<?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-4599684683537527347</id><updated>2012-02-11T01:22:33.653-06:00</updated><category term='diaper bags'/><category term='He&apos;s just not that into you'/><category term='Leapfrog baby tad'/><category term='inlaws'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='weight loss'/><category term='cuteness'/><category term='death'/><category term='seasoning freak'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='MIL'/><category term='perfume'/><category term='selfish'/><category term='puppies'/><category term='pain in the butt'/><category term='crib'/><category term='moping'/><category term='Mr.A'/><category term='overreacting'/><category term='baby acne'/><category term='Project Fuel'/><category term='baby-ness'/><category term='working out'/><category term='lazy'/><category term='late night phone calls'/><category term='wish I was a child again'/><category term='Uncle Jesse'/><category term='dudes and divas'/><category term='nagging'/><category term='family'/><category term='cage'/><category term='Hylands Teething Tablets'/><category term='bragging'/><category term='computer'/><category term='SONY'/><category term='credit cards'/><category term='drama queen'/><category term='ju ju be'/><category term='Aquaphor'/><category term='reaspberry plants'/><category term='Milwaukee Brewers'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='accents'/><category term='stepparents'/><category term='purex'/><category term='positive outlook'/><category term='tenderloin'/><category term='heat'/><category term='freebies'/><category term='pregnant'/><category term='Marlins'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='stress'/><category term='extra cash'/><category term='DEBT DEBT DEBT'/><category term='Target'/><category term='awesome'/><category term='bars'/><category term='excema'/><category term='haircut'/><category term='posessed van'/><category term='BAREFOOT wine'/><category term='dream'/><category term='Cumin'/><category term='Wacko-Jacko'/><category term='dog'/><category term='apartment'/><category term='Nag'/><category term='parents'/><category term='Misadventures of a newlywed'/><category term='Mamma Mia'/><category term='rant of the week'/><category term='Gripe'/><category term='fantasy sports'/><category term='Garden'/><category term='veggies'/><category term='Mafioso'/><category term='purse'/><category term='Mr. Awesome'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='diaper breath'/><category term='entertaining'/><category term='BA1'/><category term='pregnancy'/><category term='clean'/><category term='healthy'/><title type='text'>Antics of the Awesome Clan</title><subtitle type='html'>...the everyday antics of a 26 year old woman and her run in with marriage, babies and the dreaded fantasy sports...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-7595950201000479847</id><published>2010-07-20T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T22:20:09.275-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inlaws'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overreacting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excema'/><title type='text'>Is the Inlaw rumor true?</title><content type='html'>When I first met Mr.Awesome I was very hesitant to speak up about things…anything really. I would let people walk all over me and just make excuses for why they did. Sometimes it had a negative effect on me, and other times, if I was lucky it didn’t really affect me…thank you God. Then Mr. Awesome spoke up and said I needed to start standing up for myself and speaking up when things need to be addressed. Of course I couldn’t just change my ways immediately, but I was up for trying it….it definitely didn’t come easy. Then little by little it got easier. I started to see how much better I felt standing up for myself and what I believe in that it started coming a little easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to today. I’ve been married for 3 years and I have a 19 month old. I’ve been pretty open to constructive criticism on how to raise my son and I have also shared a lot, if not all his important childhood milestones to date with family and friends. I can handle a lot, but a few things I cannot handle, and frankly I shouldn’t have to because I’m his mom and Mr. Awesome is his dad and we shouldn’t have to answer to anyone on the decisions we make for our son or our family. Call us bad parents, but we don’t panic when BA1 has a cough, or when he’s on his 5th antibiotic in 19 months, or when his cheeks get red when he is super active, or gets warm. We know kids get sick when they are in daycare all the time, we know doctor’s would tell us if they were concerned about the number of antibiotics he’s been on and we already know he has excema and while we apply lotion it’s not a life or death matter and it doesn’t bother him. We take him out way past his bedtime, we let him eat sweets, we let him play outside even if it’s a little to warm out and we even let him jump off the couch if he wants (gasp), but he’s a boy…a healthy, happy and very smart little boy who loves to cuddle, talks your ear off and is going non-stop 24 hours a day. We are good parents. We aren’t perfect parents, but neither were our parents or their parent’s parents. We love our son and would never willingly put him in harms way. Why do people have such a hard time understanding this???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the  real reason for this post. My MIL over-reacts..a lot…and she gets upset with us when we say something about it.  So I finally said something and now she is ignoring me…it’s like walking on eggshells around her. At first it didn’t bother me, whatever, I have too much stress in my life courtesy of my job to have to deal with this too. Now, it just angers me because she wants to see BA1 but she won’t call me and ask. She only calls Mr. Awesome. I am his mom and I’m not going to make an effort to get BA1 over to see you if you are going to treat me like that. I also don’t think this is something I need to address, I think it’s Mr.Awesome's responsibility. If my mom was making him uncomfortable I would most definitely talk to her. I’ve done it before with my grandma who likes to push off her religious beliefs on Mr. Awesome and I’d do it again if I had to. I have no desire to do anything that involves me being around her and that’s unfortunate because if I’m not there BA1 won’t always be there.  So what do you think? Mr. Awesome needs to speak up, or do I just carry on the way I’m doing now and not let it stress me out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-7595950201000479847?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7595950201000479847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=7595950201000479847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/7595950201000479847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/7595950201000479847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2010/07/is-inlaw-rumor-true.html' title='Is the Inlaw rumor true?'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-5106719780759916811</id><published>2010-04-07T17:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T17:09:54.270-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ju ju be'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dudes and divas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diaper bags'/><title type='text'>Valuable Information</title><content type='html'>This will be a short but sweet post.....As those of you who read this blog know for my birthday I got my very first JU JU BE diaper bag..I LOVE IT...and have since been looking for the next size bigger one for traveling purposes...but they are super expensive!! Anyways a friend recommended this online store Little Dudes and Divas and I LOVE IT.....they are the most reasonable around that I have found and they also have a HUGE selection of lots of cool stuff..including JU JU BE.....Infact, there monthly special is the JU JU BE Packabe Dizzy Daisies Design...love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go here and check it out....http://www.littledudesanddivas.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND you can follow them on facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Shopping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-5106719780759916811?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5106719780759916811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=5106719780759916811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/5106719780759916811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/5106719780759916811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2010/04/valuable-information.html' title='Valuable Information'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-6845884082897988641</id><published>2010-04-07T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T14:30:24.620-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DEBT DEBT DEBT'/><title type='text'>The worst thing in the world....</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been so stressed out that you can’t even write things down? Ugh..I hate that feeling, and I’m just like my dad when it comes to that stuff…meaning…I worry worry worry..then 2 weeks later..I’m done worrying..only to start over with the worrying about a month later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mr. Awesome is working again! WOO HOO!  It feels like when he started working we should have had sooo much more money than we did when he was unemployed…wrong-o. It’s no secret we have loads and loads of credit card debt..which is OUR FAULT… (more-so mine since I carry mine from college) but it’s like how do we possibly pay stuff off if we have hardly anything extra at the end of the month to put forth to it? It’s a vicious cycle. You don’t want to NOT pay certain bills because it ruins your credit and eventually we will need a new car, new house, etc and we won’t be able to get one with a tarnished credit history, and honestly, who wants to NOT pay their bills and get rid of them? I just wish someone would randomly leave an envelope of money or a check on our doorstep to put toward some bills!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve thought about this long and hard and while it sucks right now I’m not going to let it ruin my life. I’m not going to put my life on hold while we pay off debt. My life would be on hold for years and that’s not a fun way to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish things were different in that aspect. I wish we had a hefty savings. I wish we had no credit card debt! I wish I never accumulated as much student loan debt either!!!! Ugh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the rant. I just needed to get it off my chest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-6845884082897988641?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6845884082897988641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=6845884082897988641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/6845884082897988641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/6845884082897988641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2010/04/worst-thing-in-world.html' title='The worst thing in the world....'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-5864384436431979463</id><published>2010-03-02T15:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T15:26:36.895-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr. Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healthy'/><title type='text'>HELP!</title><content type='html'>Mr. Awesome and me have embarked on a weight loss competition, and while I am super proud of him because he is doing so well, I’m very upset with myself. I cannot for the life of me lose weight. I tried sticking to a very strict diet a month ago and I lost 2lbs in one week…continued on it for another week and lost nothing, same story the following week. It got to be real old real quick. I tried and tried, but seriously it depresses you when you don’t see any pounds falling off. Which leads me to my next problem. When I don’t see any weight coming off, I stray from my diet because my state of mind is why eat healthy and miss out on the “good stuff” if it’s not helping, which is totally the wrong state of mind. Ugh…I think I need to see drastic results or I’m going to be in this funk forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s really taking its toll on me this time, mainly because I feel lousy. I am dealing with a not very fun, or flattering haircut which happened about a month ago and now needs to grow back out before anything decent can be done with it, a lousy diet that’s not working and just an overall feeling of being unappealing and it’s sucking my energy and my good moods right out of me. I just feel gross. I don’t Mr. Awesome to be repulsed by me nor do I want others to be either, and that’s what I’m thinking is happening right now…I need some serious motivation…..Anybody have any tips?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-5864384436431979463?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5864384436431979463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=5864384436431979463&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/5864384436431979463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/5864384436431979463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2010/03/help.html' title='HELP!'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-8494445328034804386</id><published>2010-02-15T18:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T18:25:17.410-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain in the butt'/><title type='text'>And then there was 1...</title><content type='html'>It's no secret we have a very un-trainable dog..who jumps are fence and runs away several times a month, sometimes less. We also have another dog, SAME KIND, SAME BREED, SAME LITTER who never even attempts to run away even if you leave the gate open for a brief second...well today the dog with 9 lives (actually more like 24) ran away AGAIN....and this time she wasn't so lucky..no one has picked her up and taken her to the Humane Society and no one has picked her up and taken her to the police station...like some of the times before....I'm not happy about it..but I'm jsut so frustrated because it happens sooo often and nothing has been done to fix it...I wanted to go along with my parents recommendation and getting a fenced in area for her to go in when she goes outside that she can't get out of and Mr. Awesome didn't want that because it wouldn't look good in the yard.  &lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's going to be hard for our other dog to adjust without the other, but we did what we could do by looking for her, calling and putting in missing dog reports, and nothing has come of it. It's cold, we live by some busy streets, there is nothing we can really do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I hate is that Mr. Awesome is moping around and barely saying 2 words to me, keeps looking out the window to see if he can see her. I don't know if he's upset with me for not acting like I care or what, but it's not fair. I have cared too much and I gave up on that 5 times ago when she ran away. I trusted that Mr. Awesomes idea to keep her in the yard was going to work, I gave up on the fenced in kennel outside after he repeatedly told me no...I just don't have the time or energy to worry everytime I let her outside...It gets very frustrating....frustrated with the dog and Mr. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I hope she miraculously comes home, but I'm not going to mope about it because that dog has cost us way more than she should have, caused me stress that I don't need and basically just has been a pain with this running away garbage. But you can bet your butt that if and when she comes home we WILL be getting a fenced in cage in our yard for her...Mr.Awesome can be mad at me forever but at least he will have his dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-8494445328034804386?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8494445328034804386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=8494445328034804386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/8494445328034804386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/8494445328034804386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-then-there-was-1.html' title='And then there was 1...'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-2201125641693838324</id><published>2010-02-02T14:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T14:15:19.792-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuteness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive outlook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selfish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby-ness'/><title type='text'>What a selfish little.....</title><content type='html'>We ended 2009 on a bad note…but I decided to change my attitude and let 2010 (while still filled with one major struggle) start off on a good note…I can’t lie since 2010started many things that could have gone wrong have NOT…so there is a plus already….Up until the other day I felt really good about my new attitude.  Before Mr. Awesome was laid off back in June 09 we had a tentative plan of wanting to keep our kids 2 years apart. Nothing was in stone and we were both definitely able to change our minds, but 2 years seemed good. I didn’t want to get out of the “baby ways” only to start all over again. I wanted to keep things as close together as we could manage. After Mr. A got laid off I still wasn’t panicked about it interrupting our family plans because after all we weren’t ready to have another yet anyways and he would surely have a job by the time that came around. Now it’s February and Mr. A is still unemployed and it’s starting to get to me..not that he is unemployed so much (although I would love for him to have a job) but the fact that people around me who were pregnant when I was pregnant with BA1 are now pregnant with their second, our friends are starting to get pregnant and it would be super nice to have kids close in age so when we get together they can play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m super happy for all the people around me who are pregnant for the first time as well as the 2nd and even the 4TH, but a part of me feels like I could be more excited, no I should be more excited for them. I’m not selfish by any means, but I feel it right now. It’s such a yuck feeling. I’m having so much fun with BA1 and am focusing on that, but I miss his baby phase..(If you would have asked me if I could see myself missing this 3 weeks after BA1 was born I would have laughed at you). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we will have another baby, but my positive outlook transformation has taken a nose dive while I am bummed about not being able to try now. Does this make me a bad person?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-2201125641693838324?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2201125641693838324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=2201125641693838324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/2201125641693838324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/2201125641693838324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-selfish-little.html' title='What a selfish little.....'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-8721310343995168839</id><published>2010-01-29T10:20:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T10:54:00.178-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish I was a child again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>I wish I was 10 again...</title><content type='html'>Remember when you were young and it was OK to make and hand out "birthday lists?" I wish I could still do that without the feeling that I am being greedy and selfish and expecting things..ha...with that being said I never really ask for anything, at Christmas, for birthdays, etc..but this year...I'm not going to lie there are a few things that have caught my eye that have made me wish I was 10 again so I could create my ideal birthday list and hand it out to all. Well, I'm not 10 and it certainly isn't appropriate to make a list and hand it out, but I can share it with all of you since all the things I want are super cool (I think) and maybe it will persuade you to purchase one for yourself..or me of course..ha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off..we all know women who are moms ALWAYS ask for things for their kids..I think since BA1 was born I have  bought maybe 10 things for myself and 1 billion things for him....it's just one of the things that happens when you become a mom...well this is my ONE item for BA1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/S2MMobmL1pI/AAAAAAAAACg/15lOZ3B7jo4/s1600-h/juju+be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/S2MMobmL1pI/AAAAAAAAACg/15lOZ3B7jo4/s320/juju+be.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432199464281167506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ju Ju Be--be all Diaper Bag--BA1's diaper bag is ruined...those things truly do get beat to hell..I have managed to break 2 zippers, rip about 8 pockets and can't tell you how many times I ripped the bag because it's cheap plastic and gets caught on EVERYTHING...this bag, while expensive will last a lifetime (or is MR.Awesome gives in--through 4-5 kids) ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second thing is just a practical gift..I like to send little notecards to people and &lt;a href="http://www.atouchofwhimsyshoppe.com/"&gt;this online company&lt;/a&gt; is AMAZING...She gets 100% of my business for any stationary needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/S2MNWcWdeoI/AAAAAAAAACo/okzya1pMBZ8/s1600-h/notecards.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 193px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/S2MNWcWdeoI/AAAAAAAAACo/okzya1pMBZ8/s320/notecards.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432200254757632642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how super cute are these.....???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no secret I CARRY ALOT  of bags to and from work...and I need a new one, as my current one says the name of BA1's daycare center on it...so uncool, huh? How about this one...LL Bean online carries these and I love them and would like one in the MEDIUM size..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/S2MN7wffsUI/AAAAAAAAACw/8mtuLwmCUHk/s1600-h/madras+tote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/S2MN7wffsUI/AAAAAAAAACw/8mtuLwmCUHk/s320/madras+tote.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432200895819395394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't have a wish list without including something that Mr. Awesome would benefit from as well...but I must admit..I share in his frustration with our spice cabinet...we DEFINATELY need a spice rack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/S2MOcLGXB2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/IgA9Q4f65fk/s1600-h/spice+rack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/S2MOcLGXB2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/IgA9Q4f65fk/s320/spice+rack.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432201452717541218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Kohls always comes through for me on the home stuff....16 jars...and a decent price..PERFECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need some new perfume...I got one from Christmas but would really like at least one more...any suggestions on a new fragrance I may like..I like a little citrus in my fragrances, and a little clean scent as well. One of my favorites I want to buy now is LOLA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/S2MPDAUUQ7I/AAAAAAAAADA/1HtC-O579vM/s1600-h/LOLA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/S2MPDAUUQ7I/AAAAAAAAADA/1HtC-O579vM/s320/LOLA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432202119838188466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least..I need..scratch that...WANT these super cute slippers...jsut because I want...and for no other reason..haha..God I love LL Bean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/S2MSit03ypI/AAAAAAAAADI/G3jEQOD0U6Y/s1600-h/slippers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/S2MSit03ypI/AAAAAAAAADI/G3jEQOD0U6Y/s320/slippers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432205963165158034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my list...I could mimic my yonger sister and make sure I put prices as well as locations these can be purchased, but I don't think I can get away with that..since I am 26..not 10 anymore..hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-8721310343995168839?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8721310343995168839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=8721310343995168839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/8721310343995168839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/8721310343995168839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-wish-i-was-10-again.html' title='I wish I was 10 again...'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/S2MMobmL1pI/AAAAAAAAACg/15lOZ3B7jo4/s72-c/juju+be.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-1813036364028737342</id><published>2009-08-17T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:20:14.615-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late night phone calls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stepparents'/><title type='text'>Somber start to the week....</title><content type='html'>My family is infamous for calling after 9pm ANY NIGHT of the week..so we’ve slowly eased our way out of the initial “emergency call” thought and take late night calls in stride—most of the time…It has even become some sort of a joke so to speak…the phone rings..I say the repetitive..who could be calling us so late…and hubby says..who ALWAYS calls us late? Then we both know instantly it’s my family…until last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were watching We are Marshall relaxing on the couch when the phone rings…my sister (who is spending the night) brings the phone to me and tells me its coming up on the caller ID as Mr.Awesome’s aunt….well..okay she is supposed to watch BA1 on Wednesday so maybe she is calling to tell me she can’t. That’s my initial thought, but then it’s quickly disposed of since it’s almost 10pm on SUNDAY why would she be calling to tell me this now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within seconds the idea of late night phone calls being typical and normal becomes non-existant. Mr. Awesome’s stepdad’s father had a massive heart attack and passed away a little while ago. Complete and utter shock I think took over right away since we seriously JUST SAW THEM….It is so sad to think of someone leaving their loved ones so quickly. No chance to say their goodbyes..nothing. Please keep their family in your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it’s safe to say late night phone calls will have a new meaning to us now for awhile at least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone else’s week started off great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-1813036364028737342?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1813036364028737342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=1813036364028737342&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/1813036364028737342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/1813036364028737342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/08/somber-start-to-week.html' title='Somber start to the week....'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-4885039712344858632</id><published>2009-08-15T08:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T08:43:09.777-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BA1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='credit cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extra cash'/><title type='text'>I loathe FANTASY SPORTS....</title><content type='html'>My husband is mad at me..he says he's not, but he is...he's mad because he had to give up his spot in his annual &lt;a href="http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/worse-than-crack.html"&gt;fantasy football league &lt;/a&gt;because he's not working and I can't justify spending $50.00 on "fun stuff" right now when there are things we are sacrificing. Yes, we do get a pizza occassionally and yes I buy BA1 a toy here and there,  but if we didn't incorporate stuff like that into our daily schedules we would go nuts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband tells me (and would tell you) that fantasy football doesn't take up as much time as I make it out to, but it really does. He's constantly checking stats, changing players, trash talking on the boards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deal was he could do fantasy football if he had a job by the draft date..well the draft date is quickly approaching and nothing has come up. He took on  a bouncing job at a bar a few nights a week so he can bring in extra cash and thought that he could use that money for his league. Normally that would make sense, but we have car insurance bill coming up in September, I haven't gotten a hair cut in seriously 5 months..and look like complete ass...BA1 needs some new clothes because he is growing out of all of his and doesn't have any fall clothes...and we have been scrimping on groceries and paying only the minimum on our credit card bills...doesn't it make more sense to contribute that money to our monthly budget, or am I being unreasonable by asking him to give up fantasy football?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-4885039712344858632?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4885039712344858632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=4885039712344858632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/4885039712344858632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/4885039712344858632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-loathe-fantasy-sports.html' title='I loathe FANTASY SPORTS....'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-5229265210870918945</id><published>2009-08-13T11:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T11:45:13.572-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Target'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posessed van'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project Fuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr. Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hylands Teething Tablets'/><title type='text'>Stressed backwards is desserts. Where are my desserts?</title><content type='html'>Things have been super hectic to say the least…Mr. Awesome is still un-employed..can’t seem to find anything..it really is sucky…but everyone keeps telling me that everything happens for a reason..I sure hope that’s right. Then onto my wonderful job which has decided to move me to a new location, which makes my commute about an hour each way as opposed to my 20 minute/30 minute drive now…ugh, as if we can afford the extra gas right now. But, be thankful I still have a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, about my job. Let me just explain that our company started this new plan in March called “Project Fuel” their goal is make the company run more efficiently so they can compete with more companies in their line of work. Sounds good right? WRONG-O…at our company Project Fuel has such a horrible meaning to so many people. They are laying off people left and right and without any warning, other than the fact that they were going to be laying off 1400 people within the next 2 years….WTF….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we were told about a month ago that consultants were in looking at our department for possibly outsourcing..wonderful. They won’t give us anymore information. So we are left hanging. Will we have a job in a month, will we be laid off? Who knows…all I know is the severance package I would get would only cover my for about 6 weeks..not much at all….and BA1 needs some health insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our van (which we bought as a used car about 3 months ago as a back up car) is doing weird things. It’s like it’s possessed or something. The electric sliding door just randomly opens and closes..yea that’s awesome huh? Need to get that fixed. Will be starting a FUND for that soon, you can donate to theawesomeclan@gmail.com ..Kidding kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Awesome has been teething, which is a totally different experience than when he got his first 2 teeth..this has proven to be fun. Let me tell you..Hylands teething tablets are a GODSEND..and if you have babies at home or will be..GET THEM..and always have them on hand!!!!!!! Side note: You can also get the liquid form at Target (in a Winnie the Pooh bottle) and you just put one dropper full under their tongue, then you don’t have to rub their gums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been exhausted, Mr. Awesome has been playing softball every Tuesday and Friday and is also involved in other activities that take up a little more time as well..overall we have basically been super busy…and super stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully better things are on the horizon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-5229265210870918945?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5229265210870918945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=5229265210870918945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/5229265210870918945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/5229265210870918945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/08/stressed-backwards-is-desserts-where.html' title='Stressed backwards is desserts. Where are my desserts?'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-7110315513303511044</id><published>2009-07-14T13:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T13:31:18.165-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reaspberry plants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veggies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>It's the Little Things in Life...</title><content type='html'>Mr. Awesome had to help me create a &lt;a href="http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-need-me-some-bragging-rights.html"&gt;garden&lt;/a&gt;. Last night I went out to check on it and I noticed I have a mini jalapeno poking through, a few tomatoes (yellow mini ones and big red ones), eggplant, yellow squash, green peppers, cucumbers, yellow bell peppers and a cantalope, yes a cantalope. I was super excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..the previous owners of the house left us some wonderful raspberry plants. ahhh I love raspberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, after two attempts I have wonderful flowers growing in the front yard...I came in the house last night so excited...I guess it's the little things in life these days that make me happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-7110315513303511044?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7110315513303511044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=7110315513303511044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/7110315513303511044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/7110315513303511044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-little-things-in-life.html' title='It&apos;s the Little Things in Life...'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-4600644467555326919</id><published>2009-07-12T08:31:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T08:48:04.325-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wacko-Jacko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mafioso'/><title type='text'>Mr. Awesome's Grumpy Old Gripe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Saddle on up buck-a-roos, it is time for me to lay down some knowledge on you.  My gripe today is about speaking with accents.  What drives me nuts is when someone who does not have an accent, a Spanish accent for example, says a word in a specific language with the accent of that language.  I had a professor in college, former nun, old white lady, kind of crotchety, but 100% not Spanish sounding.  Well she would talk about her trips she would take to El Salvador, and I swear that whenever she would say El Salvador, it would need English subtitles.  What the heck?  How dumb does it sound when you are saying a sentence with your old lady Midwest accent and then you go to say El Salvador and you turn into a Flamenco dancer.  My dad does this, it drives me nuts.  But he does it with Italian words.  My dad does not speak a lick of Italian, but apparently is fluent in Italian Foods.  Ricotta, when said by my dad, somehow becomes some Mafioso sounding word.  It is like he turns in to the Godfather for that one glorious word.  Alright, Mrs. Awesome is yelling at me that I am taking too long, she needs me to run to el supermarche to pick up some Ricotta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing, I am sick of hearing about Michael Jackson, so here is a video for you that sums up my feelings toward him.  As a warning, it is definitely, NSFW!  &lt;a href="http://messages.fantasysports.yahoo.com/Fantasy_Sports/Baseb%20all/threadview?m=tm&amp;amp;bn=fan-baseball-drafttalk&amp;amp;tid=932543&amp;amp;mid%20=932543&amp;amp;tof=12&amp;amp;frt=2"&gt;Jon Lajoie on Michael Jackson.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-4600644467555326919?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4600644467555326919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=4600644467555326919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/4600644467555326919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/4600644467555326919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/07/mr-awesomes-grumpy-old-gripe.html' title='Mr. Awesome&apos;s Grumpy Old Gripe'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-8435558703699053262</id><published>2009-07-11T19:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T08:29:19.448-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aquaphor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby acne'/><title type='text'>Bacne (and not the back kind)</title><content type='html'>Baby Awesome (BA1) has come down with a case of baby acne. It's not bad really, but it's the start and I don't want it to get out of control. I don't know if it's the heat thats causing his skin to not be as smooth as it was when he was born, or what, but I know I don't like it! I have tried the Aquaphor lotion on it before bed, but that didn't help any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions on how to tame this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-8435558703699053262?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8435558703699053262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=8435558703699053262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/8435558703699053262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/8435558703699053262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/07/b-acne-and-not-back-kind.html' title='Bacne (and not the back kind)'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-2010936298518616469</id><published>2009-07-07T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T10:05:11.412-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasoning freak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr. Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tenderloin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cumin'/><title type='text'>Culinary GOD</title><content type='html'>Tonight pork tenderloin was on the menu for dinner..I wasn’t sure how I was going to cook it, but I knew I was going to put it in the crockpot. That was until Mr. Awesome decided HE was going to make dinner tonight. He wanted me to leave the tenderloin seasoning up to him. Let me explain to you how Mr. Awesome works. He loves to season things up..oftentimes way to much, but he’s got good intentions. His favorite seasoning; CUMIN, don’t ask. I stopped. He puts it on everything. Needless to say I arrived home tonight and found the most delicious dinner(no lie) I have ever tasted. I would love to give you the recipe, but Mr. Awesome kinda “winged it” so to speak, maybe I can get him to share on the blog. I’ll beg, I mean ask tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you though what it entailed. It was a whole beef tenderloin he cut into medallions and seared mixed it with Sherry, water and flour to thicken. He put fresh garlic, some other seasonings and a can of black beans in with it. He let it cook until it was so tender I could use a fork to cut through it. AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was impressed, and once Mr. Awesome is working again we may have to invest in several pork tenderloins and he can cook dinner more often!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-2010936298518616469?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2010936298518616469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=2010936298518616469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/2010936298518616469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/2010936298518616469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/07/culinary-god.html' title='Culinary GOD'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-5916687494187245694</id><published>2009-07-06T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T09:55:05.463-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr. Awesome'/><title type='text'>Promises Promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sorry everyone I have been HORRIBLE with updating…unfortunately things are super stress(as you can imagine) and it’s hard to find time right now to update, but I will PROMISE for real to try my hardest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely different note, has anyone seen the new Purex washer/dryer sheets? They are supposed to be very convenient, as you just throw one in the washer and make sure you transport it with the clothes when you put them in the dryer. It has the laundry detergent, fabric softener and the dryer sheet all in one. Well…I had some coupons (you will learn soon enough) I LOVE COUPONS….so I tried them…AND HATED THEM…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say, they are convenient, and I am sure Mr. Awesome would appreciate them if he did the laundry more, but they leave little pieces of blue paper ALL over your clothes…it’s awful. At first I thought maybe someone left a piece of paper in their pocket, but soon realized when I did another load it was indeed the sheets. I don’t think I will be using them anymore, luckily they are offering a money back guarantee…I will surely be sending mine in! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356473832652769762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SlYEkivxieI/AAAAAAAAACA/H1k5CgFV4Gs/s320/purex1-300x199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-5916687494187245694?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5916687494187245694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=5916687494187245694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/5916687494187245694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/5916687494187245694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/07/promises-promises.html' title='Promises Promises'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SlYEkivxieI/AAAAAAAAACA/H1k5CgFV4Gs/s72-c/purex1-300x199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-9142524564230480111</id><published>2009-07-01T07:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T08:09:45.094-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BAREFOOT wine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misadventures of a newlywed'/><title type='text'>Start of my weight loss journey.....</title><content type='html'>Today starts my 1st REAL attempt at losing weight since I have put on quite a bit more since having a baby. I don't understand it, but I go nuts trying to so I am going to try my hardest and since I'm a girl and overly self conscious I won't post my starting weight on here I will just post how much I would like to lose and where I am in the process. Ideally I would like to lose 100lbs to be my IDEAL WEIGHT...but ehh I don't know if that will happen. We will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any low-fat recipes you can share or any losing weight tips please share them..I need all the help I can get.  I'm also going to start working out and my wonderful mom has given us her treadmill she bought a few months back and doesn't really use.. woo hoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three things that are KEY to me losing this weight...&lt;br /&gt;1) NO SWEETS/SUGAR&lt;br /&gt;2) NO fast food&lt;br /&gt;3) No eating after 7pm everynight&lt;br /&gt;4) (okay maybe 4 things)----WORKING OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope this is one successful weight loss journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an exciting note..one of the bloggers I follow on a regular basis, &lt;a href="http://www.misadventuresofanewlywed.com/"&gt;Misadventures of a Newlywed&lt;/a&gt; is holding a giveway beginning today for some very cool BAREFOOT wine items. Stop on over and check it out..you have until July 19th to get in on the fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-9142524564230480111?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/9142524564230480111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=9142524564230480111&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/9142524564230480111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/9142524564230480111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/07/start-of-my-weight-loss-journey.html' title='Start of my weight loss journey.....'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-4846535629767292942</id><published>2009-06-28T12:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T12:15:49.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sorry bloggers...I have been MIA for quite some time, but I am back now and hopefully out of the funk I have been in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks back Mr. Awesome lost his job. We knew it was coming, we just didn't know when. The business he was in was slowing because of the economy and they have been cutting people in the months prior, but it was his turn. We lucked out for awhile, but couldn't get out of it this time. Now normally I would go into immediate panic mode, but I have tried from the moment he walked in the door and told me to try and NOT do that. Of course, I panic from time to time but nothing like how I normally would. I know he is going to be upset and depressed by what happened, and I don't want to add to his worries and so forth. That and we just can't afford to do that now with BA1 in the house..he's always so happy and why would I want to bring him down?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now the job search is on and hopefully something comes quick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did get a sweet vacation out of all of this...and while we were gone I found these....has anyone tried them...all I can say is AMAZINGGGGGGGGGG---YUM.  They are cherry flavored kinda like licorice, with a soft sour filling. The only place I can seem to find them is the gas station..hmm..must stock up on them! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352428172263318706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SkelEHWMZLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rvhCgq6oE0Y/s320/3561916430_d18e39d728_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now, I'm going to enjoy this weather!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S Mr. Awesomes gripe will be back this week as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-4846535629767292942?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4846535629767292942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=4846535629767292942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/4846535629767292942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/4846535629767292942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-at-it.html' title='Back at it...'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SkelEHWMZLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rvhCgq6oE0Y/s72-c/3561916430_d18e39d728_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-3126047292066194276</id><published>2009-06-11T09:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T09:37:43.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Need to win the lottery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjEWRn2oP9I/AAAAAAAAABw/nvO-_rA2bTE/s1600-h/madras+tote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346078724677189586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjEWRn2oP9I/AAAAAAAAABw/nvO-_rA2bTE/s320/madras+tote.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.preppyprincess.com/joellelargetote.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; is my new obsession..I have to have it...Visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.preppyprincess.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Preppy Princess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to purchase your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Home today...cleaning the house while BA1 sleeps for awhile! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjEWJmqutOI/AAAAAAAAABo/oARX12PHGKg/s1600-h/madras+tote.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-3126047292066194276?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3126047292066194276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=3126047292066194276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/3126047292066194276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/3126047292066194276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/need-to-win-lottery.html' title='Need to win the lottery'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjEWRn2oP9I/AAAAAAAAABw/nvO-_rA2bTE/s72-c/madras+tote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-9099296906625381339</id><published>2009-06-10T18:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T18:25:28.810-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mamma Mia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gripe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle Jesse'/><title type='text'>Mr. Awesome's Grumpy Old Gripe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Apparently my wife blogs about my my family. I figured if she was going to talk about us, that I should get in on that too. So I proposed to her a once a week feature, called Mr. Awesome's Grumpy Old Gripe. I will gripe like an old man about something that is on my mind, in under 5 grammatical errors or less (not guarenteed.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first gripe is one I am sure many of you share with me. It all started during our snowy Wisconsin winter, the Aweome Wife and I took a snow day after we woke up to double digit inches of snow. We had prepared in advance by renting a couple movies, just in case. We each got to choose a movie, she chose Mama Mia. What a miserable excuse for a movie that was. That brings us to our first gripe: why the hell was Pierce Brosnan giving a singing role. I mean come on, I know Pierce has the sex appeal of 10 Mr. Awesome's, but I would rather listen to Mrs. Awesome cackle out Row Row Row Your Boat. At some point, the casting director should have realized something was up when his or her ears started bleeding. No amount of sex appeal made up for the rusty pipes that belonged to a former 007. For those of you that have not seen the movie, first let me suggest you wear that fact as a badge of honor, and second, let me try and create an analogy for you. His singing was like listening to Roseanne Barr recited Shakespeare. It was like listening to a voice message from Helen Keller. The sound that came out of his mouth had less appeal than the mole on the lunch ladies arm that a&lt;a href="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:m-DH4B6xZJwnLM:http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e178/sdmgb/uncle_jesse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px" alt="" src="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:m-DH4B6xZJwnLM:http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e178/sdmgb/uncle_jesse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lways seemed to have 3 long hairs coming out of it. What was this casting director thinking, there had to be someone with a moderate amount of singing ability that has sex appeal, even to Mr. Awesome. If they have a sequel, and this is just an Awesome Brand Suggestion, but maybe Uncle Jesse, and his Rippers are available. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAVE MERCY! (on my ears)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-9099296906625381339?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/9099296906625381339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=9099296906625381339&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/9099296906625381339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/9099296906625381339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/mr-awesomes-grumpy-old-gripe.html' title='Mr. Awesome&apos;s Grumpy Old Gripe'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-867319895942193257</id><published>2009-06-10T17:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:53:04.221-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr.A'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant of the week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertaining'/><title type='text'>And now presenting...Mr. A</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mr. A feels left out..he wants to blog..so every Wednesday he's going to guest blog on my blog with his RANT OF THE WEEK....tune in..I can promise he's entertaining!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-867319895942193257?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/867319895942193257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=867319895942193257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/867319895942193257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/867319895942193257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-now-presentingmr.html' title='And now presenting...Mr. A'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-6591342023844932984</id><published>2009-06-08T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:48:59.734-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama queen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apartment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>Mr. Mom</title><content type='html'>I managed to really make Mr. A mad last night. I was overtired (no excuse) and felt like I was overworked, not really the case I’m sure. I first told him (sarcastically) thanks for the help cleaning…and it all went downhill from there….ugh he called me a drama queen and then I told him I’d rather be a drama queen then lazy. I felt bad after it was said, but in all honesty he will tell you he’s lazy. Nothing wrong with that since we do always get what we need done..done, but I guess this issue is more my fault than anything. I always wonder how guys who don’t get up and do stuff all the time, but rather sit in front of a tv all day or a computer feel like they ever get things accomplished. I would get so bored doing that. Don’t get me wrong, I love relaxing in front of the TV or Computer just as much as the next guy, but I get bored easily and I want to live in a clean house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. A was the one who really wanted to get a house. I was content in our 1200 sq ft apartment. Yes, I wanted a house, but I knew that Mr. A wasn’t keen on yard work, and the upkeep of a house. But we got one, so we have responsibilities. I have no problem keeping the INSIDE clean, with the occasional help of Mr. A, but why can’t he manage to keep up with the outside. Why can’t he cut the grass when it needs to be cut, and not wait until it’s knee high and I’ve nagged for 5 days….I know I know, I ask too much. I’m so used to my dad, who, even  though he worked 40+hours a week would still spending his weekends cleaning up the yard and helping out with odds and ends that need to be done. I’m used to my brother who goes out of his way to help out with things around the house (mostly outside). I know I married a man who has never had to do these things before, but am I really out of line asking that he step up and try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is one of those, things I would change about my spouse deals, but when I got married I made a promise to myself I would TRY (it hasn’t ALWAYS worked) to not try and change him because I married him for who he was, not so I could change him to fit my IDEAL man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it’s good the grass doesn’t need to be cut today! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-6591342023844932984?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6591342023844932984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=6591342023844932984&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/6591342023844932984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/6591342023844932984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/mr-mom.html' title='Mr. Mom'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-811780727667935677</id><published>2009-06-07T08:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T08:17:05.585-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diaper breath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crib'/><title type='text'>Rain Rain Go Away</title><content type='html'>Grr..it's summer and it's raining..I hate it. When will these nice temps be here for good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we made a huge uh-oh. Mr. A, BA1 and myself spent all day yesterday away from the house, and when we arrived home last night at about 8:00p.m we noticed the dogs were sitting by the window...but no this couldn't be, not our puppies who are just 2 and still wild, who we lock up EVERY SINGLE time we leave the house. oops...apparently we didn't lock the door on the kennel tight and they got out...Well, they got into all the dirty diapers and SHREDDED THEM ON THE LIVING ROOM FLOOR....yuck..it was awful smelling..they also decided to jump into BA1's crib and bring every blanket and stuffed toy out as well...It could have been much worse, but disgusting nonetheless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I don't think Mr.A will be getting "kisses from the puppies" for a very long time and now my job for the day is finding something to treat our puppies "diaper breath."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-811780727667935677?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/811780727667935677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=811780727667935677&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/811780727667935677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/811780727667935677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain Rain Go Away'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-3449278694523994758</id><published>2009-06-05T21:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:08:19.570-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='He&apos;s just not that into you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freebies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>This why we're awesome</title><content type='html'>I was planning on getting so much accomplished tonight, but I'm flat out exhausted....I didn't want to go to bed without sharing a few things that happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off I'm a cheapskate, lets just get that out right now and anytime I can find a deal or a freebie I'm there, afterall, I am polish..hehe (no offense to those polish followers:) ) so a few weeks ago I signed up&lt;a href="http://www.dogswell.com/free_sample"&gt; HERE&lt;/a&gt; for a free sample of this dogfood for my pup, much to my surprise the guy in the brown suit showed up at my door with a package today..a 23 lb package to be exact...and after wracking my brain for 5 minutes trying to figure out what it could be..I opened it...and what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a 23lb bag of dogfood..now THAT'S a free sample!!!! sheesh..If you have dogs I highly suggest this free sample. It's supposed to be super healthy for the dogs! They don't have it available ALL the time so check back occassionally and see if you can sign up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. A made some amazing ribs on the grill tonight....yumm-o....I love cooking and baking all that fun stuff but it is nice when he takes it over for a night now and then. We need to get back on a menu schedule like we tried once before..If I can get going soon I will of course share with you all!I like to do alot of Mrs. Awesome's makeshift recipes. Mr. A doesn't mind so I go with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got myself a sweet haircut today...short for the summer.. It's a layered bob and super cute...we'll see if I still think that tomorrow when I wake up and have to style it myself. It always looks great when you're stylist does it, am I right? Do any of you do anything different to your hair when the seasons change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not alot for tonight but I'm off now to watch a movie..a chick flick why Mr. A is gone for the night...He's just not that Into you..read the book and loved it, hope I love the movie just as much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-3449278694523994758?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3449278694523994758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=3449278694523994758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/3449278694523994758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/3449278694523994758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-why-were-awesome.html' title='This why we&apos;re awesome'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-1253855416950889726</id><published>2009-06-04T16:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:47:45.760-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><title type='text'>We all wanna be normal..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last night Mr. Awesome told me he was going to have to start being "normal" so I couldn't blog about him..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why but this made me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone wanna buy me&lt;a href="http://www.llbean.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/CategoryDisplay?categoryId=58572&amp;amp;storeId=1&amp;amp;catalogId=1&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;feat=sr&amp;amp;freeText=madras%20skirt"&gt; this&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343592348039419250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SihA7dFilXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/60ziVoPDF18/s320/skirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-1253855416950889726?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1253855416950889726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=1253855416950889726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/1253855416950889726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/1253855416950889726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-all-wanna-be-normal.html' title='We all wanna be normal..'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SihA7dFilXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/60ziVoPDF18/s72-c/skirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-4945645492409255572</id><published>2009-06-03T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:43:45.223-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milwaukee Brewers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bragging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BA1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr. Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marlins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garden'/><title type='text'>I need me some bragging rights...</title><content type='html'>Mr. Awesome and I are constantly going at each other about who is right and who is wrong about things…I think my favorite thing is when we make bets…he says he never makes a bet he won’t win…I beg to differ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we made a bet that will allow me to get my very own (and very first) garden in our backyard..created by Mr. Awesome himself; if I win of course. If I lose I have agreed to wake up with BA1 every day of every weekend until he is one year old so Mr. Awesome can sleep in. Not too big of a deal since BA1 is a champ when it comes to sleeping straight thru the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just need the Milwaukee Brewers to win and the Florida Marlins to lose…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus…I need some bragging rights!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-4945645492409255572?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4945645492409255572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=4945645492409255572&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/4945645492409255572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/4945645492409255572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-need-me-some-bragging-rights.html' title='I need me some bragging rights...'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-152901216381741474</id><published>2009-06-02T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:41:04.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural Family whaaaat??</title><content type='html'>I am the last to bash anything that makes my life easier, but let me just say that I am not a fan of the BC pill..at all…period (no pun intended).  It makes me cranky, makes me hungry 24/7..and makes my body do weird things..and I have a serious grudge since I truly believe it caused a major problem for me back in late 2008 (story to follow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain, I am Catholic and I do agree with most everything the church teaches, but birth control is another story.  For those of you who don’t know &lt;a href="http://www.drugs.com/seasonale.html"&gt;Seasonale&lt;/a&gt; is a 3 month birth control pill. I went on it years ago to stop seriously debilitating cramps (sorry TMI). I stayed on it after I got married for a few months for obvious reasons and then went off when I started turning into Mega Bitch experiencing said side effects. I got pregnant(unplanned) what almost seemed like miraculously since dates were far from adding up and 9 weeks later miscarried. I truly believe it had something to do with being off of the 3 month pill for no longer than  2 months before getting knocked up. But, we have no solid evidence so I shouldn’t speculate..I just can’t help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leads me to the predicament I am in currently. Since we just popped out BA1 in December we aren’t ready for another just yet…but rumor has it after a previous pregnancy the body can’t wait to rent out its uterus again…thus making it super easy to get knocked up again. We can’t take any chances just yet. I vowed never to go back on that horrible little pink pill, and Mr. Awesome mentioned back almost ripped his face off  for no good reason numerous times that he wouldn’t mind if I never even mentioned the pill again. But, lately it’s been a different story. I worry it will mess up my body and when the time comes again to try for BA2 it won’t happen. I also don’t want Mr. Awesome to divorce me because of a little pill and what it does to me. I know for sure I won’t be going on the 3 month pill, it will strictly be the 1 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has any thoughts or suggestions I am all ears….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-152901216381741474?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/152901216381741474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=152901216381741474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/152901216381741474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/152901216381741474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/natural-family-whaaaat.html' title='Natural Family whaaaat??'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-7500918133285767197</id><published>2009-06-01T21:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:59:45.900-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nagging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr. Awesome'/><title type='text'>For Better or Worse</title><content type='html'>Let me first start out by saying I love Mr. Awesome more than anything, but geez louise he has a few things that cause me to want to poke my eyeballs out….I’m sure he’s not the only hubby who does these things so I’m sure some can relate…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-he never finishes what he starts…example: tonight he cut the weeds from the side of the house and left them strewn all over the driveway, then went inside on the computer. I mean come on, how hard is it to sweep the weeds out to the street so the street sweeper can clean them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-he likes to cook, but not to clean up afterward. I will be the first to say the food he makes is amazing most of the time, but it’s not THAT amazing that I like to clean it up afterward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-he is obsessed with fantasy sports---refer to &lt;a href="http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/worse-than-crack.html"&gt;worse than crack&lt;/a&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-he leaves dirty clothes everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-he doesn’t ever do anything without me mentioning it then when I mention it..I’m nagging…grrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t trade him for anything, but sheesh. Anyone know of a good husband training class? J hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-7500918133285767197?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7500918133285767197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=7500918133285767197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/7500918133285767197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/7500918133285767197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-better-or-worse.html' title='For Better or Worse'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-4661298796836606478</id><published>2009-05-29T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:34:05.931-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BA1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leapfrog baby tad'/><title type='text'>New Mom's Wish List</title><content type='html'>When I got pregnant I was ecstatic. I had wanted a baby of mine forever. When we (accidently) found out we were having a boy, I was a bit bummed strictly because I love shopping and boys aren’t near as fun to shop for as girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we have BA1 I changed my thoughts QUICKLY as I immediately began shopping for him. Aside from the cute non-necessities I have managed to find several things I just couldn’t live without. I have compiled a list of a few things I highly recommend for moms to be. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZIPPERED ONESIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/Sia3__dqvJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aFhcr7CJXwU/s1600-h/sleeper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343160317917183122" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/Sia3__dqvJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aFhcr7CJXwU/s200/sleeper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are amazing. I can't tell you how many times BA1 went to bed with unmatched buttons or snaps and it always felt like after I was done changing him and tried buttoning all his buttons or snapping all his snaps he needed to be changed again. ugh.. The Children's place makes tons of these, and I also recommend Gerber brand; cheap and they get the job done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRIPLE PASTE DIAPER RASH CREAM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/Sia42mNeDaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EYkWuSVS9GI/s1600-h/triple+paste+diaper+cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343161256031161762" style="WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/Sia42mNeDaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EYkWuSVS9GI/s200/triple+paste+diaper+cream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While a little pricey is worth every penny. It works BEFORE your child develops diaper rash. We used it at the first sign of diaper rash, and nothing ever became of the rash. A few extra bucks in your pocket or a baby without a red hiney? It's a no-brainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FISHER PRICE JUMPEROO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/Sia5r4Ql4YI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VkJ0sJ8sPGg/s1600-h/jumperoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343162171409162626" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/Sia5r4Ql4YI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VkJ0sJ8sPGg/s200/jumperoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little BK1 loves this...and so does Mr. Awesome, heck I do too.. We could watch him bouncing and smiling in this thing all day long. If you have the space I highly recommend one of these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FORMULA CONTAINERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/Sia-FZb8rhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jQxEmgAN6TA/s1600-h/formula+jar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343167007858404882" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/Sia-FZb8rhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jQxEmgAN6TA/s200/formula+jar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are a lifesaver when traveling, or even just running a few errands. They hold 3 bottles worth of formula. The only negative I can find is that each segment only holds three scoops of formula (6ounces) so if your little one drinks more than 6ounces at a time you may have a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nail Files---ARE A MUST---so much easier than a nail clipper at this young age.&lt;br /&gt;Pampers Swaddlers Diapers&lt;br /&gt;Prefold Cloth diapers (we use these as burp clothes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=2815277"&gt;Sony&lt;/a&gt; BabyCall Monitor--this is the quietest baby monitor ever. You hear nothing until he/she cries. The range is also amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3104364"&gt;LEAPFROG&lt;/a&gt; Baby Tad---this doll was the best gift we ever received. It plays different types of music, our favorite being the lullaby music FOR 10 full minutes!! woo hoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-4661298796836606478?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4661298796836606478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=4661298796836606478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/4661298796836606478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/4661298796836606478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-moms-wish-list.html' title='New Mom&apos;s Wish List'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/Sia3__dqvJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aFhcr7CJXwU/s72-c/sleeper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-7531007886141266421</id><published>2009-05-28T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:58:05.429-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr. Awesome'/><title type='text'>Worse than Crack...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr. Awesome likes football….wait…he LOVES football. When football season is here he eats, sleeps and breathes football. He coaches a youth football league, which I love watching and helping with. He watches every game he possibly can, which I enjoy doing as well, that was until I was introduced to fantasy sports. Ugh..Mr. Awesome seriously might love fantasy sports more than he loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t enjoy watching a game anymore with him because it involves him commenting on every player and their stats, checking stats on the laptop, or calling one of his friends to comment on a player or points that were just scored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that this is one of his hobbies, but does it need to involve constant checking of scores, emails about trades, etc every waking moment? If I wasn’t there to remind him to eat, he may forget because he’s so wrapped up in “researching” fantasy related things on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he owes me this for putting up with this fantasy "stuff!"  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SibHJsdm1CI/AAAAAAAAAAs/CWxLzPAQ4Lg/s1600-h/vera+bradley.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.verabradley.com/Site/Store/ProductDetail.aspx?dept=400&amp;amp;sku=134%3a71"&gt;Cute Purse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343177212620467346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SibHXZI0bJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/B_WSVCL3Qt4/s320/vera+bradley.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-7531007886141266421?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7531007886141266421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=7531007886141266421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/7531007886141266421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/7531007886141266421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/worse-than-crack.html' title='Worse than Crack...'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SibHXZI0bJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/B_WSVCL3Qt4/s72-c/vera+bradley.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-3074122782622592730</id><published>2009-05-27T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T11:59:48.751-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BA1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MIL'/><title type='text'>Awkward...</title><content type='html'>Mr. Awesome is upset with the MIL because she “embarrassed” him publicly. I don’t always, but this time I can certainly side with him 100%. She is out of line sometimes with the things she says and asks him, but I figured it was just her being the worrisome mom she is…but honestly it has gotten worse, not better. Mr. Awesome is 26 years old and doesn’t like to be very open with people, even me..his own awesome wife…..and she is constantly being nosey when it comes to his life…is it just me or is there a point where you think mom’s should leave well enough alone? So, they aren’t speaking and it’s awkward for me. I get the occasional calls and emails asking about him, the weird silences when we are all together because neither will talk to each other. While I don’t think Mr. Awesome has any apologizing to do I do think something needs to be done to avoid BA1 from getting hurt, after all he’s only a baby and wants to be around him grandma and his dad. Something has to give..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-3074122782622592730?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3074122782622592730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=3074122782622592730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/3074122782622592730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/3074122782622592730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/awkward.html' title='Awkward...'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599684683537527347.post-6363056446675385094</id><published>2009-05-26T11:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T11:33:17.802-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><title type='text'>You're life is now complete.....</title><content type='html'>I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been a loyal blog follower for quite some time now…I read serious, hilarious, helpful and downright sad blogs..and frankly I realized it’s time I join the ranks and create my own. I mean, come on I have to have at least some good blogging qualities, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been married for 2 years to a man &lt;strong&gt;(Mr. Awesome)&lt;/strong&gt; who thinks he’s awesome in every way, shape and form, luckily I do to. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-I’m awesome by marriage. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-There was so much awesome between the two of us we got together and created baby awesome &lt;strong&gt;(BA1)&lt;/strong&gt; who was born in December 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-We live in the Midwest; Wisconsin to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-I hate folding laundry more than anything in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-I love shopping and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;couponing&lt;/span&gt;. It has taken over my life recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-I work in finance even though I have a degree in PR and Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-I hate fantasy sports—Mr. Awesome loves them more than he loves me. Ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure more little quirks, annoyances, etc will come out through this blog. I hope you enjoy reading. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Andddddd&lt;/span&gt;, since you’re reading my blog…your life is now complete!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599684683537527347-6363056446675385094?l=theawesomeclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6363056446675385094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599684683537527347&amp;postID=6363056446675385094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/6363056446675385094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599684683537527347/posts/default/6363056446675385094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomeclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/youre-life-is-now-complete.html' title='You&apos;re life is now complete.....'/><author><name>Mrs.Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424362452363357631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oV4XyxM5izg/SjA47b6TmhI/AAAAAAAAABI/2KCu_vVUNcU/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
