<?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-5270624205573612429</id><updated>2012-02-12T15:22:13.861-07:00</updated><category term='5 for Firday'/><category term='weigh-in'/><title type='text'>Just Call Me Mommy</title><subtitle type='html'>My journey through the ups and downs of raising children, maintaining a home, and finding me again.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-4085762301399898215</id><published>2012-02-12T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T15:22:13.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 12</title><content type='html'>I decided to do pregnancy updates on Sunday. I had done one just&amp;nbsp;three days earlier last Sunday&amp;nbsp;so I skipped the 11 week check-in and here we are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Nothing really exciting for week 11. Just a lot of watching Gilmore Girls at an angle from the couch while my children ransacked the house.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How far along&lt;/strong&gt;: 12 weeks, 1 day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weight gain&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;5 pounds total. Bleh. My scale also broke a few days ago &lt;em&gt;(Some advice: don't set your scale close to the bathtub where&amp;nbsp;rowdy children will spill water&amp;nbsp;over the edge of&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;tub onto said scale.),&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;so hopefully I haven't gained any more than that. I tell you, eating carbs and laying on the couch are totally going to make my butt huge-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sleep&lt;/strong&gt;: I've been sleeping really well lately. Still having some super weird dreams though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stretch marks&lt;/strong&gt;: No new ones. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do I miss anything?&lt;/strong&gt;: Having energy. I'm really looking forward to the second trimester for that reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movement?:&lt;/strong&gt; I think I have. Nothing like kicking but just a pressure in my lower abdomen. I'm getting really excited to feel more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food Cravings&lt;/strong&gt;: Still fruit, and lots of it. Especially when&amp;nbsp;dipped in a cream cheese-marshmallow cream blend. (Baby like.)&amp;nbsp;Burritos. Nachos. Tuna. Broccoli. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food Aversions&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;Still chips and some crackers, depending on the flavor. Subway... unfortunately.&amp;nbsp;I had&amp;nbsp;been craving a&amp;nbsp;Subway sandwich for a long time, finally got one, only to&amp;nbsp;wish that Subway never existed. I think the main problem was that&amp;nbsp;it had ranch on it and&amp;nbsp;I wasn't aware, at that point, that ranch is a &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; no-no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gender:&lt;/strong&gt; We will find out in eight weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Labor Signs&lt;/strong&gt;: None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Symptoms:&lt;/strong&gt; Still nauseous. Still tired. Some days are better than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Belly Button in or out&lt;/strong&gt;: In and will probably stay that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wedding ring on or off&lt;/strong&gt;: On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I'm looking forward to&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;Having a actual baby bump. Right now I'm in the stage where people are starting to&amp;nbsp;wonder but can't tell for sure. I get a lot of strange looks.&amp;nbsp;I just look chunky. With an actual baby&amp;nbsp;bump the chunky-ness will be a little more understandable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-4085762301399898215?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/4085762301399898215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2012/02/week-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/4085762301399898215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/4085762301399898215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2012/02/week-12.html' title='Week 12'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-9045375503325347513</id><published>2012-02-01T21:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T21:06:12.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belly Facts...</title><content type='html'>I thought it would be interesting to start keeping track of things during this pregnancy by answering the same questions every time I check in. If there is anything you would like to know that I forgot on this list just let me know in the comments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How far along&lt;/strong&gt;: 10 weeks, 4 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weight gain&lt;/strong&gt;: 2 pounds &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sleep&lt;/strong&gt;: I'm sleeping fine but having weird-o dreams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stretch marks&lt;/strong&gt;: Not yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do I miss anything?&lt;/strong&gt;: Sleeping on my stomach. It's very uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movement?:&lt;/strong&gt; Nothing yet. Hopefully soon because that's the best part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food Cravings&lt;/strong&gt;: Almost all fruit, but mostly strawberries and pineapple. Crab salad. Also hot dogs, which I can't eat. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food Aversions&lt;/strong&gt;: chips, ground beef, pepperoni, chocolate, water (which is horrible because I'm so thirsty but it makes me sick)...... there are more but I think I blocked them from memory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gender:&lt;/strong&gt; Unknown (my girl's think it's a boy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Labor Signs&lt;/strong&gt;: None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Symptoms:&lt;/strong&gt; I still feel nauseous a lot. This week has actually been really good to me. I've had two days where&amp;nbsp;I felt good&amp;nbsp;for the&amp;nbsp;better part of the day.&amp;nbsp;I'm also SUPER tired all the time. If I don't get to take a nap in the afternoon (it isn't often that I do get one) then I am ready to go to bed around 8:30 pm. Today I got a 45 minute&amp;nbsp;nap and only&amp;nbsp;got poked in the face twice, thanks&amp;nbsp;to a bored 4 y/o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Belly Button in or out&lt;/strong&gt;: In&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wedding ring on or off&lt;/strong&gt;: On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I'm looking forward to&lt;/strong&gt;: Not feeling nauseous when I drink water. I'm hoping the "morning" sickness is starting to alleviate. I've been drinking more juice then I should just to get some liquids down. I'm also looking forward to being able to feel movement. I'm probably still a few weeks away but&amp;nbsp;it's my favorite part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would do a belly shot but there isn't anything to see, except for my already puggy-ness. I'll take one when you can really tell that there is something in there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;a href="http://www.astheforestegrows.com/"&gt; As the Forest(e) Grows&lt;/a&gt; for the idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-9045375503325347513?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/9045375503325347513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2012/02/belly-facts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/9045375503325347513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/9045375503325347513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2012/02/belly-facts.html' title='Belly Facts...'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-5283855743095497204</id><published>2012-01-25T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T13:36:55.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's right. I have an &lt;em&gt;announcement&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead of me telling you, I'll show you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fKlTwx0Rpt8/TyBkEjx2P9I/AAAAAAAAAR0/_fQFqeJ8Tn4/s1600/DSC05258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fKlTwx0Rpt8/TyBkEjx2P9I/AAAAAAAAAR0/_fQFqeJ8Tn4/s320/DSC05258.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby #3 will be here in August!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are happy/excited/joyous/thankful/walking on sunshine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;According to all the due date calculators the actual due date is &lt;strong&gt;August 18th&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had an ultrasound about a month ago (I had some bleeding they were worried about) and when the baby was measured the tech put my due date at the &lt;strong&gt;25th&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had another ultrasound yesterday, at my first check up, and the (same) tech told me that the "new" due date is the &lt;strong&gt;16th&lt;/strong&gt;, because of the baby's size. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't get to see my OB again after the ultrasound so I will ask her at my appointment next month what my real due date is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For now, we will just say the &lt;strong&gt;25th of August&lt;/strong&gt;, which makes me &lt;strong&gt;9 weeks and&amp;nbsp;4 days&lt;/strong&gt; pregnant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A&amp;nbsp;few of things I wanted to share:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Water is gross, until 8 pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Uncooked pepperoni smells ucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Carbs are yummy and making me fat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-I (baby)&amp;nbsp;love chocolate milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Hamburgers are only good in theory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-I want to eat french fries all day long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's it for now. I will be posting updates along the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a wonderful day everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-5283855743095497204?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/5283855743095497204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2012/01/announcement.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/5283855743095497204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/5283855743095497204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2012/01/announcement.html' title='Announcement!'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fKlTwx0Rpt8/TyBkEjx2P9I/AAAAAAAAAR0/_fQFqeJ8Tn4/s72-c/DSC05258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-9033294971167145288</id><published>2012-01-20T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T12:26:47.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monthly Meal Planning</title><content type='html'>Before I started working I made weekly meal plans. I would print a blank calendar from &lt;a href="http://www.calendarsthatwork.com/"&gt;http://www.calendarsthatwork.com/&lt;/a&gt; and every weekend I would plan breakfast, lunch and dinner for the week. I would make the shopping list and go shopping Monday morning while my oldest was in preschool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only having to take one child to the grocery store cut my shopping time in half. No joke.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The after I started working I found that it was unrealistic for me to be able to set aside that time every week to menu plan. There was so much else I needed to do that it took that back seat. My husband was doing most of the cooking (I worked 2:15pm to 12:15am and wasn't home for dinner) so he was the one that suffered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I was stressing out over dinners and cleaning the house and &lt;em&gt;everything else on the planet&lt;/em&gt; when I thought, "Why not just do a monthly menu?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Ding. Ding. Ding. We have a winner!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do is get a half sheet of blank paper (usually, what's leftover after cutting out a Internet printable coupon) and throughout the month, when I find a recipe I like, I write down the name and where I saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7UG4XSDY9L8/Txm55uT3PvI/AAAAAAAAARc/TL9lFDUKj_I/s1600/DSC05244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7UG4XSDY9L8/Txm55uT3PvI/AAAAAAAAARc/TL9lFDUKj_I/s320/DSC05244.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry for the messy handwriting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take note that they are numbered.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P = Pinterest&lt;br /&gt;T&amp;amp;T = Tried &amp;amp; True (a recipe book my sister put together when Hubbs and I got married.)&lt;br /&gt;101R = 101 Things to Make with Ramen Noodles (Genius! There are some awesome recipes in there.)&lt;br /&gt;C = Crockpot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I have enough recipes for&amp;nbsp;an&amp;nbsp;entire month I will make a list of everything I need to buy at the store for each dinner. (This is where writing down were I found the recipe comes in handy since, let's face it, I have no brain and wouldn't remember.) I will then add the number of the dinner to the end of the item. This&amp;nbsp;lets&amp;nbsp;me easily know that I need onions for dinner #17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kfwhxIzrSbg/Txm7S80xPsI/AAAAAAAAARk/aAcBf1dNWtI/s1600/DSC05245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kfwhxIzrSbg/Txm7S80xPsI/AAAAAAAAARk/aAcBf1dNWtI/s320/DSC05245.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I fill out the calendar I printed with the dinners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gS-0_O-0FdQ/Txm76H4MyZI/AAAAAAAAARs/tC_-lZPGNYc/s1600/DSC05243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gS-0_O-0FdQ/Txm76H4MyZI/AAAAAAAAARs/tC_-lZPGNYc/s320/DSC05243.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each week I go through the calendar, find the dinners we are having and the ingredients we need. Then comes list making and grocery shopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next goal is to actually plan breakfast and lunch just so I don't have to think about it so much &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; so we don't end up eating cereal every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-9033294971167145288?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/9033294971167145288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2012/01/monthly-meal-planning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/9033294971167145288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/9033294971167145288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2012/01/monthly-meal-planning.html' title='Monthly Meal Planning'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7UG4XSDY9L8/Txm55uT3PvI/AAAAAAAAARc/TL9lFDUKj_I/s72-c/DSC05244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-7134717517341089730</id><published>2012-01-19T10:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T10:15:12.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting Advice</title><content type='html'>We've been living in our house for just over two years now. We've painted the two upstairs bedrooms and that's it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous owners painted one wall in the kitchen and the living room. The one wall in the kitchen is&amp;nbsp;this weird&amp;nbsp;dark purpley color and the living room is a mossy green color. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like either colors at this point. The green wasn't so bad when we first moved in, especially since we came from an apartment where we weren't allowed to paint. I think it could have been the most hideous shade of any color and we would have been happy that it wasn't a white wall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to paint the kitchen and living room the same color. Here&amp;nbsp;are the problems:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Everything in this house is light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen Cabinets&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Kitchen Counter tops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--fz8I0JOURM/TxhJarVd63I/AAAAAAAAAQs/0nWXS9E4k3E/s1600/DSC05230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--fz8I0JOURM/TxhJarVd63I/AAAAAAAAAQs/0nWXS9E4k3E/s200/DSC05230.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ybsXU99ndO4/TxhJht_p0YI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ld7oQe1uUW0/s1600/DSC05232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ybsXU99ndO4/TxhJht_p0YI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ld7oQe1uUW0/s200/DSC05232.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living Room Flooring&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Kitchen Flooring &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GHaKjie621s/TxhJ0JMSLuI/AAAAAAAAARE/EQShRdMdPSo/s1600/DSC05235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GHaKjie621s/TxhJ0JMSLuI/AAAAAAAAARE/EQShRdMdPSo/s200/DSC05235.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3lZcaVbFPI/TxhJnlhiRZI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/NCRXY14u3EE/s1600/DSC05233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3lZcaVbFPI/TxhJnlhiRZI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/NCRXY14u3EE/s200/DSC05233.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I like blue. But, we have already painted both bedrooms upstairs with blue and the outside of the house is a colonial blue with white trim. There is already lots and lots of blue. I want something different that won't clash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My husband hates all of my ideas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wanted to get your advice. What colors would you suggest painting the living room and kitchen? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like these wall colors, but I'm not sure they will work in this house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vibk2ItXiEs/TxhLrVdiphI/AAAAAAAAARM/suKwSmhxxWc/s1600/72761350199310580_tjh5gAT0_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vibk2ItXiEs/TxhLrVdiphI/AAAAAAAAARM/suKwSmhxxWc/s1600/72761350199310580_tjh5gAT0_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RbMsPhWAigE/TxhLs3c2WII/AAAAAAAAARU/ii9aBBe5taU/s1600/102879172707345312_cc0KXdIK_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RbMsPhWAigE/TxhLs3c2WII/AAAAAAAAARU/ii9aBBe5taU/s1600/102879172707345312_cc0KXdIK_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desperately want to paint our kitchen cabinets white but that's not going to happen. If this was the house we planned on staying if forever I would change the cabinets, but it isn't, so I'm not going to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one last thought. I'm obsessed with this blog right now, &lt;a href="http://iheartorganizing.blogspot.com/"&gt;IHeart Organizing&lt;/a&gt;. My house&amp;nbsp;will be that organized someday. One closet and drawer at&amp;nbsp;a time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-7134717517341089730?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/7134717517341089730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2012/01/painting-advice.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/7134717517341089730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/7134717517341089730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2012/01/painting-advice.html' title='Painting Advice'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--fz8I0JOURM/TxhJarVd63I/AAAAAAAAAQs/0nWXS9E4k3E/s72-c/DSC05230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-1994885383780062666</id><published>2012-01-03T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T10:51:48.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals for 2012</title><content type='html'>Some things I've learned about myself over the years are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If I cut out any food group from my diet I start to obsess about it and end up eating it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;- If given the option to sit on the couch and watch television or exercise I always opt for the couch. &lt;br /&gt;- I&amp;nbsp;am not patient enough&amp;nbsp;with myself. &lt;br /&gt;- My day revolves around when I get to eat next.&lt;br /&gt;- I love exercising once I start doing it.&lt;br /&gt;- Any amount of clutter in our home makes if hard for me to focus on anything else.&lt;br /&gt;- And many more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goals for 2012 revolve around clutter and health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found&amp;nbsp;a "2012 Declutter Calendar"&amp;nbsp;on Pinterest (I'm addicted to Pinterest!), from &lt;a href="http://www.mysimplerlife.com/"&gt;http://www.mysimplerlife.com/&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;that I am really excited to use. This house is far too small for all the&amp;nbsp;stuff&amp;nbsp;we have in it. I'm pretty sure we have hundreds of items we never use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found a woman with a blog that I am envious of, &lt;a href="http://www.iheartorganizing.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.iheartorganizing.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. The way she organized her home is a dream of mine. Someday, little by little, I will be as organized as she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other goals for 2012 are about my health. When I started working outside our home I tried really hard to make dinners easy for my husband (He cooked dinner since I worked a swing shift, 2pm-12am), which didn't always mean we were eating the healthiest. We also ate out a lot on the weekends because we were tired and it was easy. (I'm SO&amp;nbsp;sick of eating out, which is a good thing.) We have both gained quite a bit of weight. So much, in fact, that&amp;nbsp;I'm embarrassed to write out my stats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our health goals include, eating more vegetables and fruit, NOT eating out more then once or twice &lt;strong&gt;a month&lt;/strong&gt;, doing some form of physical activity every day and&amp;nbsp;taking our multivitamins. These may seem vague to most but we are taking baby steps for a lifestyle change, not a quick fix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start writing my stats on&amp;nbsp;Mondays&amp;nbsp;again, even though it's embarrassing. It's a good way to keep track of my progress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my girls are having, what we call, a "tragic day" when everything&amp;nbsp;seems a bazillion times worse then it actually is. Hopefully a nap will fix this. Drama, drama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-1994885383780062666?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/1994885383780062666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2012/01/goals-for-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/1994885383780062666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/1994885383780062666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2012/01/goals-for-2012.html' title='Goals for 2012'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-4875749145753877291</id><published>2011-12-30T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T12:00:04.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um, so, yeah...</title><content type='html'>My last post (months and months ago) detailed the struggle I was having being a working (outside the home)mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be honest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sucked at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a family decision that I would stop working and yesterday was my last day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be honest again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sad. I made some really great friends. I got to talk&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;interact with&amp;nbsp;adults on a regular basis. I learned how to small-talk again. I learned a new awesome&amp;nbsp;skill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some valuable things I learned working outside&amp;nbsp;our home:&lt;br /&gt;-People actually DO like me. &lt;br /&gt;-I can learn a new skill and be good at it.&lt;br /&gt;-I'm not as weird as I think I am. (There are some crazies out there. Just sayin'.)&lt;br /&gt;-Mean people suck and aren't worth my time.&lt;br /&gt;-I need sleep and lots of it.&lt;br /&gt;-I missed my family. (I knew I would. I just didn't realize it would be that much. It was painful.)&lt;br /&gt;-I am worth more to my family being at&amp;nbsp;home then I am at work making money. (That is an awesome feeling.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I understand that people do have to work. Every situation is different. What works for your family is completely up to you. No one thing (that being working outside the home as oppose to being a SAHM) is best for everyone. Our family is lucky enough that we can survive on one paycheck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited to get back into couponing, exercising, making dinner, bread and the like, going on play dates, blogging, playing with my girls, spending time with my husband and being an overall happier person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-4875749145753877291?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/4875749145753877291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/12/um-so-yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/4875749145753877291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/4875749145753877291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/12/um-so-yeah.html' title='Um, so, yeah...'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-2068279394003915575</id><published>2011-09-25T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T12:16:37.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juggling has never been a talent of mine</title><content type='html'>I wanted to write and say that I'm still alive and haven't forgotten about this blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight loss has been nonexistent lately as I started a new job and haven't found my groove yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've actually spent a lot of time crying this past week because I'm overwhelmed. Thanks to an understanding/amazing husband and getting more organized I'm feeling a lot better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, hopefully, I can start focusing on making better/healthier choices and getting back on that wagon.&amp;nbsp;I think I'm going to have to schedule time for exercise everyday or it's just not going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck! And if any of you are working mom's, I am curious how you make it all work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-2068279394003915575?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/2068279394003915575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/09/juggling-has-never-been-talent-of-mine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/2068279394003915575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/2068279394003915575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/09/juggling-has-never-been-talent-of-mine.html' title='Juggling has never been a talent of mine'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-6653428050562872894</id><published>2011-08-01T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T08:23:52.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh-in'/><title type='text'>Weigh In Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here are the numbers this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Weight: &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;151.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;(-&amp;nbsp;1.8 lbs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Neck: 12&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;(same)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chest: 35.5 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;(- 0.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ribs: 30 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;(- 0.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Right Arm: 11.5 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;(same)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Left Arm: 11 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;(same)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Belly Button: 34 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;(-1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hips: 39&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;(- 0.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Butt: 42&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;(same)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Right Thigh: 22&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(+ 0.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Left Thigh: 22 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;(same)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;BMI: 25.2 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(overweight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I feel okay about last week. I had some rough days and some awesome days. I walked every day for at least an hour. I also did toning on Monday and Wednesday, but forgot on Friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Today I started the 30-Day Shred (my arms feel like jell-o). I plan on doing that, as well as walking for an hour, every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I am also going to work on eating better snacks. I know they aren't sufficient because I feel &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO HUNGRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; about an hour after eating them. If you have any good snack ideas please share them with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-6653428050562872894?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/6653428050562872894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/08/weigh-in-monday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/6653428050562872894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/6653428050562872894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/08/weigh-in-monday.html' title='Weigh In Monday'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-2827914811496636017</id><published>2011-07-28T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T14:16:57.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resting Metabolic Rate Formula</title><content type='html'>Somebody on &lt;a href="http://www.myfitnesspal.com/topics/show/301205-who-would-have-thought-it-would-work"&gt;My Fitness Pal&lt;/a&gt; posted a formula to calculate your Resting Metabolic Rate, or how many calories you burn just by&amp;nbsp;being alive&amp;nbsp;each day. &lt;br /&gt;I found it super helpful so I decided to post it here for the rest of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight in kilograms=weight in lbs divided by 2.2&lt;br /&gt;height in centimeters =height in inches times 2.54&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the formula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(9.99 x weight in kilograms) + (6.25 x height in centimeters) -(4.92 x age in years) + 5 or -161=rmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end the formula is different depending on your gender if you are male add 5. If you are female subtract 161. Be sure when you calculate this that you do what is in the ( ) first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-2827914811496636017?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/2827914811496636017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/07/resting-metabolic-rate-formula.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/2827914811496636017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/2827914811496636017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/07/resting-metabolic-rate-formula.html' title='Resting Metabolic Rate Formula'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-2904129702497804613</id><published>2011-07-27T09:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T09:54:22.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom Buster Jar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UmWl2UZzJa8/TjAwaJRY4YI/AAAAAAAAAJk/RzR9yLPGjfE/s1600/DSC04766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UmWl2UZzJa8/TjAwaJRY4YI/AAAAAAAAAJk/RzR9yLPGjfE/s200/DSC04766.JPG" t$="true" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is our Boredom Buster Jar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I realized, a few weeks ago, that my oldest was watching WAY too much television. I started limiting her to two shows in the morning and two after lunch.&lt;em&gt; (Which is still too much, in my opinion. I'm weaning her.) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This lack of tv in her life has lead to a lot of boredom. The poor thing can't think of anything to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then she started&amp;nbsp;coming to me every 10 seconds to let me know she is bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was driving me bananas, b-a-n-a-n-a-s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I say &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;because now we have the best thing ever, the Boredom Buster Jar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She and I made a list of everything she loves to do (playing&amp;nbsp;on the grass, coloring, playing dress up, etc.) and then we made a list of some not so fun things (washing windows, sweeping the kitchen, picking up toys, etc.). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I printed them all and put them in the jar, the fun with the not so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, if she can't think of anything to do she pulls a paper from the&amp;nbsp;jar and has to do whatever is on the paper.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She loves this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The only thing she had a hard time with was when she&amp;nbsp;pulled "pick up all the toys". It took forever for her to finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope this helps anyone else who has children with the "Boredom Syndrome".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-2904129702497804613?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/2904129702497804613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/07/boredom-buster-jar.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/2904129702497804613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/2904129702497804613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/07/boredom-buster-jar.html' title='Boredom Buster Jar'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UmWl2UZzJa8/TjAwaJRY4YI/AAAAAAAAAJk/RzR9yLPGjfE/s72-c/DSC04766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-3845561852574083794</id><published>2011-07-25T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T08:55:38.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh-in'/><title type='text'>Operation: Fit into all the jeans I own because I really don't want to go shopping for larger sizes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a data-bk="8.1" data-bns="API.YAlgo" href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0PDoX22jC1O9UwAa_aJzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBpZTByOGFiBHBvcwMyBHNlYwNzcgR2dGlkAw--/SIG=1kbsumlps/EXP=1311636790/**http%3a//images.search.yahoo.com/images/view%3fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Dfunny%252Bweight%252Bloss%252Bcartoons%2526rs%253D0%2526vm%253Dr%2526fr%253Dyfp-t-701%26w=326%26h=416%26imgurl=i527.photobucket.com%252Falbums%252Fcc353%252FMitankala%252FFunny%252520Weight%252520Loss%252520Cartoons%252FweightLoss34.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fsjeanwatts.blogspot.com%252F%26size=30KB%26name=funny%2bweight%2blos...%26p=funny%2bweight%2bloss%2bcartoons%26oid=055b5ef27834c70b870ada748d9bd2d8%26fr2=%26no=2%26tt=5540%26sigr=10vdfdujr%26sigi=12tsnf7qv%26sigb=130167omm%26.crumb=85Tre/f3SP7" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Go to fullsize image" height="160" src="http://ts1.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=1058934101672&amp;amp;id=264789cb02dffa74582afda0f1e050c5" title="http://sjeanwatts.blogspot.com/" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last post was about getting back on this weight loss wagon but the stupid thing threw me right off. I think they should install seat belts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I updated two weeks ago and since then a lot has happened. Wednesday of that week I had a job interview. Needless to say, I was SO nervous. And when I get nervous I eat.&lt;strong&gt; A LOT&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week on Monday it was my oldest daughters birthday.We threw her&amp;nbsp;a party the Saturday before (more stress) and then Monday was actually really nice. We played all day, just the four of us. But there was a lot of naughty (amazingly yummy!)&amp;nbsp;food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last&amp;nbsp;Saturday night the Mr. and I had a hot date. This included Harry Potter: Part 2 and dinner at Red Lobster. Popcorn and then a gynormous dinner. I think I'm still full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little disappointed, but not surprised, at this mornings numbers. Two weeks of willy-nilly eating will do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Weight: &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;153&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(+&amp;nbsp;2.6 lbs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Neck: 12&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(+ 0.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chest: 36 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(+ 1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ribs: 30.5 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(+ 0.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Right Arm: 11.5 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(+ 0.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Left Arm: 11 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;(same)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Belly Button: 35 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(+1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hips: 39.5&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;( +1.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Butt: 42&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;(same)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Right Thigh: 21.5&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;(- 0.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Left Thigh: 22 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;(same)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;BMI: 25.5 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(overweight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goals for the week are to (again) drink a gallon of water each day and to do one hour of cardio each day and three days of weight training. I'm still walking for cardio. For the weight training I thought I would focus on a different area each day. Monday (today) will be arms,&amp;nbsp;Wednesday the core and Friday legs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #0b5394;"&gt;What, if any, are your favorite workouts on DVD?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-3845561852574083794?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/3845561852574083794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/07/operation-fit-into-all-jeans-i-own.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/3845561852574083794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/3845561852574083794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/07/operation-fit-into-all-jeans-i-own.html' title='Operation: Fit into all the jeans I own because I really don&apos;t want to go shopping for larger sizes.'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-2566966293559163814</id><published>2011-07-11T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:01:41.724-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh-in'/><title type='text'>Getting back on the wagon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a data-bk="16.1" data-bns="API.YAlgo" href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJke0DOhtONVMA74OJzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBqajcycGpzBHBvcwMyNwRzZWMDc3IEdnRpZAM-/SIG=1mtd6ds5g/EXP=1310435971/**http%3a//images.search.yahoo.com/images/view%3fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Dweigh%252Bin%252Bscale%2526b%253D22%2526ni%253D21%2526ei%253Dutf-8%2526vm%253Dr%2526xargs%253D0%2526pstart%253D1%2526fr%253Dyfp-t-701%26w=500%26h=332%26imgurl=neuronarrative.files.wordpress.com%252F2010%252F01%252Fweight_scale.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fneuronarrative.wordpress.com%252F2010%252F01%252F10%252Fdoes-making-a-public-commitment-really-help-people-lose-weight%252F%26size=21KB%26name=weight_scale%26p=weigh%2bin%2bscale%26oid=91781431558eb361232c23a9d5c029d1%26fr2=%26no=27%26tt=690000%26b=22%26ni=21%26sigr=13ec92vhd%26sigi=11r1a16iv%26sigb=13ka5hfff%26.crumb=85Tre/f3SP7" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Go to fullsize image" height="106" src="http://ts4.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=1037050782135&amp;amp;id=24ed1a156aec420bf5486be67b9783eb" title="http://neuronarrative.wordpress.com/2010/01/10/does-making-a-public-commitment-really-help-people-lose-weight/" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had an official weigh-in for months now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know I've gained weight because I weigh myself almost every day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here are my measurements as compared to the last time I logged in. All of these measurements are in inches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Weight: &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;150.4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(+ 1.6 lbs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Neck: 11.5&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; (same)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chest: 35 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(same)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ribs: 30 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(+ 0.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Right Arm: 11 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(same)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Left Arm: 11 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(+ 0.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Belly Button: 34 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(+2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hips: 38 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;( +1.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Butt: 42&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; ( +1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Right Thigh: 22 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;( +2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Left Thigh: 22 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;( +2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;BMI: 25 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(overweight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to make mini goals each week to work on. These are the three I'm going with this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Drink a gallon of water each day&lt;/strong&gt;. That sounds like a lot but it's actually only 16 cups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;strong&gt; Cut out all sugar - for real!&lt;/strong&gt; I was doing really well before the 4th of July. We went to a family reunion and I went a little crazy. How could I resist Oreo truffles?! &lt;em&gt;(Bad, Cara!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Do some form of exercise every day&lt;/strong&gt;. I have been getting up early to walk, except for this morning. I just couldn't keep my eyes open. (I blame the weird-o dreams&amp;nbsp;I had last night.) When I do walk it's an average of 5 miles.&lt;br /&gt;I still use &lt;a href="http://www.myfitnesspal.com/"&gt;MyFitnessPal&lt;/a&gt; to track all my food and exercise calories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, it felt like there was something else I was going to add. Oh well. That's my brain. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-2566966293559163814?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/2566966293559163814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/07/getting-back-on-wagon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/2566966293559163814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/2566966293559163814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/07/getting-back-on-wagon.html' title='Getting back on the wagon'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-4544628418469793593</id><published>2011-07-10T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T16:44:49.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One is the loneliest number you will ever find...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJkK7IOBpOeykALSGJzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBtcXJvM3E1BHBvcwMxBHNlYwNmbGtyX2IEdnRpZAM-/SIG=1hvt27j02/EXP=1310370120/**http%3a//images.search.yahoo.com/images/view%3fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Done%2526ei%253DUTF-8%2526vm%253Dr%2526fr%253Dyfp-t-701%26w=375%26h=500%26imgurl=farm3.static.flickr.com%252F2114%252F2164279407_666969752a.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.flickr.com%252Fphotos%252F8422710%2540N06%252F2164279407%252F%26size=129k%26name=Number%2bOne%26p=one%26oid=d17b92e3c8233e72%26fr2=%26fusr=John%2bAyo%26lic=3%26no=1%26tt=36684462%26sigr=11k2ptq0s%26sigi=11muo1j7d%26sigb=12d0egcka%26fb=0%26.crumb=DyA1aiIUzLV" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" undefined=""&gt;&lt;img alt="Go to fullsize image" height="145" src="http://thm-a01.yimg.com/nimage/d17b92e3c8233e72" title="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8422710@N06/2164279407/" width="108" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I don't like that song, btw.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know if I am just really good at isolating myself, super-weird so that nobody wants to be associated with me, never learned the "people skills", or am just selfish and rude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;spent the first&amp;nbsp;hour of church trying to keep&amp;nbsp;our oldest&amp;nbsp;child from having a meltdown because &lt;em&gt;SOMEBODY&lt;/em&gt; (points to herself) forgot the crayons. (I know. &lt;em&gt;Worst Mother of the Year Award&lt;/em&gt;, right here) And the next two hours wrestling an over-tired one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;year old, that just wanted to scream and destroy everything in the diaper bag.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least they did it in shifts. I don't think I could have stayed the whole three hours if they had both started from the beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was all&amp;nbsp;on my own because my bestest friend (and husband) has come down with a stomach bug and had to stay home today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't have any close friends at church. There are a lot of really nice, friendly people there. But there isn't anyone who "gets" me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a weirdo. I know that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also don't have any people skills. I did before I had children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I say the weirdest things and even as the words are spewing out of my mouth my head is screaming "STOP THE INSANITY". I should be diagnosed with "word vomit syndrome".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have made friends from church in the past...most of which have moved away. (I think I'm cursed.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being there alone (without my spouse) and without anyone I felt like I could really talk (or cry) to made the feeling of loneliness deepen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of this brought out the seventh grader in me. The one who felt so awkward and alone that she just wanted to crawl under a table and cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really do want to have friends, but every time I get close to someone and they move, a little part of me gives up. I come away feeling more and more inadequate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know a lot of this must&amp;nbsp;sound crazy. Many of you are probably thinking that I should put my big girl panties on and stop feeling sorry for myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now if&amp;nbsp;I could find them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The point is that I wish I was better at making (and keeping) friends and that I didn't feel so awkward in my own skin. If I could make peace with myself I think a lot of things I struggle with wouldn't be problems anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-4544628418469793593?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/4544628418469793593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-is-loneliest-number-you-will-ever.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/4544628418469793593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/4544628418469793593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-is-loneliest-number-you-will-ever.html' title='One is the loneliest number you will ever find...'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-7097687132983804120</id><published>2011-07-05T18:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T15:54:40.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The IUD. Not a friend.</title><content type='html'>I read a blog post earlier (and of course I can't find it now) and the blogger was discussing the IUD. She wrote about some of the side effects that she has experienced while using the Mirena IUD. I was stunned (and a little sad) that we were experiencing a lot of the same problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acne&lt;/strong&gt;. I've never had that wonderfully clear skin that we all strive for. I've also never had acne problems. It's been more of a here and there problem, until I got a Mirena IUD. I've had the most embarrassing acne since having the IUD put in. This is actually my second IUD and I had acne problems with the first as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Depression.&lt;/strong&gt; I was in the shower the other morning, where I get all my best ideas, and it hit me that my depression issues might just be a side effect of the hormones the Mirena secretes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extreme moodiness&lt;/strong&gt;. I swear sometimes I'm pregnant, just because of my mood swings. I cry at EVERYTHING. It's ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weight gain/inability to loose weight&lt;/strong&gt;. Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my yearly "Happy Pappy" appointment with my OB/GYN in September and I was planning on having the IUD taken out at that appointment. After reading all that I have I'm wondering if I should make an appointment sooner than that to have&amp;nbsp;this thing&amp;nbsp;removed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Have any of you had similar experiences with an IUD? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-7097687132983804120?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/7097687132983804120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-iud.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/7097687132983804120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/7097687132983804120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-iud.html' title='The IUD. Not a friend.'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-6284665550576172933</id><published>2011-06-29T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T14:00:18.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJkIXgkQtOakQAJzCjzbkF/SIG=12lksmtu0/EXP=1309409888/**http%3a//blog.silive.com/weather/2008/12/Quiet-Sick-Zone-779020.jpg" id="aimgMain" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img alt="View Image" height="167" id="imageMain" src="http://blog.silive.com/weather/2008/12/Quiet-Sick-Zone-779020.jpg" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-top: 45px;" title="View Full Size Image" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are on day&amp;nbsp;seven of the entire family being sick. I feel like I've fallen off the face of the planet because of everything we've missed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully all this resting we have been doing will help us get over these bugs by the weekend, because wouldn't that&amp;nbsp;be the worst&amp;nbsp;to be sick for the forth of July weekend? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So the doc told us to drink a lot of water. He specifically said 2 to 3 liters every day. Well, I think in cups, not liters, so I was thinking 2 or 3 liters was like a gallon of water or something. (I know. How stupid, right?)&amp;nbsp;I've been drinking at least a gallon every day. Well, come to find out (thank you Google) that 2 to 3 liters is only 8 to 12 cups of water a day. (Isn't that the normal amount of water people should be drinking daily? For the doctor to say that he wants us to drink "a lot" of water and then give us the "normal" amounts makes me wonder if people drink water at all anymore.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Regardless, I've had to pee like a racehorse. Mix that much water with coughing and there have been a few times I almost didn't make it to the toilet. Awkward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-6284665550576172933?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/6284665550576172933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/06/sick.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/6284665550576172933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/6284665550576172933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/06/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-1682524260011836354</id><published>2011-06-10T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:03:36.383-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Firday'/><title type='text'>5 for friday - things i have been putting off</title><content type='html'>I want to dedicate today's&amp;nbsp;5 for Friday&amp;nbsp;to all those that great procrastinators, like myself. Today I want to acknowledge that I have been putting things off and it's running my life. I'm always obsessing about how I need to do this or should do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The dishes. Like every day. Right now, they are in a manageable state. I consider it a success if I can get them done in under 30 minutes (Do you remember the Domino's commercials with the guys from New York, "You've go towrdy minutes." &lt;strong&gt;SO FUNNY&lt;/strong&gt;). So why don't I just skip my way over the the sink and wash them up. If I don't wash them tonight or first thing in the morning they will multiply. Seriously. I think they are alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Showering. I know. GROSS. But, the days go by so fast that if I do shower every day it seems like that is all I'm ever doing. And if I shower I &lt;strong&gt;have &lt;/strong&gt;to do my hair or it will dry to look like the scariest, rabid animal you've ever seen. (I heart my flat iron.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Grocery shopping. This is something that makes me sad to put off. I love shopping. Especially grocery shopping. I have a mighty love for food and couponing makes&amp;nbsp;it fun. I just barely made my lists and gathered coupons today. Hopefully I will get up early enough that I can go shopping before everyone wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Exercise. I've lost the will to move and it's SAD! I can tell that all my hard work from before is gone. My muscles feel different. I'm moodier (if that's possible). My skin looks horrible. I am gasping for air by the time I get to the top of the stairs. It's kinda tragic. I think I said this before, but I am absolutely disgusted that I let all that work go to waste. You would think that noticing all these things would be enough to get my buns off the couch...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My church responsibilities. I know I'm not the best at my calling and not half as good as the woman that did it before me. I'm really trying but it just seems I can't keep up. It's not even a hard calling. It's not cake, but it isn't &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; hard either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;What is the funniest thing that happened to you today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- My oldest told me when we were putting her in bed, "Mom, give me big&amp;nbsp;smooches so that I know you had a good day with me." How cute is that?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-1682524260011836354?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/1682524260011836354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/06/5-for-friday-things-i-have-been-putting.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/1682524260011836354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/1682524260011836354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/06/5-for-friday-things-i-have-been-putting.html' title='5 for friday - things i have been putting off'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-2323559195886970017</id><published>2011-06-09T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T16:21:00.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fitness Pal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a data-bk="20.1" data-bns="API.YAlgo" href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJkIfGUfFNAx8A6O2JzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBxdjN1b2IxBHBvcwM3MQRzZWMDc3IEdnRpZANJMTM4Xzg4/SIG=1n6fbtlla/EXP=1307689542/**http%3a//images.search.yahoo.com/images/view%3fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Dmy%252Bfitness%252Bpal%2526b%253D64%2526ni%253D21%2526ei%253DUTF-8%2526xargs%253D0%2526pstart%253D1%2526fr%253Dyfp-t-701%26w=290%26h=320%26imgurl=2.bp.blogspot.com%252F-DziYK1eZWbw%252FTbcOs_PlbFI%252FAAAAAAAAC-I%252F8poDquvp6yg%252Fs320%252FThe-Best-Apps-and-Sites_MyFitnessPal_jpg_e_a917b4a5971209646cc31f87d166202a.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fpetitesjoies.blogspot.com%252F%26size=9KB%26name=My%2bFitness%2bPal%2b-...%26p=my%2bfitness%2bpal%26oid=9a49b3b0eed381e7e96c7440aaa5492d%26fr2=%26no=71%26tt=25600%26b=64%26ni=21%26sigr=11151o12s%26sigi=14na808mg%26sigb=13fn1nrte%26.crumb=zE6RekUczoW" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Go to fullsize image" height="160" src="http://ts3.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=986532024742&amp;amp;id=e1726b8d6883a8d4de35268a79a4c481" title="http://petitesjoies.blogspot.com/" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There might be some of you out there that do what&amp;nbsp;I used to do. You spend countless &lt;strike&gt;hours&lt;/strike&gt; minutes&amp;nbsp;writing down everything you eat in a food journal. Then you have to go online (I used calorie king. Great website!) to find the nutritional content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found &lt;a href="http://www.myfitnesspal.com/"&gt;My Fitness Pal&lt;/a&gt;. Lemme tell you... it. is. awesome. I put in my weight loss goal, activity level, food I eat, and exercise I do and it does all the math for me. &lt;em&gt;SCORE! &lt;/em&gt;Me no likey math. Not so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any who, the best thing about logging my food and exercise online is that it is password protected. I don't&amp;nbsp;have to&amp;nbsp;worry about someone picking up my food&amp;nbsp;journal&amp;nbsp;to judge me about the handful of&amp;nbsp;chocolate chips I scarfed down in a weak moment. Because that happens way more often then I like to admit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-2323559195886970017?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/2323559195886970017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-fitness-pal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/2323559195886970017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/2323559195886970017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-fitness-pal.html' title='My Fitness Pal'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-1623114313607848435</id><published>2011-06-07T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T16:28:55.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POOP!</title><content type='html'>For the last, oh.....seven or so days, my one year old has been kind enough to bestow diapers full of "presents" at least &lt;strong&gt;FIVE TIMES A DAY&lt;/strong&gt;, each day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We aren't talking about normal poops here. These are the nastiest, foul smelling, scourges of motherhood ever to make an appearance in a diaper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She recently had a stomach bug and it seems that her little belly is still trying to recover. In the meantime, I get to gag, throwing up a little in my mouth, several times a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing she's cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-1623114313607848435?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/1623114313607848435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/06/poop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/1623114313607848435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/1623114313607848435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/06/poop.html' title='POOP!'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-1771028663340739889</id><published>2011-06-03T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:03:36.383-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Firday'/><title type='text'>5 for friday, things I miss</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking a lot about who I want to be when I grow up &lt;em&gt;(HA!)&lt;/em&gt; and who I used to be (before children and marriage). So today I am dedicating this 5 for Friday to things I miss about myself. Not that I don't love my husband and children, (because I most certainly do!) just that I am a different person than I was &lt;em&gt;WAY&lt;/em&gt; back when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I used to be able to control my temper better. I've had a short fuse lately that I really REALLY dislike. I have&amp;nbsp;been working on it but it seems to be my biggest problem right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The &lt;strong&gt;lack&lt;/strong&gt; of bags under my eyes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Dear Sleep, I miss you. Your Biggest Fan, Cara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't remember being such a procrastinator. It's like pulling teeth to get me to do anything these days...mostly just the dishes though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I miss not having stretch marks on my tummy. I joked that after my first was born (because 99% of my stretch marks are from that pregnancy) if I ran naked down the street I would be mistaken for a zebra escaped from the zoo. An albino zebra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I miss&amp;nbsp;what my&amp;nbsp;attention span used to be. I can't seem to focus on anything for very long as of late. I&amp;nbsp;blame a little of this on my oldest, who feels it's her duty to make enough noise that we won't ever&amp;nbsp;miss the fact that we don't&amp;nbsp;have a radio in the house. (She seriously NEVER STOPS making noise. It's cute and super annoying at the same time.)&amp;nbsp;I admit, I tune her out, a lot, along with everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Is there anything you miss about your younger self?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-1771028663340739889?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/1771028663340739889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/06/5-for-friday-things-i-miss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/1771028663340739889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/1771028663340739889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/06/5-for-friday-things-i-miss.html' title='5 for friday, things I miss'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-3995357967943711793</id><published>2011-06-01T09:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T23:15:56.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stairs should not be so hard to climb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a data-bk="28.1" data-bns="API.YAlgo" href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJkIVIzelNLkkA4heJzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBrbTRjZWpzBHBvcwMxMzgEc2VjA3NyBHZ0aWQD/SIG=1m795rtg7/EXP=1307196872/**http%3a//images.search.yahoo.com/images/view%3fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Dweight%252Bloss%2526b%253D127%2526ni%253D21%2526merge%253D1%2526ei%253DUTF-8%2526xargs%253D0%2526pstart%253D1%2526fr%253Dyfp-t-701%26w=800%26h=600%26imgurl=cosmeticsurgerytoday.files.wordpress.com%252F2008%252F07%252Fweight-loss-3.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.girassoldourado.com%252Fweight-loss-diets-insights-easily-lose-20-pounds.html%26size=281KB%26name=Weight%2bLoss%2bDiet...%26p=weight%2bloss%26oid=251c6a6e26fe506a9429ddce4ce020df%26fr2=%26no=138%26tt=2260000%26b=127%26ni=21%26m=1%26sigr=12knfb4s0%26sigi=122btroma%26sigb=13l6su608%26.crumb=8578cCqJeC4"&gt;&lt;img alt="Go to fullsize image" height="120" src="http://ts1.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=997489325180&amp;amp;id=7ea576e92876dead5b015860c7594a35" title="http://www.girassoldourado.com/weight-loss-diets-insights-easily-lose-20-pounds.html" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I admit it. I've fallen off the exercise wagon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have had multiple chances to get myself out of bed and get my sweat on. Instead I grab my husbands Droid&amp;nbsp;to play "Bubble Blasters" or "Plants vs. Zombies". (Curse you zombies!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I keep telling myself how much better I will feel, mentally and physically, if I just went for a walk before everyone gets up. Later, when I'm carrying my one year old up the stairs, panting as I reach the top, (16 steps, I'm such a wuss.) I kick myself for letting all my hard work go to waste. It only takes a couple weeks to undo months of work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I'm wondering where to start. I'm bored with my exercise DVDs and I realized I'm bored with my walk too. Should I start running? ﻿Find something new on the Kinect? Check Hulu for routines?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wish I would get my act together and stop sabotaging myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is good that I am thinking about all this because that usually means I'm ready to make a change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;What&amp;nbsp;is your favorite type of exercise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-3995357967943711793?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/3995357967943711793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/06/stairs-should-not-be-so-hard-to-climb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/3995357967943711793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/3995357967943711793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/06/stairs-should-not-be-so-hard-to-climb.html' title='Stairs should not be so hard to climb'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-176461870940098239</id><published>2011-05-20T21:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:03:36.383-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Firday'/><title type='text'>5 for Friday Vacations</title><content type='html'>Now that we are done with another semester of school and it's (suppose to be) getting warmer it gets me thinking about places I would love to go...Vacations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a data-bk="6.1" data-bns="API.YAlgo" href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJkIUR4dlNGxwAcSiJzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBpdnJhMHUzBHBvcwMxBHNlYwNzcgR2dGlkAw--/SIG=1gv6odtjo/EXP=1306153361/**http%3a//images.search.yahoo.com/images/view%3fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Dmachu%252Bpicchu%2526ei%253DUTF8%2526fr%253Dyfp-t-701-s%26w=775%26h=897%26imgurl=www.todaysphoto.org%252Fpotd%252Fmachu-picchu.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.todaysphoto.org%252Fpotd%252Fmachu-picchu.html%26size=256KB%26name=Machu%2bPicchu%26p=machu%2bpicchu%26oid=0ee3119519dd360bc423e3db4b86681b%26fr2=%26no=1%26tt=353000%26sigr=11ha2laun%26sigi=119mgp9nc%26sigb=12idb2661%26.crumb=8578cCqJeC4" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Go to fullsize image" height="160" src="http://ts4.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=818057776211&amp;amp;id=296488d9c6917e1eaa2ce0b2c92e5dbd" title="http://www.todaysphoto.org/potd/machu-picchu.html" width="138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;Machu-Picchu&lt;/em&gt;. We (hubbs and I) have been planning a trip to the famous butterfly city in Peru since we got married. It would be a dream if we could go for our tenth wedding anniversary but we will have to see how old the children are and if I'm preggo it won't be possible. Too much hiking for a preggo. Okay, maybe just this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a data-bk="10.1" data-bns="API.YAlgo" href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJkIdX4dlNCjwAOa.JzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBpaWhqZmNtBHBvcwMzBHNlYwNzcgR2dGlkAw--/SIG=1k3pm0lvu/EXP=1306153431/**http%3a//images.search.yahoo.com/images/view%3fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Ddisneyland%2526sado%253D1%2526ei%253Dutf-8%2526fr%253Dyfp-t-701-s%2526fr2%253Dsg-gac%26w=645%26h=495%26imgurl=brian-talbott.com%252Fwp-content%252Fuploads%252F2010%252F02%252Fdisneyland-address1.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fbrian-talbott.com%252Fvacation-advice-free%252Fdisneyland-strategy%252F%26size=87KB%26name=The%2bmany%2bsecrets...%26p=disneyland%26oid=01b19986eebc49d5c53a611587c664b5%26fr2=sg-gac%26no=3%26tt=1850000%26sigr=122n8b6tl%26sigi=124mqu6u0%26sigb=133em6fmh%26.crumb=8578cCqJeC4" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Go to fullsize image" height="122" src="http://ts3.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=958613031310&amp;amp;id=5cd5022bf7fa9cf30fdb657baee0f4bf" title="http://brian-talbott.com/vacation-advice-free/disneyland-strategy/" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;Disneyland/world&lt;/em&gt;. I have an aunt in Florida that told me if we are going to the Magical Kingdom we should do it right and go to Disneyworld. Disneyland is closer, but I've never been to Florida so it would be fun to see it, and my aunt of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a data-bk="22.1" data-bns="API.YAlgo" href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJke5.4dlNiEgAapaJzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBpdDZuNzZrBHBvcwM5BHNlYwNzcgR2dGlkAw--/SIG=1gnm8s9qg/EXP=1306153470/**http%3a//images.search.yahoo.com/images/view%3fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Dsea%252Bworld%2526ei%253Dutf-8%2526fr%253Dyfp-t-701-s%26w=1024%26h=683%26imgurl=www.mitzel.us%252Fseaworld%252Fshamu.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.mitzel.us%252Fseaworld%252Fseaworld.htm%26size=214KB%26name=Photos%2bFrom%2bA%2bTr...%26p=sea%2bworld%26oid=e78b570468a4c0180c7373a7f2cca52d%26fr2=%26no=9%26tt=3080000%26sigr=11accq9vo%26sigi=110ujmgao%26sigb=12g6ginj3%26.crumb=8578cCqJeC4" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Go to fullsize image" height="106" src="http://ts2.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=970947298701&amp;amp;id=19166a8975f01fac95c0c97ea67d2271" title="http://www.mitzel.us/seaworld/seaworld.htm" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;Sea World&lt;/em&gt;. We have seen SO MANY commercials for Sea World on television lately. My oldest is obsessed with the whales and dolphins and she thinks we need to&amp;nbsp;go there, like now. I've never been there either so I wouldn't fight it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a data-bk="16.1" data-bns="API.YAlgo" href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJke7C4dlNCUcAsL2JzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBqczRiNXN2BHBvcwM0MgRzZWMDc3IEdnRpZAM-/SIG=1lsq7kjau/EXP=1306153538/**http%3a//images.search.yahoo.com/images/view%3fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Dlouisiana%2526b%253D37%2526ni%253D18%2526ei%253Dutf-8%2526y%253DSearch%2526xargs%253D0%2526pstart%253D1%2526fr%253Dyfp-t-701-s%26w=1280%26h=960%26imgurl=www.zeusbox.com%252Fwallpapers%252Fatchafalaya_bayou_louisiana_1600x1200-1280x960.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.zeusbox.com%252Fview%252Fatchafalaya_bayou_louisiana_1600x1200-1280x960.html%26size=414KB%26name=atchafalaya%2bbayo...%26p=louisiana%26oid=d55018f9aabfc076aee7cb34706229c5%26fr2=%26no=42%26tt=5020000%26b=37%26ni=18%26sigr=12fu3rjp2%26sigi=12dfdnjsf%26sigb=13lvp8sef%26.crumb=8578cCqJeC4" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Go to fullsize image" height="120" src="http://ts1.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=969058618252&amp;amp;id=a03a75c7821d7594102fb6ab67033892" title="http://www.zeusbox.com/view/atchafalaya_bayou_louisiana_1600x1200-1280x960.html" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;Louisiana.&lt;/em&gt; You probably did a double-take on that one. We drove over to Louisiana last summer and had an amazing time. The hubbs has family there that have a lot of acreage (like 100 acres) basically in the middle of nowhere and it is awesome! It was nice to be "off the grid" (cell phones don't have coverage at the house) for a whole week and I would do it again in a heartbeat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;Local Zoo/Water park/theme park&lt;/em&gt;. We don't actually have any of these things locally. It's about a 2 hour drive, which makes&amp;nbsp;them a perfect "minication". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;If you could take a vacation anywhere, where would you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-176461870940098239?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/176461870940098239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/05/5-for-friday-vacations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/176461870940098239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/176461870940098239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/05/5-for-friday-vacations.html' title='5 for Friday Vacations'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-5830052919934335415</id><published>2011-05-11T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T09:55:46.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in my purse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJkes1v8pNEBcA6KiJzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBtcXJvM3E1BHBvcwMxBHNlYwNmbGtyX2IEdnRpZAM-/SIG=1hop9lgm7/EXP=1305161653/**http%3a//images.search.yahoo.com/images/view%3fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Dpurse%2526ei%253DUTF-8%2526fr%253Dyfp-t-701%26w=498%26h=500%26imgurl=farm4.static.flickr.com%252F3277%252F3028611044_bec5513ef4.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.flickr.com%252Fphotos%252Ficingdreams%252F3028611044%252F%26size=239k%26name=Regal%2bSugarpaste...%26p=purse%26oid=3325e70e6eed39b2%26fr2=%26fusr=IcingDreams%2b...%26no=1%26tt=640916%26sigr=11kbj3ffs%26sigi=11muhkatp%26sigb=12a1pb8t2%26fb=0%26.crumb=goIhVQpk7y2" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" undefined=""&gt;&lt;img alt="Go to fullsize image" height="145" src="http://thm-a01.yimg.com/nimage/3325e70e6eed39b2" title="http://www.flickr.com/photos/icingdreams/3028611044/" width="144" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't terribly entertaining but I know that I am always curious about what others choose to lug around all day. These are the things I have decided I can't live without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cell phone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Digital Camera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Various cards - loyalty, library, gift, etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Receipts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pictures of Rashida Jones on "Parks and Rec" &lt;em&gt;(got my hair did yesterday and hers was what I wanted it to look like.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aveda Salon business card&lt;em&gt; (where I got&amp;nbsp;my hair did)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mini Calendar, AKA: My brain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two checkbooks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wallet - with everything from money to stamps inside&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mini Accordion Coupon holder - Feel naked without my coupons!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;panty liner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gum - Orbit Strawberry Mint &lt;em&gt;(YUM!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CVS bag tag &lt;em&gt;(Hey! I was wondering where that went! Sweet!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 pens&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 different types of lip balm, because you never know what kind of "lip balm mood" you'll be in.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Umm...wow. That's a lot of stuff. No wonder that stupid thing is so heavy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;What are three items you can't live without?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-5830052919934335415?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/5830052919934335415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/05/whats-in-my-purse.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/5830052919934335415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/5830052919934335415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/05/whats-in-my-purse.html' title='What&apos;s in my purse'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-5321497483695385479</id><published>2011-05-08T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T09:36:45.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One week and counting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After my post about sugar I made the decision to stop eating it. The processed stuff at least. I can have fruit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started May 1st and let me tell you something. It has not been as hard as I thought it would. Once my mind was made up it was all good. There are only two things that I have been tempted by, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brownies.&lt;/strong&gt; I have this amazing brownie recipe that comes out&amp;nbsp;perfect every time. Last Friday I made dinner for a family that just welcomed a baby into the world. Part of the dinner was&amp;nbsp;brownies. There were some leftover and I made my husband eat them all,&amp;nbsp;because they were mocking me from the counter. Let me tell you, brownies are relentless mockers. Mean. Little. Morsels of goodness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom's Best Mallow-Oats Cereal&lt;/strong&gt;. This cereal is my most favorite on the planet. I have to steel myself from sneaking a few when getting it&amp;nbsp;for the girls.&amp;nbsp;Whoever decided it was a good idea to put marshmallows in cereal is a genius. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm trying to decide how far to take this &lt;em&gt;"No Sugar"&lt;/em&gt; stance. Does it include juice? Sweet bread, like zucchini and banana? Sugar free chocolate? For now, until the urge&amp;nbsp;to devour bags of chocolate chips whole, leaves for good, I just have to stay away from everything. Sugar free chocolate included. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;What do you eat for dessert that doesn't have sugar in it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-5321497483695385479?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/5321497483695385479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-week-and-counting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/5321497483695385479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/5321497483695385479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-week-and-counting.html' title='One week and counting!'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-7498634559113287966</id><published>2011-04-29T09:53:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:03:36.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Firday'/><title type='text'>5 for Friday</title><content type='html'>A friend started&amp;nbsp;doing "5 for Friday"&amp;nbsp;on her blog and I wanted to try it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See if you can guess what this is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;1. Most of us eat between 2 and 3 pounds of this &lt;strong&gt;each&lt;/strong&gt; week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;2. It contributes to cardiovascular disease and cancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;3. Too much of this can place stress on your body. More specifically, your pancreas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;4. It depresses your immune system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;5. It can speed up the aging process, giving you wrinkles and grey hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Any guesses?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a data-bk="24.1" data-bns="API.YAlgo" href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0PDoX0ukr1NylQAkoaJzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBqMjRpazg1BHBvcwMxMARzZWMDc3IEdnRpZAM-/SIG=1guvt296l/EXP=1304298158/**http%3a//images.search.yahoo.com/images/view%3fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Dsugar%2526ei%253DUTF-8%2526fr%253Dyfp-t-892%26w=1024%26h=768%26imgurl=alimyers.net%252Fwp-content%252Fuploads%252F2010%252F09%252Fsugar.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Falimyers.net%252Farchives%252F558%26size=695KB%26name=Stevia%253A%2bSugar%2bis...%26p=sugar%26oid=06b5b433a632246e764edaf21e639366%26fr2=%26no=10%26tt=11900000%26sigr=110uh222i%26sigi=11hhgnv0k%26sigb=12atonsb3%26.crumb=1fj2JmKl13J" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Go to fullsize image" height="150" src="http://ts2.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=765563905305&amp;amp;id=0b67aa83505c02472851899fe2f52ea1" title="http://alimyers.net/archives/558" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guessed SUGAR you are correct. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holy Cow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I knew that sugar was bad for me but if&amp;nbsp;I knew really &lt;a href="http://www.healingdaily.com/detoxification-diet/sugar.htm"&gt;how bad&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(click to read more)&amp;nbsp;it is, I would have stopped eating it a long time ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know somebody that just came off&amp;nbsp;a whole year of&amp;nbsp;eating no sugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to do this.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If, for nothing else, to not feel so crappy all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The rush it gives the kids will not be missed either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-7498634559113287966?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/7498634559113287966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/04/5-for-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/7498634559113287966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/7498634559113287966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/04/5-for-friday.html' title='5 for Friday'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-1091184319053208357</id><published>2011-04-23T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T06:39:51.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Dreams</title><content type='html'>Two separate nights, in the last week, I have had the same dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts out with me donating some clothes to a store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the phone calls start. You know, the ones with the grossies breathing into the phone and saying really nasty things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then they start showing up at my door. Men and boys of all ages. Again saying nasty things and leering at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, my clothes donation had some of my underwear in it. (And how they knew it was mine, I will never know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call the police department to help get rid of these men and they laugh and tell me I should be flattered. &lt;em&gt;(It's always a woman that answers my call.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend the rest of the dream trying to find a police officer that will take me seriously and hiding from the men. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up with that feeling that this is actually happening and that's just creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Have you ever had the same dream more than once?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-1091184319053208357?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/1091184319053208357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/04/crazy-dreams.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/1091184319053208357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/1091184319053208357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/04/crazy-dreams.html' title='Crazy Dreams'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-7438541974750830349</id><published>2011-04-14T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T07:31:28.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I'm thinking about today</title><content type='html'>1.&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt; When we can have yet another yard sale.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;I think we are obsessed. We had one about two weeks ago and then found a TON of stuff, a few days later, that should have gone in the yard sale. We just stick them in a box for next time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Bookman's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; If you aren't familiar with this store, this is how it works. You can take stuff (magazines, books, movies, games) in&amp;nbsp;to get store credit, which you can then use on anything in the store, including the cafe. I like looking through the exercise DVDs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;My OB/GYN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; I got&lt;strong&gt; the letter&lt;/strong&gt; in the mail yesterday. You know, the one saying that it's that wonderful time of year to be poked and prodded again. Now, even if I called to schedule it would be months away (I think in June) because Dr. P&amp;nbsp;is seriously just that popular.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;My sister started calling them "Happy Pappy's". It makes me giggle. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Our savings account.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;We are dangerously close to having a six month emergency fund in our savings account. We've been following Dave Ramsey's plan and it's amazing! The reason I've been thinking about the savings account so much is because when we do get that six month supply of money in there, we are going to start applying the excess from the budget each month to the mortgage. According to our calculations, we can pay the house off 20 years early doing this. &lt;strong&gt;Heck yes!!&lt;/strong&gt; That's why I've got my "mind on my money and my money on my mind."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Jillian Michaels.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;I bought her Banish Fat, Boost Metabolism DVD and it kicks my hiney. I am looking forward to the day when I can get through the entire workout without dying.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;The Evil Wal-Mart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;I swear. Every time I go into that store, they are out of everything on my list. Last night I went in for ONE THING and they were all out. I did happen to score some long-sleeved children shirts for $1, but that's besides the point. I now am going to call the store every day and ask if that item has been restocked yet. Aggravation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt; Jeans.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;More specifically, maternity pants. (No. Not pregnant.) I have been wearing maternity pants for four years.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;I have&amp;nbsp;four pairs of barely worn jeans from my pre-children days that I've&amp;nbsp;been waiting to get into. I didn't want to buy any new jeans&amp;nbsp;because it seems wasteful to spend money on something I already had, but just couldn't fit into. Last weekend I finally caved. I decided that if I was going to buy jeans at the size I am now, I wasn't going to spend a lot. So, I went to Savers. I found a pair (size 10!) that&amp;nbsp;were super cheap and fit great. I can't wait until these are my fat pants!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-7438541974750830349?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/7438541974750830349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-im-thinking-about-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/7438541974750830349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/7438541974750830349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-im-thinking-about-today.html' title='Things I&apos;m thinking about today'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-3029210708571611890</id><published>2011-04-11T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T14:06:17.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dishwasher love</title><content type='html'>Today I am not going to feel guilty about letting my dishwasher do its job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a big fan of dishwashers. I don't trust them. &lt;em&gt;(Not like I don't trust them because they are machines and machines&amp;nbsp;are going to someday take over the world. I just don't trust that&amp;nbsp;they actually get my dishes clean.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house I grew up on didn't have a dishwasher, so&amp;nbsp;using mine&amp;nbsp;doesn't even cross my mind most of the time. &lt;em&gt;(My dad would joke that we had five dishwashers in the house. Oh boy.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I do use it, but not in the conventional way. I wash the dishes by hand and then put them in the dishwasher to dry. Yes, I know.&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; ::points finger at herself::&lt;/span&gt; Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is different because I'm cutting myself some slack to save what sanity I have left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will utilize this extra time, from not washing the dishes by hand, to play Candyland with my three year old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then her face will look something like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0KsV16w0eI/TZ54kxIOrLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/p8T9hHLJYBI/s1600/DSC04187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0KsV16w0eI/TZ54kxIOrLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/p8T9hHLJYBI/s200/DSC04187.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making me the&amp;nbsp;coolest mommy in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;What was your favorite board game when you were a child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- I loved&amp;nbsp;"Sorry". Nothing is sweeter then knocking your little brothers piece off the board. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-3029210708571611890?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/3029210708571611890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/04/dishwasher-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/3029210708571611890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/3029210708571611890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/04/dishwasher-love.html' title='dishwasher love'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0KsV16w0eI/TZ54kxIOrLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/p8T9hHLJYBI/s72-c/DSC04187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-469107209803412082</id><published>2011-04-09T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T07:17:58.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the Snow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mother Nature&amp;nbsp;has given&amp;nbsp;me the perfect&amp;nbsp;opportunity to get some at-home projects done today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RE2DD-ZBSLY/TaBplSOTFwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/SiGMYFztxfY/s1600/DSC04218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RE2DD-ZBSLY/TaBplSOTFwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/SiGMYFztxfY/s320/DSC04218.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Guess who decided to leave the car in the driveway last night....this girl. Oi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We won't be going anywhere soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Saturday everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-469107209803412082?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/469107209803412082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-snow.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/469107209803412082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/469107209803412082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-snow.html' title='What the Snow...'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RE2DD-ZBSLY/TaBplSOTFwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/SiGMYFztxfY/s72-c/DSC04218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-8704920086937560433</id><published>2011-04-07T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T09:53:29.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to be honest right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say mess I mean: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm crying all the time over nothing. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My eating habits have been horrible, to say the least. It's like I blank out and when I come too there is a whole bag of cookies gone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't keep up with the house/kids.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm moody and impatient.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've lost all interest in my hobbies.&lt;em&gt; (Even couponing is a chore, which is sad because I LOVE it.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I haven't planned or cooked dinner for a while.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't have the drive to shower.&lt;em&gt; (gross...I know.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last Sunday was the first time I remember laughing... in weeks. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've fluctuated between&amp;nbsp;losing and gaining 2 pounds for a month now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been neglecting my friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't remember the last time I slept through the night and felt refreshed when I awoke.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And I've been sick (stuffy nose, achy, etc.) for months now. Not the kind of sick where you can't function. Just that I've felt crummy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;No. I'm not pregnant. I know that's what you were thinking. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I have/had post-partum depression after both of my daughters were born. I remember with my first, I started feeling like myself again after I stopped breastfeeding. I've been done BF my second for a month now and obviously I'm not feeling better yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend suggested that I have my thyroid checked. This scares the pants off of me, that I might have a thyroid problem. I have a lot of friends that do and. it. sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of me is angry at myself that I can't just snap out of it. I have a hard time admitting that I need help, medical or otherwise. The fact that either one of my problems, thyroid or depression, requires medication is frustrating. I have medication phobia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I haven't been able to beat this on my own, thus far, makes me feel like I've failed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Failed as a mother.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Failed as a wife.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Failed as a human being.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally admitted to my husband how I've been feeling. I really wasn't surprised that he hasn't noticed. He's so busy between work and school. Even when he's home he is working on homework. But since I've told him he's been really sweet and attentive. Cutting me a lot of slack. Even offering to fold the laundry (which is my most hated chore ever). I married the most amazing man on the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that&amp;nbsp;I can be humble&amp;nbsp;enough to get the help I need, even if it means doctor/medical intervention for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;What is your most hated chore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-8704920086937560433?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/8704920086937560433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/04/mess.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/8704920086937560433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/8704920086937560433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/04/mess.html' title='Mess'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-4700509954512173671</id><published>2011-03-25T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T16:10:19.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>Last week we had a mechanic come look at our second car. I can't remember if I talked about this previously but it's been broken for six months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a HUGE bummer because&amp;nbsp;trying to get the working car from my husband was a pain. Not that&amp;nbsp;he wasn't willing to share, just&amp;nbsp;that he is working full-time and going to school which constituted the greater need. If I absolutely had to be somewhere my parents would lend me their car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this awesome mechanic, that makes house calls, came over and diagnosed the problem. The replacement part cost a whooping $40.00. I'm totally not complaining, but six-months mocking me from the garage for a $40 part. &lt;em&gt;Sheesh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we've been able to go to my parents house, story time at the library, help a friend, and run errands without having to work around my husbands crazy schedule. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had to&amp;nbsp;stop myself from&amp;nbsp;cruzin' around, just because I can. &lt;em&gt;(All I have to do it remember how much a gallon of gasoline&amp;nbsp;costs and cruzin'&amp;nbsp;doesn't sound so fun anymore.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;Just knowing I &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; leave has alleviated a lot of my "cabin fever".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Where is your favorite place to go that is within walking distance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; 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He also&amp;nbsp;took Wednesday, Thursday, Friday off from work, which meant a lot of time with him! The only problem is time with Hubby = less time doing other things, like blogging.&lt;em&gt; (Not that I'm complaining.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually start the week off with my weigh in and measurements but I am being a chicken.&lt;em&gt; (Hubby home = less exercise = a sad scale on Monday morning.) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead I wanted to make a list of things I want to accomplish this week and I will start back up with weight and measurements next Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish touch up painting in the upstairs bedrooms&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go through boxes for yard sale&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stick to the &lt;a href="http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/clean-house-is-happy-house.html"&gt;cleaning schedule&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Organize my coupons&lt;em&gt; (this could take&lt;strong&gt; days&lt;/strong&gt;...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Track all exercise and food on &lt;a href="http://www.myfitnesspal.com/"&gt;My Fitness Pal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I hope you all enjoy the first full day of spring! (I guess it started at 7:21pm EDT&amp;nbsp;yesterday. weird.) We will be playing indoors while watching the &lt;em&gt;snow fall&lt;/em&gt;... and you all know how I feel about snow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;What is your favorite season of the year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-2731952355529966950?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/2731952355529966950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/goals.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/2731952355529966950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/2731952355529966950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/goals.html' title='Goals'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-5351756908132289995</id><published>2011-03-14T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T16:59:37.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Renaissance Festival and Where's Waldo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend we indulged our &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nerdy side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by attending the Renaissance Festival. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some reasons we keep going back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Turkey Legs﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iEA3GZ-BrxA/TX6nk_fn8tI/AAAAAAAAAFs/KhPxGHoj_1I/s1600/DSC04059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iEA3GZ-BrxA/TX6nk_fn8tI/AAAAAAAAAFs/KhPxGHoj_1I/s320/DSC04059.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Elephants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-k2LPe_pvjK4/TX6oWsNZxtI/AAAAAAAAAFw/iYBlyFeC2_A/s1600/DSC04075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-k2LPe_pvjK4/TX6oWsNZxtI/AAAAAAAAAFw/iYBlyFeC2_A/s320/DSC04075.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fairy Wings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-B5ftmyxlIys/TX6omHRbPjI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-2CpZAdSPfM/s1600/DSC04084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-B5ftmyxlIys/TX6omHRbPjI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-2CpZAdSPfM/s320/DSC04084.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sweet people﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-RBYmV9UOmdc/TX6o02yzyJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/7MSujpOGzQk/s1600/DSC04047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-RBYmV9UOmdc/TX6o02yzyJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/7MSujpOGzQk/s320/DSC04047.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At the end of the day we had a couple of tired girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-o8mdWYjkSBg/TX6pNdfCDTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/9Y6QxVjhbu0/s1600/DSC04062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-o8mdWYjkSBg/TX6pNdfCDTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/9Y6QxVjhbu0/s320/DSC04062.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jxsvk3z084w/TX6pe4zHGAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/t_ZS_pnd8Nw/s1600/DSC04081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jxsvk3z084w/TX6pe4zHGAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/t_ZS_pnd8Nw/s320/DSC04081.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿No weekend in the sun would be complete without a sunburn on yours truly. It's normal when you are &lt;em&gt;UltraWhite&lt;/em&gt; like I am. I'm so glad my little ones tan like their daddy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who of you remember searching the Where's Waldo books for hours and hours? To the point that you had all his hiding spots memorized.&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; No?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Okay, maybe that was just me. &lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt; Here is a little treat for those that remember those books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Find Waldo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-k15S11EmIcE/TX6rADpD-gI/AAAAAAAAAGI/fkUDoxlZlHo/s1600/DSC04082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-k15S11EmIcE/TX6rADpD-gI/AAAAAAAAAGI/fkUDoxlZlHo/s320/DSC04082.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's so much easier to find when he's life size!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-5351756908132289995?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/5351756908132289995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/renaissance-festival-and-wheres-waldo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/5351756908132289995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/5351756908132289995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/renaissance-festival-and-wheres-waldo.html' title='Renaissance Festival and Where&apos;s Waldo?'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iEA3GZ-BrxA/TX6nk_fn8tI/AAAAAAAAAFs/KhPxGHoj_1I/s72-c/DSC04059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-207825241299464069</id><published>2011-03-10T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T16:12:58.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sore</title><content type='html'>This week I started doing an actual exercise schedule. I found that if I have a routine then I actually get my exercise done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday, Wednesday, Friday&lt;/strong&gt;: Cardio, and light muscle work like pilates&amp;nbsp;or yoga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;: Strength Training and Cardio. &lt;em&gt;(I found a video called "Trainers Edge" on Netflix. I did the routine on Tuesday Morning and I am&amp;nbsp;still sore. It's so bad&amp;nbsp;that if I sit for too long I freeze that way. I can't even imagine how funny I look walking up the stairs.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt; Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I'm not getting sore anymore from my strength training days I will switch&amp;nbsp;to three days of and two without. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For cardio I have done some kickboxing, running (inside,&amp;nbsp;with my Wii), Kinect Your Shape routines and walking outside with the girls. (Can you say 65 degrees?!? It's beautiful out there!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually felt like running yesterday with the girls in the stroller but when I started to the stroller started vibrating. It totally felt like it was going to fall apart. I realized a pin is loose. The hubbs is going to have to fix it before I get to run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;If you workout to videos, who is your favorite trainer/system?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-207825241299464069?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/207825241299464069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/sore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/207825241299464069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/207825241299464069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/sore.html' title='Sore'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-392053008530202850</id><published>2011-03-09T08:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T08:28:09.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*almost* wordless wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="275" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJke10m3dN4V8A1WejzbkF/SIG=13dfptfla/EXP=1299713012/**http%3a//www.onewellnessplace.com/wp-content/uploads/comic-strip-weight-loss-and-stress.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-392053008530202850?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/392053008530202850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/almost-wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/392053008530202850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/392053008530202850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/almost-wordless-wednesday.html' title='*almost* wordless wednesday'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-3056350461063683566</id><published>2011-03-08T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T09:54:19.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat'cha Eatin'?</title><content type='html'>This week I am&amp;nbsp;reusing a couple dinners that we didn't get to last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Chili Spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Cream of Fresh Asparagus Soup&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Homemade Chicken Noodle Soup&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Sweet and Sour Broccoli Salad&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Crunchy Potato Salad&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Turkey Legs&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't usually have leftovers because the hubbs takes them for lunch the next day. This week I think we will have enough for another dinner because when I make chicken noodle soup we could feed an army.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I would gladly eat that stuff for breakfast, lunch and dinner. &lt;em&gt;so. good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;What is your favorite quick dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-3056350461063683566?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/3056350461063683566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/watcha-eatin.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/3056350461063683566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/3056350461063683566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/watcha-eatin.html' title='Wat&apos;cha Eatin&apos;?'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-739484429817330102</id><published>2011-03-08T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:04:18.552-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh-in'/><title type='text'>Weigh In</title><content type='html'>Last week was another sucky exercise/food week. I've been really distracted lately and it's my body that suffers. I was tempted to not post numbers this week because I'm embarrassed that&amp;nbsp;I did so poorly...&lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;. But the only way to change is to make myself uncomfortable, which I will be doing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 148.8&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; (+1.4 lbs.) &lt;em&gt;(Stupid donuts. Yes. I might have eaten that&amp;nbsp; many.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chest: 35 in.&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; (-0.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ribs: 29.5 in. &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(same)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right Arm: 11 in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(same)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Arm: 10.5 in.&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(-0.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belly Button: 32 in. &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(+0.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hips: 36.5 in.&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(-1.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butt: 41 in. &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(same)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right Thigh: 20 in.&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; (-0.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Thigh: 20 in. &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(-0.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMI: 24.8 &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(+0.3) (&lt;em&gt;Still within the healthy range.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not longer BF. Hence the chest getting smaller and smaller&lt;em&gt; (Bye, bye *sniff*)&lt;/em&gt;. Now I will be eating&lt;br /&gt;1500 calories a day. I'm trying to&amp;nbsp;do cardio every day and strength training on Monday, Wednesday, Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;When it's cold outside and you can't get to the gym what do you like to do for cardio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-739484429817330102?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/739484429817330102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/weigh-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/739484429817330102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/739484429817330102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/weigh-in.html' title='Weigh In'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-6691891558092975277</id><published>2011-03-07T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T16:14:52.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah ah ah ah, Stayin' Alive. Stayin' Alive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just wanted to let you all know that I'm still alive over here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went out of town for a family thing this weekend and ended up with sick girls. We took them to the doctor this morning and both are now on antibiotics and one has breathing treatments four times a day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poor little things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is turning out to be a recover from the weekend/catch up day. I will have to post my measurements and dinners for this week tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you all had an amazing weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Interesting fact: A "Mischief" is a&amp;nbsp;mouse family. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-6691891558092975277?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/6691891558092975277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/ah-ah-ah-ah-stayin-alive-stayin-alive.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/6691891558092975277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/6691891558092975277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/ah-ah-ah-ah-stayin-alive-stayin-alive.html' title='Ah ah ah ah, Stayin&apos; Alive. Stayin&apos; Alive.'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-5977779521956222192</id><published>2011-03-04T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:03:50.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Firday'/><title type='text'>Friday Confessional</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o298/TheVasquez3/FridayConfessionalButton-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I Confess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I would rather be asleep right now. It's 4:30 AM. My &lt;strong&gt;cute&lt;/strong&gt; 3-year-old has a bad habit&amp;nbsp;of coming into our room 3 and 4 times a night. Once I am awake, I'm AWAKE. No going back to sleep...unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a data-bk="36.1" data-bns="API.YAlgo" href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJketf1nBNLyIAvZGJzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBqbWlpczNlBHBvcwM1MgRzZWMDc3IEdnRpZAM-/SIG=1kttvtnb2/EXP=1299269343/**http%3a//images.search.yahoo.com/images/view%3fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Dsleeping%252Bclipart%2526b%253D37%2526ni%253D18%2526ei%253Dutf-8%2526xargs%253D0%2526pstart%253D1%2526fr%253Dyfp-t-374%26w=800%26h=800%26imgurl=www.openclipart.org%252Fimage%252F800px%252Fsvg_to_png%252Fnicubunu_Emoticons_Sleeping_face.png%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.openclipart.org%252Fdetail%252F22414%26size=75KB%26name=face%2bemoticon%2bem...%26p=sleeping%2bclipart%26oid=6b15d91bf5659da60e43c104cfac8619%26fr2=%26no=52%26tt=21700%26b=37%26ni=18%26sigr=117i2q5qh%26sigi=12fra4s62%26sigb=13hp1mjph%26.crumb=mbrDuq.62sJ" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Go to fullsize image" height="160" src="http://ts3.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=409288313030&amp;amp;id=2abf796415a604e76d023ab76e4fcb89" title="http://www.openclipart.org/detail/22414" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I Confess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I have&amp;nbsp;only exercised twice this week.&lt;em&gt; oops.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I Confess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Who else is&amp;nbsp;sick of hearing about &lt;a href="http://www.ugo.com/tv/charlie-sheen-publicist-resigns-1?cmpid=le_allugorss_joystiq"&gt;Charlie Sheen&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Confess&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;I need to take a "chill pill". I'm way too uptight and worried/paranoid&amp;nbsp;all of the time.&amp;nbsp;Maybe I should stop watching the news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a data-bk="8.1" data-bns="API.YAlgo" href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJkIUR0XBNsCgAo1WJzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBqMGphbm9uBHBvcwMyMARzZWMDc3IEdnRpZAM-/SIG=1m1gleolr/EXP=1299267985/**http%3a//images.search.yahoo.com/images/view%3fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Dchill%252Bpills%252Bcandy%2526b%253D19%2526ni%253D18%2526ei%253Dutf-8%2526xargs%253D0%2526pstart%253D1%2526fr%253Dyfp-t-374%2526fr2%253Dsg-gac%26w=300%26h=249%26imgurl=www.pamperedpetstore.net%252Fimages%252Fchillpill-pkg.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.pamperedpetstore.net%252Fitems%252Ftoys%252Fdog-toys%252Ftuff-toys%252Flist.htm%26size=20KB%26name=Loopies%2bChill%2bPi...%26p=chill%2bpills%2bcandy%26oid=a65ec0420ba3851ec72d96c1c947e9dc%26fr2=sg-gac%26no=20%26tt=148%26b=19%26ni=18%26sigr=126vb8uka%26sigi=11h0hgh8s%26sigb=13t66hd9d%26.crumb=mbrDuq.62sJ" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Go to fullsize image" height="132" src="http://ts4.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=425772982839&amp;amp;id=300fb898aa2df7a5f9ff86b4f7bcb778" title="http://www.pamperedpetstore.net/items/toys/dog-toys/tuff-toys/list.htm" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;I Confess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp;I can't dance. at. all. I tried dancing routines for the times I&amp;nbsp;did exercise this week. Two words: Spastic Chicken. Try to get that image out of your brain. &lt;em&gt;SCARY.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Confess&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Frozen cookies are the best. 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Five&amp;nbsp;people&amp;nbsp;and ﻿five months = no idea what's broken. Poor thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I Confess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I am itching to go coupon shopping. 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Today is&amp;nbsp;my sweet youngest daughters' &lt;strong&gt;first birthday&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Part of me is refusing to accept that she is a year old already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Another part of me is jumping for joy that I breastfed her for a year and now I can be done. &lt;em&gt;(I'm a huge fan of BF for the benefits it gives the infants but I, personally, am not a fan. My milk never really regulates, which means a lot of leaking and that just makes me feel gross. Like I haven't showered for a year. Eww.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/15003_401122256943_713091943_4867114_8030913_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" border="0" class="spotlight" height="320" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/15003_401122256943_713091943_4867114_8030913_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;One day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" height="240" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/23808_407824011943_713091943_5032009_5621000_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;3 weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-hs5BSkM6SP0/TXA4VFQ-u3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/TQ__jb23p14/s1600/DSC03951.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-hs5BSkM6SP0/TXA4VFQ-u3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/TQ__jb23p14/s320/DSC03951.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;11 months&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I&amp;nbsp;can't get over those little teeth!) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XQUGs-GU_ag/TXA4sTola_I/AAAAAAAAAFo/tTa8fa3cU8Y/s1600/DSC03963.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XQUGs-GU_ag/TXA4sTola_I/AAAAAAAAAFo/tTa8fa3cU8Y/s320/DSC03963.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh.&amp;nbsp;my. cuteness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday&amp;nbsp;my sweet little angel. I love you more then you will ever know.&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(They say time goes faster as you get older but if I knew it was going to feel this fast I would have requested a seat belt and a crash pad.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-783143169497313862?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/783143169497313862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-1st-birthday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/783143169497313862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/783143169497313862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-1st-birthday.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday!'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-hs5BSkM6SP0/TXA4VFQ-u3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/TQ__jb23p14/s72-c/DSC03951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-981620281297788534</id><published>2011-02-28T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:04:34.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh-in'/><title type='text'>Monday Weigh In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a data-bk="20.1" data-bns="API.YAlgo" href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJkK7ScmxNS3wAromJzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBpcWpidGtpBHBvcwM4BHNlYwNzcgR2dGlkAw--/SIG=1k4iqosfg/EXP=1298981714/**http%3a//images.search.yahoo.com/images/view%3fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Dcartoon%252Bpeople%252Bweighing%2526ei%253Dutf-8%2526y%253DSearch%2526fr%253Dyfp-t-892%26w=3648%26h=2736%26imgurl=margotmagowan.files.wordpress.com%252F2010%252F02%252Fimg_0484.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fmargotmagowan.wordpress.com%252F2010%252F02%252F14%252Fgarfield-yo-yo-dieter-gs%252F%26size=4MB%26name=...%2bcartoons%2bthe...%26p=cartoon%2bpeople%2bweighing%26oid=95702619a33156ce77bad7941f3bcf26%26fr2=%26no=8%26tt=453%26sigr=127qju8ei%26sigi=11mna6am3%26sigb=1350b0i2m%26.crumb=mbrDuq.62sJ" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Go to fullsize image" height="120" src="http://ts3.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=413269632058&amp;amp;id=8cabef5e7cf82491102e6ef166000406" title="http://margotmagowan.wordpress.com/2010/02/14/garfield-yo-yo-dieter-gs/" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this is going up so late. It's been one of "those" days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 147.4&amp;nbsp;lbs. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chest: 35.5 in. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;-0.5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ribs: 29.5&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right Arm: 11 in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Arm:&amp;nbsp;11 in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belly Button: 31.5 in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;-0.5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hips: 38 in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butt:&amp;nbsp;41 in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right Thigh: 20.5 in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;-0.5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Thigh: 20.5 in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;-0.5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMI: 24.5&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pounds lost: ZERO&lt;br /&gt;Inches lost: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't do well last week. My brain and body weren't communicating and that led to a whole lot of &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt; happening. Biggest Loser Bob said something to the effect of: First get your brain the the game, then focus on your diet, last comes exercise. I have been doing that backwards and maybe that's my problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The positive side of this is that I didn't &lt;em&gt;gain&lt;/em&gt; any weight. Just call me the master of maintenance. Weight maintenance, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-981620281297788534?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/981620281297788534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/monday-weigh-in_28.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/981620281297788534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/981620281297788534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/monday-weigh-in_28.html' title='Monday Weigh In'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-1229474005515641238</id><published>2011-02-27T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T12:00:44.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly Dinner Menu</title><content type='html'>Last week the menu didn't go so well. We ate out a couple times which always&amp;nbsp;throws off the dinner menu groove. Oh, and I was lazy last week. Yeah. I'm not going to be so lazy with this menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Spinach Rice Salad&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Copper Penny &lt;em&gt;(No. Not a real penny. Eww.&amp;nbsp;That's just the name of the recipe.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Asparagus and Vegetable Potato Topper&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Homemade Chicken Noodle Soup&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Sweet and Sour Broccoli Salad&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Grilled Hamburgers and Hot Dogs&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - ? &lt;em&gt;(We are going to be at a family thing where dinner&amp;nbsp;will be&amp;nbsp;provided.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-1229474005515641238?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/1229474005515641238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/weekly-dinner-menu.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/1229474005515641238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/1229474005515641238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/weekly-dinner-menu.html' title='Weekly Dinner Menu'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-4203363232197668199</id><published>2011-02-24T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T17:06:54.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoGzyTMQdmY/TWbyNvEvkUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3UIzd4PGJZU/s1600/thumbnail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="77" l6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoGzyTMQdmY/TWbyNvEvkUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3UIzd4PGJZU/s200/thumbnail.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A friend recommended I watch&amp;nbsp;a movie called "Fat Head" and it was really informational.&amp;nbsp;I'm kinda a sucker for food documentaries and this just happens to be one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested you can watch it from this link &lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/196879/fat-head"&gt;http://www.hulu.com/watch/196879/fat-head&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on Hulu or it is available to watch instantly on Netflix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying you&amp;nbsp;can't ever&amp;nbsp;eat&amp;nbsp;carbs again&lt;em&gt; (Perish the thought! I love me some bread.)&lt;/em&gt; or need to eat pounds and pounds of meat every week. I just thought it was interesting and wanted to share. Not promoting, just sharing something I&amp;nbsp;found&amp;nbsp;interesting.&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-4203363232197668199?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/4203363232197668199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/fat-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/4203363232197668199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/4203363232197668199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/fat-head.html' title='Fat Head'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoGzyTMQdmY/TWbyNvEvkUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3UIzd4PGJZU/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-807401872542893989</id><published>2011-02-22T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T10:58:57.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse My Rant</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, the Hubbs took the afternoon off so we could all go sledding before the snow melts. We&amp;nbsp;invited is brother and nephew to come along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sledding we were sitting around talking, and got on the subject of SAHMs. Specifically, me being one. A couple of my husbands' brothers have made it clear that they think I'm not contributing because I don't bring income to the household. &lt;em&gt;(The brother that was over yesterday is &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; one of the "haters".) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last week one of the "SAHM haters" started giving me the "you need to go back to school" speech and basically told me I am wasting my life away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EXCUSE ME?!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raising happy, productive members of society is&amp;nbsp;NOT a waste of my life! And if that is all that I am ever&amp;nbsp;remembered for then, &lt;strong&gt;GO ME&lt;/strong&gt;! Being a mother has been the most important, rewarding thing I have ever done. I'm not about to let a selfish, rude &lt;em&gt;(because he critiques my housecleaning every time he comes over)&lt;/em&gt;, commitment coward make me feel bad about my choice to be a mother as a career. &lt;em&gt;(Harsh? Yes. True? &lt;strong&gt;YES&lt;/strong&gt;!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do understand that there are women that have to work. I am&amp;nbsp;not putting that down. I am seriously impressed that you&amp;nbsp;can&amp;nbsp;handle so much. To the single mothers: You are my heroes. I just don't know how you do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never let anyone feel bad about what you do. Whether you have to work, because that's what your family needs, or you stay home. You do what you feel is right and good and ignore all the nay-sayers. That is exactly&amp;nbsp;what I plan on doing from now on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-807401872542893989?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/807401872542893989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/excuse-my-rant.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/807401872542893989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/807401872542893989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/excuse-my-rant.html' title='Excuse My Rant'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-4572007878674200864</id><published>2011-02-21T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:04:34.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh-in'/><title type='text'>Monday Weigh In</title><content type='html'>Alrighty. It's Monday! Time for me to check in. Here are my latest numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 147.4&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000;"&gt;-1 lb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neck: 11.5 in.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chest: 36 in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;-1 in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ribs: 29.5 in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; -0.5 in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right Arm: 11 in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;-0.5 in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Arm: 11 in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belly Button: 32 in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; -2 in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hips: 38 in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; -0.5 in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butt: 41 in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; -0.5 in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right Thigh: 21 in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; -0.5 in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Thigh: 21 in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMI: 24.5&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; down 0.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;That's 1 pound and 5.5 inches lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda disappointed that I only lost a pound but that's better than gaining. I wasn't&amp;nbsp;as good with my&amp;nbsp;eating and exercising as I should have been last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goals this week are to lose 2 pounds and wake up at 6 am to exercise. I like to exercise without interruption and that just doesn't happen after the girls wake up. As cute as they are, they throw off my "exercise groove". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-4572007878674200864?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/4572007878674200864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/monday-weigh-in.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/4572007878674200864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/4572007878674200864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/monday-weigh-in.html' title='Monday Weigh In'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-7977477612510083745</id><published>2011-02-20T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T13:52:54.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's for Dinner</title><content type='html'>Last weeks menu was fairly successful. We only had one change. My parents had us over for dinner and a movie on Friday. (Navajo Tacos&amp;nbsp;and "The Burbs"&amp;nbsp;... awesome.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the plan for this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Pigs in a Blanket&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Sesame Tilapia&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Day Before Pay Day&amp;nbsp;Fried Rice &lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Veggie Fajitas&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Cajun Chicken Pasta&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Creamy Tuscan Bean Soup&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Gumbo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sunday Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-7977477612510083745?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/7977477612510083745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/whats-for-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/7977477612510083745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/7977477612510083745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/whats-for-dinner.html' title='What&apos;s for Dinner'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-5245667768077655276</id><published>2011-02-19T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T15:05:17.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The positive side of Snow</title><content type='html'>So... my last post sounded really negative. In an effort to be content with my surroundings I am dedicating this post to some of the great things about snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;The fact that it's cold&amp;nbsp;gives&amp;nbsp;me the perfect excuse to drink hot cocoa and snuggle with the hubbs and/or girls.&lt;br /&gt;2. Snow makes everything look so pretty. &lt;br /&gt;3. Snow lowers the chances of having forest fires in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;4. I have a good excuse to wear cute scarves and hats.&lt;br /&gt;5. The look on Tawni's face when she wakes up to snow... priceless.&lt;br /&gt;6. It gives us a good excuse to stay in.&lt;br /&gt;7. Snowplow drivers have work.&lt;br /&gt;8. Snow Angels.&lt;br /&gt;9. Being able to sled off the roof. &lt;em&gt;(See picture below.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;em&gt;(When I was younger) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SNOW DAYS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bZbcOTZA0Gg/TWA9Kp5ouBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gAalJLt-Me4/s1600/DSC01787.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bZbcOTZA0Gg/TWA9Kp5ouBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gAalJLt-Me4/s320/DSC01787.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(The Hubbs, getting some "air")&lt;/em&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-5245667768077655276?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/5245667768077655276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/positive-side-of-snow.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/5245667768077655276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/5245667768077655276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/positive-side-of-snow.html' title='The positive side of Snow'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bZbcOTZA0Gg/TWA9Kp5ouBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gAalJLt-Me4/s72-c/DSC01787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-3615741586677902288</id><published>2011-02-19T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T14:20:56.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning we woke up to snow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yHU0AAEg0FM/TWAyXvLmQhI/AAAAAAAAAEo/USsTX9LQJ6Q/s1600/DSC03944.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yHU0AAEg0FM/TWAyXvLmQhI/AAAAAAAAAEo/USsTX9LQJ6Q/s320/DSC03944.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm not a big fan of snow.&amp;nbsp;It is&amp;nbsp;pretty but that's as far as the love goes. I really dislike how everything you wear gets wet and it is cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few minutes ago I &lt;strong&gt;attempted &lt;/strong&gt;to shovel the driveway. The hubbs is on campus doing a project for school and I thought how nice it would be for him to come home to a shoveled driveway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan would have been a success if this wasn't the most &lt;em&gt;evil&lt;/em&gt; snow on the planet. One shovel-full weighs more then my 3 year old. It's also coming down so fast that, within minutes, the&amp;nbsp;place you just cleared is covered again.&amp;nbsp;I got about 1/3 of the way&amp;nbsp;through the driveway&amp;nbsp;before my arms gave out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least a got a stellar arm workout in today. I am going to be wicked sore tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;(Woot!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That cute little &lt;a href="http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/unleashed/2011/02/punxsutawney-phil-groundhog-day.html"&gt;groundhog&lt;/a&gt; is a&amp;nbsp;big fat&amp;nbsp;liar. What a tease. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-3615741586677902288?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/3615741586677902288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/liar-liar-pants-on-fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/3615741586677902288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/3615741586677902288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/liar-liar-pants-on-fire.html' title='Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yHU0AAEg0FM/TWAyXvLmQhI/AAAAAAAAAEo/USsTX9LQJ6Q/s72-c/DSC03944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-4300465172310285338</id><published>2011-02-17T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T16:35:54.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stylish Blogger Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Thank&amp;nbsp;you Brea at &lt;a href="http://www.becomingbrea.com/"&gt;Becoming Brea&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp;She gave me&amp;nbsp;the &lt;em&gt;Stylish Blogger Award&lt;/em&gt;! How sweet is she?! This is my very first blog award. Ah! I don't even know what to say. Brea,&amp;nbsp;you just made my day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QWni4xdnmLw/TVrW-GzaiNI/AAAAAAAAALU/PVPBOVWmfVo/s1600/stylishaward.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QWni4xdnmLw/TVrW-GzaiNI/AAAAAAAAALU/PVPBOVWmfVo/s1600/stylishaward.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿As with every award there are rules that must be followed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Link back to the&amp;nbsp;person&amp;nbsp;who gave you the award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Share&amp;nbsp;seven things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;Choose ten other bloggers&amp;nbsp;you're currently following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Let them know that you have passed this&amp;nbsp;award on to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Let's see, seven things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1. I am&amp;nbsp;terrified of spiders. Like to the point that my heart starts racing and&amp;nbsp;I get all sweaty when I see one, no matter the size. (It almost sounds like I'm in love. HA!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2. I wanted to be a nurse when I grew up. Those plans were foiled when I watched a knee surgery ON TAPE and fainted. Guess who got juice and cookies. Oh yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3. I had braces when I was 15 years old, but only&amp;nbsp;for 18 months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4. I love&amp;nbsp;old movies. (Cary Grant!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;5. I can sing but I&amp;nbsp;am afraid&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;doing so in public...or&amp;nbsp;anywhere people&amp;nbsp;would be able to&amp;nbsp;hear me. This is something I really need to get over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;6. I'm a terrible speller. (Thank you spellcheck!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;7. I really like vacuuming and mopping. I know,&amp;nbsp;I know....weirdo. I just love the way a house looks and&amp;nbsp;feels with clean floors. It's instant gratification cleaning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here are the amazing bloggers I choose to share this award with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://momweighsin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mom Weighs In&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://tryingtobeadomesticgoddess.blogspot.com/"&gt;TRYING to be a Domestic Goddess&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://mommymmsankey.blogspot.com/"&gt;Surviving Motherhood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://itsnotalotbutitsallmine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gardner Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.thepieholeproject.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Pie Hole Project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://beautifullybellafaith.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beautifully Bella Faith&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://mommyswayornoway.blogspot.com/"&gt;Because&amp;nbsp;I Said So&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://craftionary.blogspot.com/"&gt;Craftionary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://daviesdiaries.blogspot.com/"&gt;Honesty, Sarcasm, and Humor, but it's only my Opinion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;10. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourlittlebubble.com/"&gt;Our Little Bubble&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Have a great day everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; 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She has had no interest in crawling... until a week ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's rewind 4 months. She&amp;nbsp;had an ear infection so&amp;nbsp;of we went&amp;nbsp;to the pediatrician to get it checked out. At this point she&amp;nbsp;didn't sit up on her own. I was starting to get worried so I mentioned it to the doctor. As much as I love her doctor, she is a drama queen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh my goodness! How old is she again? &lt;strong&gt;SEVEN MONTHS!&lt;/strong&gt; We need to send her to a physical therapist. If that doesn't help we have to give her an MRI. Oh and then if we can't find out anything from there we will have to run a bunch of tests...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her&amp;nbsp;freaking out made me freak out! I was already worried and then she starts talking about MRIs and tests. &lt;em&gt;Ugh&lt;/em&gt;. We agreed to see the physical therapist and I'm so glad we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The physical therapist is amazing! Before going to her I realized how little I really understand about Madison. I'm sad to say that I never really bonded with&amp;nbsp;that cute little&amp;nbsp;girl&amp;nbsp;before all this. (I blame &lt;strong&gt;a lot&lt;/strong&gt; of that on having PPD) The PT has really opened my eyes to a lot of things and, more importantly, she has helped Madison in so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to her awesomeness, Madison is now army crawling. It is great to watch her crawl around the house. It makes her so happy to be able to follow us around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to change my thought process. I am&amp;nbsp;used to her staying in one spot. Now I could very easily step on her or (like yesterday) open a door and smack her in the face. &lt;em&gt;(It was &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; sad.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am slowly starting to realize that with crawling comes an end to an era. The happy times when the diapers stayed in a neat pile, when books would stay on the shelf, and when I wasn't so obsessed with floor cleanliness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I'll get a great workout trying to keep up with her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-8904647868495436819?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/8904647868495436819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/operation-army-crawl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/8904647868495436819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/8904647868495436819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/operation-army-crawl.html' title='Operation Army Crawl'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-3276124025724466097</id><published>2011-02-14T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:04:34.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh-in'/><title type='text'>Weigh In and Fitness Goals</title><content type='html'>Today&amp;nbsp;I am going to do something that, in the past, would have embarrassed me to no end. I'm going to tell you&amp;nbsp;how much I weigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*gasp*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The logic behind writing this down for all to see is that it will keep me accountable. Every Monday I will be giving you a weight/fitness update, complete with measurements. Wow...this&amp;nbsp;is scary. Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 148.4&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5 feet, 5 inches&lt;br /&gt;Neck: 11.5 in.&lt;br /&gt;Chest: 37 in.&lt;br /&gt;Ribs: 30 in.&lt;br /&gt;Right Arm: 11.5 in.&lt;br /&gt;Left Arm: 11 in.&lt;br /&gt;Belly Button: 34 in.&lt;br /&gt;Hips: 38.5 in. &lt;br /&gt;Butt: 41.5 in. &lt;em&gt;(BAM!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right Thigh: 21.5 in.&lt;br /&gt;Left Thigh: 21 in.&lt;br /&gt;BMI: 24.7 &lt;em&gt;(Finally in the normal range!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight goal is 125 pounds. I want to be this weight by my "Happy Pappy" &lt;em&gt;(AKA: yearly woman appointment.)&lt;/em&gt; in May. Which means we are looking at&amp;nbsp;2 pounds&amp;nbsp;of weight loss per week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My calorie goal each day is 1700. If I have exercised a lot and feel hungry I will up that a little, but only because I'm still breastfeeding. Once I'm done BF, daily caloric intake will be changed to 1500.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I measure and write down all my food. This is the only way I know for sure how much I am eating. I also eat something every 2 hours, keeping it under 200 calories, unless it's meal time. Eating this often has made it biggest difference. I never&amp;nbsp;feel very hungry, which has kept me from overindulging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am allowed one "crazy day" each week. I choose Sunday. I get to eat whatever I want and as much as I want. We don't shop or eat out&amp;nbsp;on Sunday so this keeps me from buying unhealthy food, but I still bake. :) I have noticed that having a crazy day has improved my weight loss and my mood. I don't feel deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started doing this as a New Year's resolution. My weight on January 4th -157.8 pounds. Nine pounds in 6 weeks. Not to shabby for a slacker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-3276124025724466097?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/3276124025724466097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/weigh-in-and-fitness-goals.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/3276124025724466097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/3276124025724466097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/weigh-in-and-fitness-goals.html' title='Weigh In and Fitness Goals'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-6292973007936843857</id><published>2011-02-13T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T14:37:59.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eatin' Time!</title><content type='html'>As&amp;nbsp;I mentioned before, I have been in a major recipe rut for a while now. To get out of the funk I have dedicated Sunday afternoon to making a dinner menu for the week. I hope by posting it that it will inspire all of us to try new things and keep me accountable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a family we allow one, what we call, "fatty meal" a week. This is so we don't feel deprived. Our budget doesn't allow for much eating out, so I'm trying to keep things interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I have planned for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday &lt;/strong&gt;- Papa Murphys Heart Pizza&lt;em&gt; (This is the "fatty meal" for the week. If you haven't ever tried Papa Murphys Pizza&amp;nbsp;then I feel sad for you. It's the &lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt;! They are take-n-bake. The store&amp;nbsp; puts it together and you take it home to bake it.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Lettuce Wraps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Broccoli Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - Macaroni Garden Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday &lt;/strong&gt;- Chicken Bake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - Baby Spinach Omelets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Mushroom Barley Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anything I post sounds good enough to try just leave a comment and I can get you the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-6292973007936843857?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/6292973007936843857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/eatin-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/6292973007936843857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/6292973007936843857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/eatin-time.html' title='Eatin&apos; Time!'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-6474252431711258445</id><published>2011-02-11T18:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T14:56:08.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Eyeful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Go to fullsize image" height="160" src="http://ts3.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=525619628362&amp;amp;id=8a3883e95d55a342aa992aa3128dcf25" title="http://www.fundraw.com/clipart/clip-art/4329/Baby-Penguin---Surprised/" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I am still breastfeeding my 11 month old. &lt;em&gt;(Two&amp;nbsp;weeks and 5 days&amp;nbsp;left....but who's&amp;nbsp;counting.)&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Four times a day we hunker down on the couch for 10 minutes of "us" time.&lt;em&gt; (If it's just me and the girls at home I don't cover up.)&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;My favorite nursing spot has only recently become a problem. You see, the couch faces a window and the window looks out at our neighbors house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month&amp;nbsp;the temperature dropped to -30 degrees Fahrenheit one night. Our neighbors' pipes busted inside their house. &lt;em&gt;(The owners moved&amp;nbsp;five months ago and the house&amp;nbsp;has been&amp;nbsp;unoccupied.)&lt;/em&gt; The handyman stopped by to find a foot of water throughout the bottom floor of the house. The last two weeks there have been a countless number of people coming and going next door. Which leads me to the problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The windows and my favorite nursing spot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any one of those people could look in&amp;nbsp;my living room&amp;nbsp;windows, while I am nursing, and see my breastage.&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Gross.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do close the blinds before I start feeding her just to be safe. But I know there is going to be a day that I forget to close them and some man is going to walk by and see us. My husband will then have to beat&amp;nbsp;the man&amp;nbsp;up to defend my honor. Which will lead to the police being called and reports being filed. Maybe even&amp;nbsp;some jail time. You see? It could get ugly really fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I can just cover up. &lt;em&gt;Gosh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-6474252431711258445?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/6474252431711258445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/eyeful.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/6474252431711258445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/6474252431711258445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/eyeful.html' title='An Eyeful'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-6026310518004334081</id><published>2011-02-11T13:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T13:24:45.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pass the Sugar, Please!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was in the mood to cook. Normally, this isn't such a weird thing but I have been in a "recipe rut" for about a month now. Even with all the food I'm surrounded by I can't think of &lt;em&gt;anything &lt;/em&gt;to make for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was checking my facebook account yesterday, there was a recipe posted by AllYou.com for Butternut Squash Ravioli. I was so stoked! I've had butternut squash in the refrigerator for about two weeks that I didn't know what to do with. I took their filling recipe and used a dough recipe from &lt;a href="http://tim.rocketry.org/cooking/ravioli_pasta/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to make the ravioli. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was harder then I thought but it&amp;nbsp;tasted&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;amazing&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ravioli was taken care of I decided I wanted to make dessert. &lt;em&gt;Weird.&lt;/em&gt; Not that I am a dessert hater or anything. Just the opposite actually. I have a &lt;strong&gt;major&lt;/strong&gt; sweet tooth. I eat a little sugar and... &lt;strong&gt;BAM&lt;/strong&gt;. It is&amp;nbsp;over.&amp;nbsp;All I can think about are chocolate/peanut butter cookies and&amp;nbsp;cupcakes and sour patch kids. My way of taming the sugar beast is to never go there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I broke that rule for this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk4ztqYUkD4/TVWYU4Vwu8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/XNPmR9n7V5Q/s1600/DSC03935.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk4ztqYUkD4/TVWYU4Vwu8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/XNPmR9n7V5Q/s200/DSC03935.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Cheesecake with chocolate sauce drizzled over the top. I got this from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cream-Cheese-Cookies-III/Detail.aspx"&gt;Allrecipes.com&lt;/a&gt;. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if I only knew what&amp;nbsp;to make&amp;nbsp;for dinner tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-6026310518004334081?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/6026310518004334081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/yesterday-i-was-in-mood-to-cook.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/6026310518004334081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/6026310518004334081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/yesterday-i-was-in-mood-to-cook.html' title='Pass the Sugar, Please!'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk4ztqYUkD4/TVWYU4Vwu8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/XNPmR9n7V5Q/s72-c/DSC03935.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-8090662979884198757</id><published>2011-02-10T10:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T10:48:46.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Clean House is a Happy House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BlaXHnoq8ZQ/TVQkz2alpkI/AAAAAAAAADk/iHJ4hibTzlQ/s1600/DSC03933.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BlaXHnoq8ZQ/TVQkz2alpkI/AAAAAAAAADk/iHJ4hibTzlQ/s200/DSC03933.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a clean freak. No joke. When my house isn't clean I feel like I can't focus, I'm grumpy and&amp;nbsp;the world is coming to an end! &lt;em&gt;(Drama Queen)&lt;/em&gt; Even now, writing this post, I am surrounded by piles of papers&amp;nbsp;that need sorting, breakfast leftovers, toys on the floor and a dirty oven. &lt;em&gt;(I know. I can't even see&amp;nbsp;the dirty part&amp;nbsp;but the fact that it is dirty inside&amp;nbsp;is driving me bonkers.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being organized. I am addicted to those shows (Clean House) that go into messy homes and clean them up. I practically drool over the closets they have organized. Sometimes I think about letting the house get really&amp;nbsp;gross just so I can have a show come organize it for me. &lt;em&gt;(But the thought of letting a camera crew and America into&amp;nbsp;my dirty house makes me a little sick inside.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having two really active children doesn't help the untidiness of my home. I've had a hard time keeping up,&amp;nbsp;so I made myself a chore chart. Laugh all you want, but it works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cleaning duties every week are split up as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;: Dishes, Make Beds, Dust, Vacuum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;: Dishes, Make Beds, Upstairs Bathroom, Sweep/Mop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;: Dishes, Make Beds, Laundry, Vacuum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;: Dishes, Make Beds, Downstairs Bathroom, Shred Documents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;: Dishes, Make Beds, Windows, Vacuum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;: Dishes, Make Beds, Clean Out Fridge, Sweep/Mop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;: Dishes, Make Beds&lt;em&gt; (This is my day "off")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things like sweeping, vacuuming and bathrooms,&amp;nbsp;are usually&amp;nbsp;done more often than listed. This way everything gets&amp;nbsp;done one way or another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to the day when the girls are old enough to help out more. Then mommy can take a much needed book break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-8090662979884198757?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/8090662979884198757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/clean-house-is-happy-house.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/8090662979884198757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/8090662979884198757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/clean-house-is-happy-house.html' title='A Clean House is a Happy House'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BlaXHnoq8ZQ/TVQkz2alpkI/AAAAAAAAADk/iHJ4hibTzlQ/s72-c/DSC03933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-266460996631350162</id><published>2011-02-09T14:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T09:40:07.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a name?</title><content type='html'>Not so long ago an acquaintance ask me if Madison is a really "hard" baby. I was confused by the word "hard" at first.&amp;nbsp;Hard, like a rock? Hard headed? &amp;nbsp;Has a hard body (like muscles)? I realized she was asking if she has a "hard" personality. If I have struggled raising her thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has definitely been harder to raise then my first, but In my mind I was reluctant to label her as a "hard" baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then explained her reason for asking. Madison was a very popular name last year. &lt;em&gt;(I think it was number 8 on the top 10... and we thought we were being unique. &lt;strong&gt;Boo&lt;/strong&gt;.)&lt;/em&gt; All these "Madison Mom's" had mentioned that their "Madison" was a really rough baby, when compared to their other children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My questions are, what's in a name and does the meaning of your name really determine what kind of personality you have? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison means, "Son of Maud or Matthew". &lt;em&gt;(What the heck were we thinking?!)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cara means,&amp;nbsp;"Friend" or "Beloved".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;(Unless you are a really&amp;nbsp;sweet Mexican woman trying to make an awkward 12-year-old girl feel better about herself by telling her that&amp;nbsp;Cara means "beautiful face" in Spanish. I totally believed her until I got into high school and took Spanish. Nice try lady.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally believe that we all come hard-wired with our personalities and that your name really doesn't have much to do with how you act. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one exception&amp;nbsp;being if your parents named you Squidgy Beckinhym. In your case, you have the right to be a little weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-266460996631350162?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/266460996631350162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/whats-in-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/266460996631350162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/266460996631350162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a name?'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270624205573612429.post-1157887496846942020</id><published>2011-02-08T10:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T09:21:17.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>So many things are running through my mind. Things I want to write about. Things I &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; to do. Things I &lt;strong&gt;want&lt;/strong&gt; to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am going to take a step back and just fill you in on some tidbits about myself and&amp;nbsp;why&amp;nbsp;I started&amp;nbsp;this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! I'm Cara. I have been a wife for seven years and a mom for 3.5 years. I have an amazing husband who is my best friend. He works full-time and goes to school part-time. I have two beautiful daughters, ages 3 and 11 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a SAHM (stay at home mom), coupon clipper, and exercise enthusiast, even though you wouldn't&amp;nbsp;know by looking at me. I have high standards of cleanliness. &lt;strong&gt;I love food&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I started this blog is that I need something that is just for me. Somewhere to voice my opinions, thoughts and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hope is to learn more about myself. I lost my identity after&amp;nbsp;our first daughter was born. I got so caught up in the baby and&amp;nbsp;her needs that I forgot who I am. Well, no more! Today I start learning about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CaraSignature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="100" src="http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd503/CaraSl/CaraSignature.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270624205573612429-1157887496846942020?l=justcallmemommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/feeds/1157887496846942020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-1.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/1157887496846942020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270624205573612429/posts/default/1157887496846942020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcallmemommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140075113668324618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3U5LX6mzKo/TVXFS7NK0lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/31UNg7rjHxE/s220/cara.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
