<?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-1317269214567295333</id><updated>2011-11-10T08:40:01.312-05:00</updated><category term='Baking'/><category term='Send me patience'/><category term='Personalized ecards'/><category term='Thankful Thursday'/><category term='Catch phrases'/><category term='Just for fun'/><category term='Crafts'/><category term='Miscarriage'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='&quot;Becky style&quot;'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='House Party'/><category term='Giveaway'/><category term='My Pledge'/><category term='Operation Organization'/><category term='Send me a cook'/><category term='Cooking &quot;Outside the Box'/><category term='Welcome'/><category term='Building that Bond'/><category term='General Mills'/><title type='text'>Send Me A Maid</title><subtitle type='html'>My life is crazy.  It is the kind of nonstop madness that leaves me wondering what direction the seat of my pants will take me next. I am calling out to the Lord to grant me the serenity and (since I am one of those non-domesticated kind of wives), begging for a maid!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StZecKn1upI/AAAAAAAABak/lljs7SvjreI/S220/100_4333.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317269214567295333.post-5631635788039148200</id><published>2009-11-21T17:34:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T19:26:42.989-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving week</title><content type='html'>As Thanksgiving draws near, I am not thinking so much about the turkey or stuffing.  I am thinking about my game plan for BLACK FRIDAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that some of you are terrified of Black Friday and the images that fill the news stories of one crazed shopper knocking out another for the hot toy of the year or some woman getting trampled because she was just too slow.  Running sneakers people - running sneakers!  Ohhh, that's so funny.  I am (of course) just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we have witness the humor of a few redneck events, we have not seen anything that would scare us from going back.  Year after year, we set the alarm for the 3:00 range and head out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I must admit that pulling yourself out of bed and getting into the cold car at that hour are typically not too fun, that all changes when you meet up with the crowds that have gathered all in the hope of snagging the great deals.  It's so much fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first year that my husband was able to go with me, I thought that I was going to have to take him right back home before we even parked the car at the first store.  He was already facing the escalation of blood pressure when I had to tell him that he needed to get control and just have fun with it.  If you take it too seriously, you will, without a doubt, feel the stress.  Ever since, he has gone with me year after year and it's always been a blast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting deals is not the only fun of Black Friday.  We are born "People Watchers" and I can tell you that if you are a people watcher too, there is no better day to get your fill!  There are some of the most interesting people ever out on this day.  I don't know where they come from, but it makes for great entertainment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, we are on the hunt for a great TV sale.  If you know of a super bargain on a 32" tv, I am ready to hear about it.  We are looking for the best bang for your buck kind.  While we don't want to spend a ton, we don't want to skimp on quality either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off now to scan the ads and see what awaits my shopping adventure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317269214567295333-5631635788039148200?l=sendmeamaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5631635788039148200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/5631635788039148200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/5631635788039148200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-week.html' title='Thanksgiving week'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StZecKn1upI/AAAAAAAABak/lljs7SvjreI/S220/100_4333.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317269214567295333.post-3869969116349226017</id><published>2009-11-01T01:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T13:36:13.626-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Good-bye October, Welcome November</title><content type='html'>Our Halloween weekend was a great one! We started out on Friday as St. Louis &lt;strike&gt;(the city, not the saint)&lt;/strike&gt;(I MEANT TO SAY...the Saint, not the city) and ended as Captain Rex from the Clone Wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little guy attends preschool and their costumes has to consist of either a saint or an angel, so St. Louis it was - King of France. After school, we stayed for the party and costume contest and then it was on to another party hosted by two wonderful families of children in his class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson and his little friends found adventure in the small pile of gravel outside of the stables. There were crafts, food and even a pinata, but it was the gravel (for these boys) that made the night. The only thing better? A cool hay ride through the pastures and around the estate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening as we prepared to head out, Carson asked me if we were going to be joined by daddy. I told him that one of us would have to stay back and hand out candy while the other walked with him. I asked him which he would prefer. His answer stopped me dead in my tracks when he selected NEITHER of us! He asked to have the parents of his friend Jonah take him. SAY WHAT? Hey kid, where's the love? LOL &lt;em&gt;Although, I could understand why. She is very fun mom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had very few "customers" this evening but did find humor in a few that did make their rounds in our subdivision. We had one girl that was maybe 13 or 14. Her costume was just too much for any of us. She was a pregnant girl. SERIOUSLY - She could not have been over 14 and this was her costume. Just a pregnant girl. WTH? Did her parents see her leave the house? To think that it was even a thought - much less an executed plan is just beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we came in for the night, we were greeted by more candy than any red blooded American family would ever want or need. It's out of control. I think that we are going to have some very happy co-workers this week. It's NOT staying here. (&lt;em&gt;I wonder why I am never going to lose any weight&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now almost 3, (oops!) almost 2 and here I sit typing because I am just not tired. Indulging in soda late at night is not really recommended if needing sleep. I did work on (and complete) a facelift for my Twitter page (&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/nickelsndimes" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;), cleaned up my inbox a bit, deleted over 2500 emailed from just the past two months and now sit here writing this post.  I am ready to take on the new month and I am already looking forward to my favorite holiday - Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your Halloween was fun!  Happy November 1st (All Saint's Day!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317269214567295333-3869969116349226017?l=sendmeamaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3869969116349226017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-bye-october-welcome-november.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/3869969116349226017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/3869969116349226017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-bye-october-welcome-november.html' title='Good-bye October, Welcome November'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StZecKn1upI/AAAAAAAABak/lljs7SvjreI/S220/100_4333.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317269214567295333.post-3954741444640707915</id><published>2009-10-29T20:25:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T20:40:04.666-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Send me a cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Send me patience'/><title type='text'>Moments like this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lord, grant me the serenity....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh yeah,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and send me some patience and a cook!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just days that the little guy (as any parent knows) will do anything but cooperate. He is typically a well behaved and sweet child, but there are those days that test your every ounce of patience to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home today, he was just a mess. First it was because we were not going to the gym, then it was because we hadn't arrived home yet and he was so hungry. Next thing I know, he was on the verge of vomiting all over the back seat. (Motion sickness is a pleasantry we have found with him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived home to have the meltdowns over the dog, his blanket, dinner and everything else just spiral out of control. I continued with my anything but successful task of Halloween cookies, only to finally throw in the towel. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to grab my computer and head upstairs. Upon my arrival at the top, the dear Lord reminded me that in the end, he is my sweet, sweet little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear him in there in the most precious, innocent and captured way singing along with the theme song of one of his favorite cartoons. He sat there, unaware of my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;presence&lt;/span&gt;, captivated by the scenes in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself standing there, admiring the sweetness of this gift and captivated as well by the very scene in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say it over and over again. The dear Lord gives us moments like this so we remember what's important and not the hour of screaming and tantrums that simply indicate that we need a break - and maybe even a good cartoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317269214567295333-3954741444640707915?l=sendmeamaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3954741444640707915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/lord-grant-me-serenity.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/3954741444640707915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/3954741444640707915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/lord-grant-me-serenity.html' title='Moments like this...'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StZecKn1upI/AAAAAAAABak/lljs7SvjreI/S220/100_4333.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317269214567295333.post-4710500848249073243</id><published>2009-10-28T22:48:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:17:31.510-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General Mills'/><title type='text'>The Gluten is GONE!</title><content type='html'>While in Minneapolis, I was able to try the new Chex - GLUTEN FREE (Honey Nut). It was really good. I never would have known that this was a cereal lacking in anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back, I told a friend that suffers from Celiac disease and has to abstain from gluten about this cereal. Immediately he asked just how bad it was. I lit up because it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397849380062859538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/SukDaYG1kRI/AAAAAAAABeo/IU_X4jbwbwU/s320/100_5660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As of about 2 years ago, I did not know a single person with Celiac and since, I have come across so many people I know dealing with the same issues. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This week, I am going to share with you at least one yummy snack made with Chex that you can make and enjoy over these cold winter months. I know that this is not "technically" a great post for my Cooking - Outside the Box series since cereal comes in a box, but it's fitting for this giveaway (oops! I've gotten a little ahead of myself, haven't I?)! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will also be giving some tips and facts about Celiac disease and Gluten free products. Come back and participate in this small series!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to hear about your experiences. Are you or someone in your family having to alter their diet to say goodbye to the gluten? Tell me and share one tip or story that that may help others. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To thank you, one lucky winner will be selected and I will send that person one box of this great cereal!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This giveaway will end November 5th at 5pm and a winner will be selected via random.org.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317269214567295333-4710500848249073243?l=sendmeamaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4710500848249073243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/gluten-is-gone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/4710500848249073243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/4710500848249073243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/gluten-is-gone.html' title='The Gluten is GONE!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StZecKn1upI/AAAAAAAABak/lljs7SvjreI/S220/100_4333.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/SukDaYG1kRI/AAAAAAAABeo/IU_X4jbwbwU/s72-c/100_5660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317269214567295333.post-200903607358300722</id><published>2009-10-23T20:36:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:00:37.491-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House Party'/><title type='text'>Countdown Launch Party</title><content type='html'>We have less than 24 hours until the Windows 7 Launch party and there is so much to do. I have cleaning left to do still, goodies in the works this evening (fun ones taboot) and I need to make sure that I have all of my plans ready for what we are actually going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started some of the decorating in the rooms that are ready to go. I have the goodie bags for the adults (compliments of Microsoft) put together and the kids have their own goodie bags as well. I think everyone will leave happy tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have our puppy's cage set up in our morning room (until she's older) and because of the size of it, moving it is not really something we can easily do. So, I have improvised. I have taken the cage from this......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/SuJcYrO5RxI/AAAAAAAABeI/NPplggEyGtA/s1600-h/100_6266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395976882535089938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/SuJcYrO5RxI/AAAAAAAABeI/NPplggEyGtA/s320/100_6266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;into this with the addition of a table cloth and decorations....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/SuJdSdfSXsI/AAAAAAAABeg/VrrtI3PhwVQ/s1600-h/100_6250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395977875278159554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/SuJdSdfSXsI/AAAAAAAABeg/VrrtI3PhwVQ/s320/100_6250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also made some spider cookies. This was our first time taking on this adventure (Betty Crocker recipe book) and so they are a bit rough, but I am sure they will be just fine anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/SuJdSGOMfCI/AAAAAAAABeY/ANkUmGvBOWw/s1600-h/100_6259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395977869032455202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/SuJdSGOMfCI/AAAAAAAABeY/ANkUmGvBOWw/s320/100_6259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, we took to carving the pumpkin to let the entire neighborhood know that this house is all about 7 this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/SuJdRuCeuGI/AAAAAAAABeQ/0IW4XtDM8gE/s1600-h/100_6265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395977862540867682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/SuJdRuCeuGI/AAAAAAAABeQ/0IW4XtDM8gE/s320/100_6265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317269214567295333-200903607358300722?l=sendmeamaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/feeds/200903607358300722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/countdown-launch-party.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/200903607358300722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/200903607358300722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/countdown-launch-party.html' title='Countdown Launch Party'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StZecKn1upI/AAAAAAAABak/lljs7SvjreI/S220/100_4333.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/SuJcYrO5RxI/AAAAAAAABeI/NPplggEyGtA/s72-c/100_6266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317269214567295333.post-7522663967685031886</id><published>2009-10-19T12:02:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T12:40:40.802-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personalized ecards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for fun'/><title type='text'>Fun, personalized ecards!</title><content type='html'>My cousin Angie is a nut. Something is truly just not right with that girl and when she sends me stuff via email, I am never sure what to expect. 9 times out of 10, you can &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;guarantee&lt;/span&gt; that it's going to be followed up with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ecard&lt;/span&gt; I got today and then head out and make your own fun to send to friends and family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It appears that it is taking a long time for the video to load. You can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sendables.jibjab.com/view/uZJ52Vj9q6Ww1wU2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;GO HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; to see it as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #e9e9e9; WIDTH: 425px"&gt;&lt;object id="A64060" data="http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=uZJ52Vj9q6Ww1wU2&amp;amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;amp;partnerID=JibJab" width="425" height="319" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN-TOP: 6px; WIDTH: 435px"&gt;Try &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;JibJab&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sendables&lt;/span&gt;® &lt;a href="http://sendables.jibjab.com/ecards"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eCards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Interested in joining the fun? &lt;a href="http://sendables.jibjab.com/sendables/203443/monster_mash" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;to make your own personalized &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ecard&lt;/span&gt;! Thanks again &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt; for the fun! You may have to scroll down some on the page to get started!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317269214567295333-7522663967685031886?l=sendmeamaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7522663967685031886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/fun-personalized-ecards.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/7522663967685031886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/7522663967685031886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/fun-personalized-ecards.html' title='Fun, personalized ecards!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StZecKn1upI/AAAAAAAABak/lljs7SvjreI/S220/100_4333.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317269214567295333.post-2573374158544460592</id><published>2009-10-19T09:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T10:09:56.588-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscarriage'/><title type='text'>The Loss of a Baby</title><content type='html'>Do you know that this past Thursday was the National Day of Miscarriage and Infant Loss?  To some, this might just be "a day". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years, one month and 3 days ago, it probably would have just been a day to me as well.  It was on September 16, 2007 that we headed to our OB/GYN for our 12 week visit and genetic ultrasound only to find that our baby did not have a heartbeat.  It's amazing how quickly a smile the size of Texas can wiped from your face and replaced with tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say that this was a rough time for me would be an absolute understatement.  To say that the time around the due date was rough - also quite an understatement.  To say it's all history and we've moved on - a lie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dear Lord has not blessed us with another baby, but I remain steadfast in my faith that He knows what is best for us and has plans for us.  There are days though that I just wish I knew what our future held.  Do we dismantle the nursery or leave it in place - just in case?  Until my heart is at peace, we will just leave well enough alone I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about all of this so much this morning because a dear friend came to me last night, heartbroken.  She too had a miscarriage just a few short months ago after a long period of trying to conceive.  What makes her story so heartbeaking to me is not just the fact that she so despirately wants another child, lost a child, but that she is also faced with the fact that her husband needs special treatment for his own medical issues.  His treatments would make it impossible to conceive for at least 1.5 years or the baby will, without doubt have birth defects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you say?  Even having lost a precious baby myself, I find that I still don't know what to say.  The conversation continues to play through my head and normally, I come up with the right words after the fact, but there are no words.  I think that this is a pain and an emptiness that is not easily explained and not fully understood if you have not faced it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you "been there"?  Do you want to share you feelings / thoughts / story?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317269214567295333-2573374158544460592?l=sendmeamaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2573374158544460592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/loss-of-baby.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/2573374158544460592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/2573374158544460592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/loss-of-baby.html' title='The Loss of a Baby'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StZecKn1upI/AAAAAAAABak/lljs7SvjreI/S220/100_4333.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317269214567295333.post-4981966205885296605</id><published>2009-10-18T22:24:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T23:11:02.245-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Building that Bond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Our creative weekend</title><content type='html'>I was unable to attend the wedding of a sweet co-worker last night, but we did not let that ruin the night. Instead, we made it our night of fall creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started by collecting a few leaves that were not too dried out. My plan? To teach Carson that you could use these leaves for some fun and creative fall decor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We placed them between two pieces of paper, selected our favorite fall colors (crayons) and got to work transfering the ridges, bumps and designs of those leaves onto our paper. We cut around each new leaf and the final product made for a free and unique home decor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394137681778535058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StvTpGf1apI/AAAAAAAABdY/mC-hDogy_n8/s320/100_6213.JPG" /&gt;We then wrapped up this project as my cousin Angie showed up. Good thing because she was there just in time to help carve pumpkins! We turned these pumpkins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394138437249329922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StvUVE2G6wI/AAAAAAAABdg/eyO_59fzisw/s320/100_6177.JPG" /&gt;into these pumpkins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StvVrICWT3I/AAAAAAAABeA/9bMdfVT6wvE/s1600-h/100_6192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394139915574726514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StvVrICWT3I/AAAAAAAABeA/9bMdfVT6wvE/s320/100_6192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394139907406468386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StvVqpm4lSI/AAAAAAAABd4/G6S_7zoJfuY/s320/100_6190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StvVZo61RPI/AAAAAAAABdw/ulFfqS6XE88/s1600-h/100_6191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394139615163925746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StvVZo61RPI/AAAAAAAABdw/ulFfqS6XE88/s320/100_6191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We did not think this through thoroughly. We completed these pumpkins late last night, but by this evening, we already noticed signs of wilting. I was so bummed. Hopefully, it does not get too warm over the next two weeks or they are going to be goners before Halloween even gets here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317269214567295333-4981966205885296605?l=sendmeamaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4981966205885296605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-creative-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/4981966205885296605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/4981966205885296605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-creative-weekend.html' title='Our creative weekend'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StZecKn1upI/AAAAAAAABak/lljs7SvjreI/S220/100_4333.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StvTpGf1apI/AAAAAAAABdY/mC-hDogy_n8/s72-c/100_6213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317269214567295333.post-6742908629432287861</id><published>2009-10-16T23:02:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T23:42:16.732-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Becky style&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Makin' cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/Stk2W0ZgmMI/AAAAAAAABdQ/kaH7aTUxaXo/s1600-h/100_6146.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it comes to baking or getting together "goodies" for the holidays, I can turn it up; but for the most part, you will find that if cookies are made at my house, they will start out looking very simular to something like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 151px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393400381291474690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/Stk1EkJVrwI/AAAAAAAABcw/swaMs7c04Sg/s320/100_6139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a rough job, but if it makes the family happy, I guess I can stand a little hard work and sweat. Oh wait! I almost forgot. I take the motto of work smarter, not harder. Let me show you how my brain works!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just breakdown the dough and put them on the stone to bake. Stick the stone in the oven for 16 minutes (give or take). Sounds so easy, I bet Becky could do it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393401770775789634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/Stk2VcYNwEI/AAAAAAAABc4/ibYLqEo1haU/s320/100_6142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ey geez. Cleanup is one of the worst parts of cooking / baking. Let me toss out the garbage. Oh wait, I already threw out the ONE thing that I needed to! No egg shells, no wrappers from the sticks of butter, etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 119px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393401777711044338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/Stk2V2NtVvI/AAAAAAAABdA/oQjXFvAZTNA/s320/100_6151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dishes? Isn't the rule that the person that makes it does not clean it up? Who cares with cookies like this though because look, you only have TWO (2) things to clean. There are not mixing bowls, measuring spoons / cups and spoons to stir, etc. I think I can handle cleanup tonight afterall. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 119px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393401786349255170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/Stk2WWZN-gI/AAAAAAAABdI/6XtPS2hLACU/s320/100_6157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tell you this: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As long as Pillsbury and Neste Tollhouse are in business, this will be the kinds of cookies I make! I laugh as I write this, but I am so very serious! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Interested in the reason? &lt;em&gt;My parents are going to crack up that I am still stuck on this. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As a child, I always wanted an easy bake oven. I never got it until my 30th birthday party (LOL - it's true!  Thanks dad.) so here I sit as the author of this blog and the undomesticated wife of a really understanding and patient husband. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While on the General Mills trip, I met some of the sweetest ladies with really great food blogs. I told them that I'd love to visit, but was pretty sure that I would not be a regular there. This is why. They are probably picking their jaw up off of the floor with the thought that I just have no desire (zero, ziltch) to make a huge mess in my kitchen and then pretend it was fun! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317269214567295333-6742908629432287861?l=sendmeamaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6742908629432287861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/makin-cookies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/6742908629432287861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/6742908629432287861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/makin-cookies.html' title='Makin&apos; cookies'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StZecKn1upI/AAAAAAAABak/lljs7SvjreI/S220/100_4333.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/Stk1EkJVrwI/AAAAAAAABcw/swaMs7c04Sg/s72-c/100_6139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317269214567295333.post-1010370932637643823</id><published>2009-10-16T08:59:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:19:08.595-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Building that Bond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking &quot;Outside the Box'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Operation Organization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Pledge'/><title type='text'>My Pledge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StiLv8b8qmI/AAAAAAAABco/0mfPTRBUjUA/s1600-h/house-in-hands-credit+freedigitalphotos.net.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393214209569630818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StiLv8b8qmI/AAAAAAAABco/0mfPTRBUjUA/s320/house-in-hands-credit+freedigitalphotos.net.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freedigitalphotos.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Free Digital Photos.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the wife to a wonderful man, mother to a really fun little guy and have a home to declutter, clean and I really need to work on my cooking "skills". &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I use the word skills lightly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work full time in accounting and blog whenever I can at &lt;a href="http://www.nickels-n-dimes.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nickels-n-Dimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Send Me a Maid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and I am also a contributor for &lt;a href="http://www.cincysavers.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Cincysavers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Our house has not been the same since I started blogging and it's time to get control of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband knew very well that he was marrying a woman that was not the most domesticated lady on the street. He knew that I was not meant to be in the kitchen unless I was passing through (not a joke) and that unless it "comes in a box", there are no guarantees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My pledge for this: I will have a series called &lt;strong&gt;Cooking, "Outside The Box" &lt;/strong&gt;and I will share with you one recipe that I have come across each week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you have a recipe to share? Do a guest post and share your recipe. You do not need to be a blogger to do this. If you have email and can use a keyboard, you are a candidate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I want to be a better mom, have fun with my son and find new things to do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My pledge for this: I will highlight one thing (&lt;strong&gt;Building that Bond&lt;/strong&gt;) that we did each week to strengthen our bond and have fun together. I hope that this will encourage you to do the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I want to get organized. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My pledge for this: I will post (&lt;strong&gt;Operation Organization&lt;/strong&gt;) about things I have done to organize and declutter. Sure, pulling a huge dumpster up in the driveway sounds incredibly appealing and exciting, but something tells me that this is not *really* a viable option.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I want to have a place to vent, cry and beat my head against the wall without disturbing the dog. I hope to encourage, make friends and come together to be better people. I will without a doubt share my insanity and madness and at times, I will even seek counsel of others that have been there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317269214567295333-1010370932637643823?l=sendmeamaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/feeds/1010370932637643823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-pledge.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/1010370932637643823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/1010370932637643823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-pledge.html' title='My Pledge'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StZecKn1upI/AAAAAAAABak/lljs7SvjreI/S220/100_4333.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StiLv8b8qmI/AAAAAAAABco/0mfPTRBUjUA/s72-c/house-in-hands-credit+freedigitalphotos.net.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317269214567295333.post-6572873224172190680</id><published>2009-10-16T08:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T13:58:19.848-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catch phrases'/><title type='text'>Good grief</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Lord, grant me the serenity....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tell me that I am not alone here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title is my newest phrase for just about everything that deserves a good &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' good grief and for whatever reason, I seem to be saying this about 20 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't just stop there though. I always end it with a CB - &lt;em&gt;GOOD GRIEF, CHARLIE BROWN&lt;/em&gt;! I don't know why, but it just makes me feel better right now to say this. As a parent, we all seem to find crafty ways to express our frustrations without using those colorful words that we may have in the past. My phrases change every several months and right now, this is my catch phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always know when I have hit that level of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;over usage&lt;/span&gt; because my 4 year old starts to use them and when I laugh at what he's just said, my husband points out that he gets it from me. Huh? What? Really? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;geez&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other catch phrases I have used craftily in the past that stuck were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come on people! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Put extra emphasis on the Ps in PeoPle to get the full effect*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; This is typically used with a toss of the hands in the air and a roll of the head in a circular motion. (Usually used in the car when people can't seem to find the pedal, cut me off or whereever people are simply just taking their good nature time)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crap &lt;/strong&gt;(yeah, this is one that I just can't seem to shake). I knew that I had lost control over this one when my son (3 at the time) stood up before a field trip with his daycare and announced that when someone cuts off his mommy in the car, she says "oh crap". (Now accepting my Parent of the Year award)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;geez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - this one is still a regular around my lips and is found to be highly used with a quick roll of the eyes. If you &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; know me, you know that I am pretty good at the roll of the eyes. I'll admit, it's a talent.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yea, right? &lt;/strong&gt;I love this one! I use this one when someone says something that I absolutely agree with and find humorous. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know you have phrases too that you spit out without any regard at times. What are they? Don't be shy! Remember, this site is about sharing your madness and helping to make me feel a little more normal. (&lt;em&gt;Again, whatever that is&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317269214567295333-6572873224172190680?l=sendmeamaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6572873224172190680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-grief.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/6572873224172190680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/6572873224172190680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-grief.html' title='Good grief'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StZecKn1upI/AAAAAAAABak/lljs7SvjreI/S220/100_4333.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317269214567295333.post-6104399504409113883</id><published>2009-10-15T19:35:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T11:59:02.025-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful Thursday'/><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving is on the horizon and will be here before we all know it. &lt;a href="http://savingsherry.blogspot.com/2009/10/thankful-thursdays.html" target="_blank"&gt;Sherry with Saving Sherry&lt;/a&gt; has started a new series with the thought of focusing on our blessings each week. I loved the idea and thought that I would join her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reasons for being thankful this week are so plentiful, but I think that I am going to focus on one, very nice day I shared with my son this past weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I realized we were in for a beautiful day, I wanted to take full advantage. I asked my son if he'd like to go to the park and (of course), he was ready to go immediately. He asked if we could take peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with us. I loved the idea, so of course, a picnic we shall enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were loading into the car, I told him that his picnic idea was such a fun idea. The cutest, sweetest and most innocent smile consumed his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks mommy. I did not even know I wanted a picnic", he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of those moments that I just had to hug him because while he knew what he wanted, he did not realize that this idea was called a "picnic". LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392977199708275234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/Ste0MJ5kgiI/AAAAAAAABb0/hqpvpoHZl5M/s320/20091011_9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started with throwing down our blanket and enjoying our ever so yummy sandwiches while talking about our favorite things to do at the park. Once we were finished, we cleaned up and the fun started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/Ste2PVHPu-I/AAAAAAAABcc/ghWpZlisbbc/s1600-h/20091011_418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392979453281287138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/Ste2PVHPu-I/AAAAAAAABcc/ghWpZlisbbc/s320/20091011_418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/Ste2OjxyqfI/AAAAAAAABcU/uAdhC_QKbJI/s1600-h/20091011_384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392979440037964274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/Ste2OjxyqfI/AAAAAAAABcU/uAdhC_QKbJI/s320/20091011_384.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/Ste2N_W6zmI/AAAAAAAABcM/A50R6eoXzFE/s1600-h/20091011_405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392979430261575266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/Ste2N_W6zmI/AAAAAAAABcM/A50R6eoXzFE/s320/20091011_405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/Ste2NfmeMtI/AAAAAAAABcE/KB1Au6127lM/s1600-h/20091011_25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392979421736874706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/Ste2NfmeMtI/AAAAAAAABcE/KB1Au6127lM/s320/20091011_25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392979405810351298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/Ste2MkRSvMI/AAAAAAAABb8/XGtj_pK-5LE/s320/20091011_11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This day was not just about going to the park, but about spending time with my little man. We had fun and laughed about some of the silliest things. We found goblins under the bridge and had to toss rocks into the water to pass. We found a magic flower (dandelion) that held special powers, a caterpillar with Bengal's stripes and found that some of the best times don't have to be planned and don't have to cost a dime. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am thankful for my family and for the simple pleasures of life!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317269214567295333-6104399504409113883?l=sendmeamaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6104399504409113883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/thankful-thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/6104399504409113883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/6104399504409113883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StZecKn1upI/AAAAAAAABak/lljs7SvjreI/S220/100_4333.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/Ste0MJ5kgiI/AAAAAAAABb0/hqpvpoHZl5M/s72-c/20091011_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1317269214567295333.post-3530579272607968161</id><published>2009-10-14T18:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:38:18.354-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Welcome'/><title type='text'>Welcome to my madness!</title><content type='html'>I laugh with this first post because I know that many of you have no idea the madness you are going to find over here. The madness that is now "just life" for this family. We fly around by the seat of our pants while dodging the punches that life throws our way. We relish in the glory of everyday that has been given to us while trying to remember to stop and smell those roses along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may already know me as Becky (from Nickels-n-Dimes), but what you don't know yet is that I am one of those really undomesticated wives that just does not have the desire. I am not meant to be in the kitchen unless I am passing through and (as the title states) I am really in need of a maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dear friend that once told me about a study her husband came across. This study (and another) state that women say anywhere between 7,000 and 20,000 words PER DAY. Since she is not with me on a daily basis any longer, I am WAY behind. I REALLY need to get these pent up words out soon or I am going to simply explode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky you, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is to share my madness. Whatever the madness of the day may be, I am going to share it. Each of you are now my therapists.  I am just going to kick back on the couch while you psycho analyze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you will share your madness along the way as well. You know, they say that when you surround yourself with those like yourself, you feel a little more "normal". &lt;em&gt;Whatever that is. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, WELCOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead. Bookmark this page (you know you want to). I am out of here. I have to switch the laundry around before those darn colors start to bleed onto each other. Seriously, where's mom when you need her?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1317269214567295333-3530579272607968161?l=sendmeamaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3530579272607968161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/welcome-to-my-madness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/3530579272607968161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1317269214567295333/posts/default/3530579272607968161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sendmeamaid.blogspot.com/2009/10/welcome-to-my-madness.html' title='Welcome to my madness!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tR2Jyk2T1s/StZecKn1upI/AAAAAAAABak/lljs7SvjreI/S220/100_4333.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
