt;I can’t fix your Tax problems cause you ignored the IRS for 5 years!&lt;br /&gt;I  Can’t fix it ya assholes.&lt;br /&gt;I can only love ya for the people in my life that mean something to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want some respect for the job I do as the love in this mix.&lt;br /&gt;Is that to much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;A kiss with no promise.&lt;br /&gt;A hug with no reward at the time.&lt;br /&gt;A task done by me with no payment.&lt;br /&gt;Your laundry clean by your bed.&lt;br /&gt;Your books marked in your folder.&lt;br /&gt;Your dinner done on time.&lt;br /&gt;Your class chaperoned by me?&lt;br /&gt;Your juice boxes picked up.&lt;br /&gt;Your friends invited and cared for in this house.&lt;br /&gt;Presents for your friends bought by me.&lt;br /&gt;Driven  home and not yelled at by me for being bad bad  kid.&lt;br /&gt;Signing homework just for you cause you were sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Presents for your teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Hooking up your bra on your wedding day!( big  deal)&lt;br /&gt;Taking you and your friends to catch crabs?&lt;br /&gt;Letting ya go to your own life.&lt;br /&gt;Trusting and loving the man your with?(even though he is cute and ever snarky)&lt;br /&gt;Then loving a little girl and have her say “ouch” when ya hug her.&lt;br /&gt;Not fair , I want to give up, I want to give in to what ever force is pulling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9336291-110317508849615021?l=re-mamaed.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/feeds/110317508849615021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9336291&amp;postID=110317508849615021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110317508849615021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110317508849615021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/2004/12/kiss.html' title='A Kiss'/><author><name>re-mamaed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17436015284471367765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10931214239021870623'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9336291.post-110270876507066863</id><published>2004-12-10T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T12:00:12.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fire</title><content type='html'>THE FIRE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flames dance frenzied across the wood, reminiscent of the pace of this past year.&lt;br /&gt;Death , and the scope of agenda that follows. &lt;br /&gt;The embers glow upon the logs making slow patterns to entertain. &lt;br /&gt;Spreading calmness across the face of the fire and my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Promising life will become better in time.&lt;br /&gt;Beneath, the coals pulse steady and strong.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the warmth spread though my soul as my heart rate&lt;br /&gt;Slows to match the pulsing coals.&lt;br /&gt;Sliding my feet closer I close my mind to this day, this year &lt;br /&gt;and pray we don’t run out of firewood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9336291-110270876507066863?l=re-mamaed.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/feeds/110270876507066863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9336291&amp;postID=110270876507066863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110270876507066863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110270876507066863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/2004/12/fire.html' title='The Fire'/><author><name>re-mamaed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17436015284471367765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10931214239021870623'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9336291.post-110201828423097290</id><published>2004-12-02T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T12:11:24.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Refrigerator soup</title><content type='html'>Ah nice clean refrigerator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever made refrigerator soup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1  container of week old turkey gravy&lt;br /&gt;1    bowl of dry stuffing&lt;br /&gt;2    3 week old pork chops&lt;br /&gt;1    dish of corn&lt;br /&gt;1   dish of green bean casserole that only I will eat but could no eat the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;2   bags of wilted lettuce&lt;br /&gt;The cranberry sauce that Grandma brought that no one will eat more than a spoonful of just to be polite.&lt;br /&gt;4   half drank juicie juices&lt;br /&gt;Tray of veggies and dip wilted and runny&lt;br /&gt;6   pears brown and rotting  I was going to make poached pear and forgot&lt;br /&gt;Leftover turkey leftover casserole  ,you can only re-bake so many  times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place all above ingredients into sink with water running turn on garbage disposable&lt;br /&gt;Wala ! refrigerator soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9336291-110201828423097290?l=re-mamaed.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/feeds/110201828423097290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9336291&amp;postID=110201828423097290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110201828423097290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110201828423097290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/2004/12/refrigerator-soup.html' title='Refrigerator soup'/><author><name>re-mamaed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17436015284471367765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10931214239021870623'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9336291.post-110201160325996538</id><published>2004-12-02T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T10:22:33.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frog Pee</title><content type='html'>Jellyface says the funniest stuff. This happened a while ago but I thought I would share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While driving her to school in the fog I made the comment “ Jeez it sure is froggy out!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a very serious look on her face Jelly says “ well Kathy if it was froggy out everything would be green, and there would be frogs stuck to the windshield and you would have to put the wipers on .”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If I put he wipers on the frogs would think it was like a ride at Disney and invite their friends”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giggling now “You could use all the frog pee for gas in your car Kathy then it would hop down the road”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giggling myself “ Well Jelly  How  in the heck would I do that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight faced again “ You would have to go to the Frog station to fill up. They have a tube with frogs in it and you pick one up and hold it over the hole and squeeze it and let it pee in your tank.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuckling “ What if the frog doesn’t have to go?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giggling “ You give it some water but if it still wont go you put it in the used frog bucket and get a new frog”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears rolling I’m having a hard time driving “ Jellyface do you know how long it would take to fill up this car “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point we can’t look at each other with out laughing. We arrive at school as she walked up to the teacher she turns and says “ Frog pee”&lt;br /&gt;I cant imagine what the teacher thought as I drove away laughing my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still every once in awhile will make the car wiggle look at her and say “frog Pee”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9336291-110201160325996538?l=re-mamaed.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/feeds/110201160325996538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9336291&amp;postID=110201160325996538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110201160325996538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110201160325996538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/2004/12/frog-pee.html' title='Frog Pee'/><author><name>re-mamaed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17436015284471367765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10931214239021870623'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9336291.post-110174700884921051</id><published>2004-11-29T08:21:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T17:54:21.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you found my Chi?</title><content type='html'>“Yield and overcome;&lt;br /&gt;Bend and be straight.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Tao Te Ching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt; : One Chi, sun colored , gently worn and humming soothing tones. If found please return to this website for reward of eternal&lt;br /&gt;gratitude  and  warm hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK folks I am un-centered . Spinning like  a top out of control!&lt;br /&gt;This last year has been Zen removal at its best and the thought of another year starting is scaring me to death . I try to be optimistic. I try to suck it up and go on I try to be brave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead I worry about MONEY, the 2 mortgages , the pooped out cars, the bills yet unpaid and CHRISTMAS. (spin, check bank)&lt;br /&gt;I worry about Mr. T. worrying about, the 2 mortgages ,the pooped out cars, the bills yet unpaid and CHRISTMAS. (spin, rub back)&lt;br /&gt;I worry about Mrs. And Mr. D.  worrying about , the pooped out cars, the bills yet unpaid and CHRISTMAS.(spin, hug)&lt;br /&gt;I worry about Jellyface and her attitude . Do all eight year olds sass this much? I have a hard time remembering back that far Mrs. D. is 26 now so it has been a long time. Do all eight year olds fight the homework so much? Do all eight year olds try to make their Dads mad at their Miss Kathy? (spin,yell)&lt;br /&gt;I worry about menopause which has started hot flashes and all! (spin, sweat)&lt;br /&gt;I worry about my Mom coming for a visit and finding me Chi-less. (spin ,clean, wobble , do laundry, spin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In self healing efforts I have tried  ,  prayer but that line is busy.&lt;br /&gt;Yoga but the downward facing dog bites me! Drinking is fun but just tends to make you wobble more . Sex is good as well but does not happen often enough when your not Zen though the wobble does make it interesting. So I will attempt to write to find my chi.&lt;br /&gt;(spin, type)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9336291-110174700884921051?l=re-mamaed.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/feeds/110174700884921051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9336291&amp;postID=110174700884921051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110174700884921051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110174700884921051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/2004/11/have-you-found-my-chi.html' title='Have you found my Chi?'/><author><name>re-mamaed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17436015284471367765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10931214239021870623'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9336291.post-110174128902778691</id><published>2004-11-29T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T07:14:49.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/" title="HaloScan Commenting and Trackback"&gt;Haloscan&lt;/a&gt; commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9336291-110174128902778691?l=re-mamaed.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/feeds/110174128902778691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9336291&amp;postID=110174128902778691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110174128902778691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110174128902778691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/2004/11/haloscan-commenting-and-trackback-have.html' title=''/><author><name>re-mamaed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17436015284471367765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10931214239021870623'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9336291.post-110158148766257782</id><published>2004-11-27T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T10:51:27.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="javascript:void(rollpop=window.open('http://www.blogrolling.com/add_links_pop.phtml?u=http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com&amp;t=oldest 2nd grade mama','rollit','scrollbars=no,width=475,height=350,left=75,top=175,status=yes,resizable=yes'));rollpop.focus();"&gt;Blogroll Me!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9336291-110158148766257782?l=re-mamaed.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/feeds/110158148766257782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9336291&amp;postID=110158148766257782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110158148766257782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110158148766257782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/2004/11/blogroll-me.html' title=''/><author><name>re-mamaed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17436015284471367765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10931214239021870623'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9336291.post-110153933072931316</id><published>2004-11-26T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T10:43:01.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok I shaved my legs !</title><content type='html'>Whee! Jellyface has a sleepover tonight. So Mr. T and I have the night alone. It has been a very long long time. Well dinner is done, hot bath , shaved my legs, lotion , and smelly goods on.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. T makes a fireplace and puts on some nice music and we talk . About life , Christmas, past loves and how cute I look tonight. Things heat up so we take it to the bedroom its getting&lt;br /&gt;hotter..and .. hotter..  (10:30)  phone rings ... (Jellyface )..." Daddy we are home all alone"&lt;br /&gt;Panicked we dress and go to her rescue. Now we know Miss Anne would never leave them alone but we worried that she may need help. More phone calls both the cells and the home line are engaged. Well as it turned out Miss Anne was on the back porch talking with a friend in view of the girls . Who had been tucked in a hour before and were thought to be asleep. Good nights and phone tucking again. Ok ... Not in the mood now. Though the nice music is still playing. Backrubs are cool.&lt;br /&gt;Humm.... so Mr. T is too charming ! Now I can't sleep , he is snoring in the afterglow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go watch tha stupid 70's show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. 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margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/100/2465/320/IMG_0033.JPG.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh to sleep like a frog!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9336291-110150441985557780?l=re-mamaed.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/feeds/110150441985557780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9336291&amp;postID=110150441985557780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110150441985557780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9336291/posts/default/110150441985557780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re-mamaed.blogspot.com/2004/11/oh-to-sleep-like-frog_26.html' title=''/><author><name>re-mamaed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17436015284471367765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10931214239021870623'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9336291.post-110150313654411656</id><published>2004-11-26T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T13:05:36.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/100/2465/640/IMG_0046.JPG.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; 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I thank  God daily that she did not take Jellyface with her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now the female caregiver to an 8 yr old.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 46 I am the oldest mom in 2nd grade. When my child now 26, married in August (to the coolest guy who I love) was in school I was the youngest mom!&lt;br /&gt;So here being the world’s slowest typer I will begin my blog the story of the daily trials of Jellyface. 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