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(Kiki)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>422</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/LollygagBlog" /><feedburner:info uri="lollygagblog" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-682304428922152351</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2012 14:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-30T09:30:44.962-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wordless</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">holiday</category><title>Happy Gals, A Melty Car, And A Double Stroller.</title><atom:summary>There are so many good pix from Memorial Day weekend that need their day in the sun. (The ridiculously hot sun.) Here are a few more:


That's rather warm for May.




Random passersby wondered why I was snorting with laughter.




Beach fail= backyard win.




It wouldn't be a weekend without a pic of smiling Zuzu.




V takes a break from helping us unpack the new rooms to make a pal.

</atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/05/happy-gals-melty-car-and-double.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WwTdKny233w/T8WPhImcVxI/AAAAAAAAB3U/evZ_QVuAJzU/s72-c/100.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-6293717421669352257</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 May 2012 14:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-29T09:30:39.213-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">anniversary</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hampshire College</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">summer awesomeness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">holiday</category><title>Tuesday Is No Longer The Weekend.</title><atom:summary>

I am failing to understand why she is no longer in Chicago.


Please pardon the fact that I did not post yesterday morning: I was having way too much of a weekend to be bothered with things like computers (and showers).

My college bestie came to visit, and we proceeded to engage in activities that our 19 year-old selves would've popped eyeballs over. For instance, pushing a double stroller </atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/05/tuesday-is-no-longer-weekend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NY_H4OJ9cZY/T8TcQoSdXeI/AAAAAAAAB2w/sqeB7f1aMJg/s72-c/photo+(36).JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-7064184356801843253</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2012 14:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-25T09:31:01.157-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rad music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">awesomesauce advertising</category><title>The Full Catastrophe! The Nields!</title><atom:summary>



Katryna and Nerissa Nields have come out with a new album. For anyone who a) grew up in Western Massachusetts or b) loves good folk music, this is terribly exciting.

I fall into both of these categories.

The Nields were big on the coffeehouse/Lilith Fair circuit when I was an impressionable high-schooler and, now that I'm a impressionable mother of two, they've come out with The Full </atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/05/full-catastrophe-nields.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O5hUqANkSr0/T7-W7crTvXI/AAAAAAAAB08/JVqVng0h9MA/s72-c/FullCatastrophe_cover.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-8615271308111086551</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2012 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-24T10:00:07.962-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Peej</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">anniversary</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wedding</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>In Dog Years It's A Lot Longer.</title><atom:summary>

We look so, so awesome in this picture.


To my darling, patient, better-than-I-sometimes-deserve but always-exactly-what-I-need husband on our fourth anniversary...

Nothing has changed yet everything has changed and I wouldn't change a thing. (Except for maybe one or two teensy things regarding our homestead.) But let's review those crazy ol' vows, shall we?

When I said "for better," I was </atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/05/in-dog-years-its-lot-longer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NY3aBC4Vpbo/T72WArP4pXI/AAAAAAAAB0c/Pfhwww8SYNI/s72-c/kennedy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-4862214838640079111</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 May 2012 14:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-23T09:22:38.505-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">house fallin' apart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wordless</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sisters</category><title>It's The Little Things.</title><atom:summary>As we close out week five of "The Project," it's pictures like this that keep me going:



Yuv.




This one doesn't hurt, either:



90% finished laundry room. (Yuv.)
</atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/05/its-little-things.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S7UcsyWpwn4/T7zyRm_Zo7I/AAAAAAAAB0E/7QdZM7w1LA4/s72-c/smoosh.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-5239587577030615090</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 May 2012 14:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-21T09:59:46.182-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nora</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Susannah</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">burning questions</category><title>Keely Rants At Her Kid's Clothing.</title><atom:summary>

Resting up.


So, Nora has this shirt. It's a hand-me-down, as we're lucky enough to have most of her clothing be. It's short-sleeved, and features gold scrolling writing that spells out:

"Where's My Prince Charming?"

And for some reason (that I couldn't put my finger upon until today) this passively phrased tee bothered me. Now, don't get me wrong. I love princes and princesses. Dollhouses. </atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/05/keely-rants-at-her-kids-clothing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-heh38mJWPOY/T7mgDULeb9I/AAAAAAAABzQ/w6hKZqdMtds/s72-c/girlsnap.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-5432120978624026850</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2012 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-17T10:00:03.941-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">house fallin' apart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">I'm Falling Apart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">exhaustion</category><title>Full Disclosure: I Am Not A Contractor.</title><atom:summary>

I'm with you, kid.


There are many things that I just know:
-The vocal lineup of most classic rock bands since 1972.
-An innate awareness of when a ladybug sticker is being placed on an item of good furniture.
-How to fall asleep on any surface despite exterior influences.

And then there are things for which I fall woefully short:
-Being able to relax/move on with my life when things are out </atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/05/full-disclosure-i-am-not-contractor.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6J01jbjpWtw/T7T9hRQwJ7I/AAAAAAAABys/PriS7EG8k1U/s72-c/norahike.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-3196386302327572452</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 14:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-16T09:25:35.430-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sleepin'</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nora</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Susannah</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wordless</category><title>Wynken And Blynken And Nod.</title><atom:summary>
Even when things get awful and messy and smelly and chaotic, it never fails to amaze me that the simple act of watching these two dynamos nap can make everything seem a teensy bit sweeter.

(Still messy. Just nicer to look at.)






</atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/05/wynken-and-blynken-and-nod.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tsiHZMiBHK8/T7O3NRSRwyI/AAAAAAAAByE/2_BokSqmSNQ/s72-c/noranap2.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-2286176068117754529</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2012 14:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-14T09:48:06.755-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">house fallin' apart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bad Mommy</category><title>Broken House Still Broken.</title><atom:summary>

See? The crumbling stoop loves me!


I was extremely ready for the weekend. This is largely in part because I love weekends, but even more largely in part (how many parts am I allowed?) because the house broke even further on Thursday night.

P.J., having ventured downstairs after work to, you know, inspect the demolition team's work- because boys simply HAVE to poke the drywall, ask about the </atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/05/broken-house-still-broken.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KUiQpG_Lgdw/T7EbDujHn2I/AAAAAAAABxs/WM21m-NXB7Y/s72-c/photo+(26).JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-2369055771290357174</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2012 14:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-10T09:57:21.365-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">house fallin' apart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">I'm Falling Apart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ugly Cry</category><title>The Dirtying Machine.</title><atom:summary>

I am airing my dirty laundry.





Right now, an entire floor of stuff has been absorbed by the other parts of the house. Like a sponge. Like a big, bloated, no-more-room-for-knick-knacks sponge. 


And by "knick knacks," I mean wool coats. Books n' books n' books n' books. Upended tables. At least two cats.



We're like the beginning of a Hoarders episode- with no hope for an hour-long </atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/05/dirtying-machine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xcFVgvip8f4/T6vXADlZ98I/AAAAAAAABwc/NZfv7EK0V-w/s72-c/washer2.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-8554345118569625306</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 May 2012 15:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-09T10:14:18.455-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nora</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wordless</category><title>Reminiscing This And That.</title><atom:summary>
I was going to post more pix of the whole-house carnage, but decided on this instead. I present to you:

[Part Of] "Oodelally," Sung By A Slightly Crabby Swedish Chef.









</atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/05/reminiscing-this-and-that.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-7845119226503066694</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 14:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-07T09:50:45.289-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">house fallin' apart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">haunted</category><title>Forget The Girls- I'M Going To Trade School.</title><atom:summary>

ALL the furniture must be moved. All.


Sometimes I feel like I'm hosting a contractor convention- and I'm the keynote speaker as well as the janitor.

On Friday afternoon, we had our heating and cooling guys out yet again. "But Keely," you ask. "Didn't you just pay close to 4k for an a brand new a/c system?" Yup. Yes, we did. "And Keely," you insist. "Didn't they leave the job with only one </atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/05/forget-girls-im-going-to-trade-school.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7HBYRYOJj7M/T6fhJvoqoMI/AAAAAAAABvA/EFIPYr9shSA/s72-c/noratoys.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-7802240744714543497</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-03T10:00:02.605-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">house fallin' apart</category><title>Keely Jinxes Herself Into Oblivion.</title><atom:summary>

That frog takes up so much real estate.



Things are starting to look up. (And not just because we're crammed into the top floor of our house.)

Yesterday I featured a [poorly lit] photo array of my new window seat. It's simply glorious. It marks one of the few occasions where we've added something to this home because it would look nice or because it is time to no longer look like a crack den</atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/05/keely-jinxes-herself-into-oblivion.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MvCgrZWgOTY/T6FXWpYYB-I/AAAAAAAABss/RIve6cYjywI/s72-c/noranap.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-5259596208404088040</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 May 2012 14:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-02T09:53:13.294-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">house fallin' apart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wordless</category><title>Something Actually Works!</title><atom:summary>
Please pardon the complete and utter lack of artistry in these photos- they're too dark, and they barely show what I'm trying to convey. BUT. Here's the thing. After weeks of things falling down, we have something new. Something awesome. And it's a bay window with a wide seat board. 



And it is good.




Old window in dim light. Note: janky/creaky wooden windows, various scratches, three </atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/05/something-actually-works.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WAxnR_lXWDk/T6FIfNjxKCI/AAAAAAAABsc/ms_I_JwVR1Y/s72-c/photo+(20).JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-528307606051997198</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2012 15:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-30T10:05:47.946-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sleepin'</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">house fallin' apart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">I'm Falling Apart</category><title>Keely Comes Unhinged.</title><atom:summary>

At least SOMEONE'S sleeping like a baby.



This house has turned me into a Nervous Nellie and a Doubting Thomas.

Whenever something new is opened up (the floor, a pipe, a line of credit), I fully expect that something "surprising" will happen. A rat's nest will be exposed. We'll all discover that there is actually no "foundation" to this place. Little things like that.

And when people </atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/04/keely-comes-unhinged.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N4i_6KToLKM/T56pfYpPBGI/AAAAAAAABrE/SpC4s6onbSk/s72-c/zusleep.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-2563997762229618897</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 16:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-26T11:15:18.186-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">house fallin' apart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ugly Cry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">burning questions</category><title>Duct Tape House, Part- Oh, I Give Up.</title><atom:summary>

I'd leave, if my shoes weren't filled with Little People.


Remember how, way back on Monday, I realized that I had taunted fate by posting about the hilarity of the previous Thursday's bodily fluid debacle? Well, I got my comeuppance once again by continuing to post about said fluids- this time in the form of a sewer explosion.

And I'm going to do it again, simply by referencing last Monday's</atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/04/duct-tape-house-part-oh-i-give-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uLKUvWV1q8k/T5ijgkhNiyI/AAAAAAAABos/LTN8Chq_XQE/s72-c/shoes.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-6132041559395138139</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 14:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-25T09:20:23.682-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ads</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">television</category><title>Spoiling A Movie In Three Panels.</title><atom:summary>So, this is nowhere near "wordless" today, but I think you'll forgive the loquaciousness when you behold THIS:



This movie has already aired. You may have missed your chance to see it. But it still needs to be discussed.

The promo features three distinct pictures slashed across the page: Cuba Gooding Jr. looking concerned. A female behind a chain link fence looking, I dunno, hopeless. And, </atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/04/spoiling-movie-in-three-panels.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ke3bVmKyHTw/T5gGZAYTb9I/AAAAAAAABoQ/LtJ6nt8Pa5Y/s72-c/photo+(15).JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-6125791695839725290</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2012 13:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-24T08:42:30.956-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sicky baby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">guest</category><title>Guest Blog: Little Stories Everywhere.</title><atom:summary>

Today is a first for me: a guest blog! My pal Molly at Little Stories Everywhere is a riot- and has the exact same parental neuroses as me. It's refreshing. Enjoy!



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Molly and her positively edible kiddos.




When you have a baby there are scores of things that people never tell you...things that are ugly, horrible and completely disgusting.  One of these sad truths is venturing out </atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/04/guest-blog-little-stories-everywhere.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F0HE2x2asn0/T5atWP6gCkI/AAAAAAAABnY/i4XuGvhHA-Y/s72-c/molly.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-2250472558273065637</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2012 15:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-23T10:18:01.820-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">house fallin' apart</category><title>Keely's House Continues To Fall Apart.</title><atom:summary>

The pit...of despair...


Apparently I keyed into something cosmic on Thursday. Either that, or I taunted fate something awful with my tales o' bodily fluids.

Because the very next day our sewer pipe collapsed.

Thankfully, we [now] have a very good plumber. (For those of you playing along at home, yes we have collected plumbers like little kids collect...whatever the heck it is that kids </atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/04/keelys-house-continues-to-fall-apart.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MNN5I9pz8cM/T5Vymqfh6ZI/AAAAAAAABnA/wOcs5NJ13GU/s72-c/sewer.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-2103484618355437706</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2012 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-19T10:00:00.620-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sicky baby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nora</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bad Mommy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Susannah</category><title>Best Birth Control On The Market.</title><atom:summary>

Great story, Mom.


Let me set the stage for you.

Nora, having recently begun the whole All Underwear, All The Time show, was having a hit or miss kinda morning. That said, by 9am I had already sanitized everything on which a little bum could fit. (Because, the sad reality is this: Potty training a two year-old is awfully akin to chasing an incontinent velociraptor.)

Susannah, for her part, </atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/04/best-birth-control-on-market.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4y2giuZJhjo/T49sV17GDyI/AAAAAAAABgs/ACD3ArIC9Rg/s72-c/noraswing.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-2140332889575786403</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2012 16:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-18T11:25:40.740-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wordless</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sisters</category><title>[Forced] Togetherness.</title><atom:summary>
Our Double Stroller- Making Moments Like This Possible Since 2012.

</atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/04/forced-togetherness.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hnErJPouxyA/T47qrYkiDOI/AAAAAAAABgc/BjHkzkscEW4/s72-c/stroller.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-191274631902599617</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2012 14:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-16T09:27:48.737-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">house fallin' apart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ugly Cry</category><title>Indoor Air Is Highly Overrated.</title><atom:summary>

"This house is made of Scotch tape and failed dreams."
"I know."

This coming July, we'll have lived in this house for three years. Three years. During that time, we've ripped off a roof, dragged in appliances, patched and painted and edged and secured, replaced windows (and replaced windows and replaced windows), had the electrical system rewired, wiped out mold (and redid drywall and painted </atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/04/indoor-air-is-highly-overrated.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LD0gGQRVEZE/T4woasCcluI/AAAAAAAABfo/JBCA090U1fw/s72-c/sisters2.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-3085277697894445611</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2012 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-12T10:00:11.558-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nora</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bad Mommy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">money</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food</category><title>Nora's Practically A Money Guru.</title><atom:summary>And now, an exceptional money saving tip from the most unlikely of sources: Two year-old Nora Jane.

Looking to save a little bit extra on those peskily expensive items of produce? Live n' learn, folks, live n' learn. Here's how Nora does it:

We walk to Cermak Produce, our favorite exceptionally affordable Hispanic grocery store. Walking through its vast aisles of fruits and veggies, Nora </atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/04/noras-practically-money-guru.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QPvCWQSqj-8/T4YvcaAfZ3I/AAAAAAAABcg/p-L0n2EXMjY/s72-c/donut.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-6925644893599417158</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2012 14:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-11T09:46:13.759-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nora</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Susannah</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wordless</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sisters</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food</category><title>Can We Swap "Wordless" With "Instagram?"</title><atom:summary>

Avocado Face.




The Burger Princess.




...And I call this one "Look At The Goober On The Side."
</atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/04/can-we-swap-wordless-with-instagram.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WSx2JaqkBXY/T4WY2OyQM9I/AAAAAAAABcE/478mn65o6iQ/s72-c/avocado.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668959091987801829.post-6085389631197176913</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2012 14:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-09T09:44:24.876-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nora</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bad Mommy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">I'm Falling Apart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Susannah</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Easter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">holiday</category><title>Easter Is A Full Contact Sport.</title><atom:summary>

Those are some pretty special-looking eggs.


I spent a good part of last week preparing for Easter with the girls (and Peej).

We made paper Easter bunnies and plastered them to our front window. We braided traditional Armenian cheoreg biscuits to consume on Easter morning. Eggs were [carefully] dyed. We even unleashed the girls onto a wealthy neighborhood's egg hunt. Everything was in place </atom:summary><link>http://www.lollygagblog.com/2012/04/easter-is-full-contact-sport.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kiki)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OSjJxVgBnQ4/T4Luv0UsyhI/AAAAAAAABa8/IVzo9rT04ok/s72-c/eggs.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

