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much you spent, and how much you saved that month,&lt;br /&gt;
and record it. Then, try to match that number the &lt;br /&gt;
following month. This is, in effect, the simplest form&lt;br /&gt;
of budgeting you're merely trying to keep your spending&lt;br /&gt;
under control from month to month. It also lets you&lt;br /&gt;
see your continual progress. If you were able to live a bit &lt;br /&gt;
cheaper and put just $50 a month into a savings for six&lt;br /&gt;
months, you now have $300 saved up. Showing you that &lt;br /&gt;
your little changes are really adding up to something&lt;br /&gt;
big.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174688842578885502-1455552152913879828?l=www.momascrazyworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1jqM_p0J9bQL6yXxNd-AdJUK4HM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1jqM_p0J9bQL6yXxNd-AdJUK4HM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~4/kF4tquN1yIg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/1455552152913879828?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/1455552152913879828?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~3/kF4tquN1yIg/progress.html" title="Progress" /><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="24" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aJ2sV1lgnH0/SFG_mTK1ZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FxarFf8edCQ/S220/Blue+Eyes.gif" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.momascrazyworld.com/2012/05/progress.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UNR38zeSp7ImA9WhVbEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174688842578885502.post-2022543586406241851</id><published>2012-05-28T08:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-05-28T08:21:36.181-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-28T08:21:36.181-05:00</app:edited><title>Tolerant</title><content type="html">When was the last time you tried to understand &lt;br /&gt;
a bias you hold toward something or someone?&lt;br /&gt;
If it's been a while, now might be the right time &lt;br /&gt;
to revisit your beliefs. Growing up, many people &lt;br /&gt;
consciously and unconsciously absorb the biases&lt;br /&gt;
of their family members, associates, friends, and&lt;br /&gt;
peers. When you let go of intolerant biases and&lt;br /&gt;
recognize and respect the beliefs of others, you &lt;br /&gt;
are practicing tolerance. Consider one or more &lt;br /&gt;
of the beliefs you still hold. Perhaps your beloved&lt;br /&gt;
grandmother told you that things would never change&lt;br /&gt;
or the father you respected taught you not to trust&lt;br /&gt;
anyone who didn't look or talk like you. Think &lt;br /&gt;
for yourself. Using truth and fact, compassion and &lt;br /&gt;
understanding, create a new lens for seeing bias.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174688842578885502-2022543586406241851?l=www.momascrazyworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yv5k_oREjmy_rh3dBq934rWZM4M/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yv5k_oREjmy_rh3dBq934rWZM4M/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yv5k_oREjmy_rh3dBq934rWZM4M/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yv5k_oREjmy_rh3dBq934rWZM4M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~4/NreU9TmLaXw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/2022543586406241851?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/2022543586406241851?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~3/NreU9TmLaXw/tolerant.html" title="Tolerant" /><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="24" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aJ2sV1lgnH0/SFG_mTK1ZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FxarFf8edCQ/S220/Blue+Eyes.gif" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.momascrazyworld.com/2012/05/tolerant.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQCQHszeyp7ImA9WhVbEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174688842578885502.post-8234578192165253940</id><published>2012-05-27T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-05-27T13:46:01.583-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-27T13:46:01.583-05:00</app:edited><title>Booster</title><content type="html">I work in a factory with alot of different electronic &lt;br /&gt;
equipment and I heard that &lt;a href="http://www.thesource.ca/estore/category.aspx?language=en-CA&amp;amp;catalog=Online&amp;amp;category=signal_boosters"&gt;wilson cellular booster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
is supposed to be good. Like me I live out in the country&lt;br /&gt;
where I hardly get a signal and that is supposed to help&lt;br /&gt;
with that and the quality of the sound in your cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;
I think it would be worth a try for me so I could use&lt;br /&gt;
my cell phone and get my home phone shut off. Because&lt;br /&gt;
I am paying over a 100 a month for a home phone, and&lt;br /&gt;
my cell phone is only 45. That is so obvious which one&lt;br /&gt;
I need to get rid of.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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got me thinking about looking into getting &lt;a href="http://www.equote.com/"&gt;life insurance&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
for my girls. What if something were to happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;
I don't want to leave them with the burden of not having&lt;br /&gt;
any money to bury me or make it in their life because&lt;br /&gt;
their mom was being selfish and only thinking about now&lt;br /&gt;
not later. It just really scares me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174688842578885502-247686565517347206?l=www.momascrazyworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HkYgn6emf-fYiQbKSRHj6moM73c/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HkYgn6emf-fYiQbKSRHj6moM73c/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
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and &lt;a href="http://www.burnstools.com/manufacturer/Jet.html"&gt;jet machinery&lt;/a&gt;. Wow it is amazing how big &lt;br /&gt;
and how much knowledge and training you &lt;br /&gt;
have to have to work on them. I could not imagine&lt;br /&gt;
working on an airplane.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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We test and quality check on many products, from&lt;br /&gt;
playstation, nintendo, computers, tv. But what I &lt;br /&gt;
did not know because no one told me is that I get&lt;br /&gt;
a discount on products which means I can get &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.moviemars.com/"&gt;discount dvds&lt;/a&gt;. We love watching movies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174688842578885502-177796259794281096?l=www.momascrazyworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/a9FmOSGTiktPcjrWRCwOJzZDzIA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/a9FmOSGTiktPcjrWRCwOJzZDzIA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/a9FmOSGTiktPcjrWRCwOJzZDzIA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/a9FmOSGTiktPcjrWRCwOJzZDzIA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~4/H-XFPbAmiSY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/177796259794281096?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/177796259794281096?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~3/H-XFPbAmiSY/discounts.html" title="Discounts" /><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="24" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aJ2sV1lgnH0/SFG_mTK1ZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FxarFf8edCQ/S220/Blue+Eyes.gif" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.momascrazyworld.com/2012/05/discounts.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4FSHszeip7ImA9WhVVEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174688842578885502.post-4798418251673444876</id><published>2012-05-04T19:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-05-04T19:48:39.582-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-04T19:48:39.582-05:00</app:edited><title>Musicians</title><content type="html">Since my oldest daughter has been in band playing&lt;br /&gt;
the saxaphone, there does have to have some&lt;br /&gt;
knowledge of musicians like &lt;a href="http://www.musiciansfriend.com/allen-heath"&gt;Allen Heath&lt;/a&gt;. You&lt;br /&gt;
need to listen to the music and also the melodies.&lt;br /&gt;
Anyways this is what my daughter told me. I don't&lt;br /&gt;
know I don't play instruments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174688842578885502-4798418251673444876?l=www.momascrazyworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/e5wnD8_r8ca7zY4Vo76t_9BJizY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/e5wnD8_r8ca7zY4Vo76t_9BJizY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~4/7UjmYj1H_Js" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/4798418251673444876?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/4798418251673444876?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~3/7UjmYj1H_Js/musicians.html" title="Musicians" /><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="24" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aJ2sV1lgnH0/SFG_mTK1ZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FxarFf8edCQ/S220/Blue+Eyes.gif" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.momascrazyworld.com/2012/05/musicians.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4HQ30_fCp7ImA9WhVQFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174688842578885502.post-3044491417640851780</id><published>2012-04-02T16:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-04-02T16:58:52.344-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-02T16:58:52.344-05:00</app:edited><title>PJ's</title><content type="html">Every women loves getting in some comfortable&lt;br /&gt;pj's after working all day. But do you know &lt;br /&gt;how unbelievably difficult it is to find &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redenvelope.com/pajamas-RPJAM"&gt;pajamas for women&lt;/a&gt; where I live? You can't find&lt;br /&gt;any items without cartoon characters on it. &lt;br /&gt;What happened to comfortable but sexy mature&lt;br /&gt;pajamas at a decent price?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174688842578885502-3044491417640851780?l=www.momascrazyworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-xGm466QdxFykyuhfoadKeWvMp4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-xGm466QdxFykyuhfoadKeWvMp4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~4/45q74u2__N4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/3044491417640851780?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/3044491417640851780?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~3/45q74u2__N4/pjs.html" title="PJ's" /><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="24" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aJ2sV1lgnH0/SFG_mTK1ZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FxarFf8edCQ/S220/Blue+Eyes.gif" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.momascrazyworld.com/2012/04/pjs.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUABSH8zcSp7ImA9WhVQFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174688842578885502.post-620937247767431158</id><published>2012-04-02T16:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-04-02T16:55:59.189-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-02T16:55:59.189-05:00</app:edited><title>Entering</title><content type="html">I was really thinking about getting some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reidsupply.com/Detail.aspx?itm=U-KT-18-4"&gt;do not enter signs&lt;/a&gt; for my house because &lt;br /&gt;the weather is getting warmer so the &lt;br /&gt;neighborhood kids are coming out and the &lt;br /&gt;animals. I have three dogs and when they &lt;br /&gt;see the kids they want to play and&lt;br /&gt;start barking. But then when they see &lt;br /&gt;animals with kids their animals always come &lt;br /&gt;in my yard then the kids. I just don't &lt;br /&gt;want a child getting hurt on my property.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174688842578885502-620937247767431158?l=www.momascrazyworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xDWI9jTUjKkfIEzLzygDovCXinA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xDWI9jTUjKkfIEzLzygDovCXinA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~4/qRtd-pUzB-Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/620937247767431158?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/620937247767431158?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~3/qRtd-pUzB-Y/entering.html" title="Entering" /><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="24" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aJ2sV1lgnH0/SFG_mTK1ZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FxarFf8edCQ/S220/Blue+Eyes.gif" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.momascrazyworld.com/2012/04/entering.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcBQ3Y9cSp7ImA9WhVQE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174688842578885502.post-100958188502987751</id><published>2012-04-02T12:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-04-02T12:34:12.869-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-02T12:34:12.869-05:00</app:edited><title>Toys</title><content type="html">There were very few toys that I got as a &lt;br /&gt;kid growing up. I remember my mom would take&lt;br /&gt;our christmas that was sent from my &lt;br /&gt;grandmother to me and my brothers and she &lt;br /&gt;would sell it for beer. But there was one&lt;br /&gt;particular toy that I really liked and I &lt;br /&gt;would walk down the block with that toy&lt;br /&gt;everyday and that was a &lt;a href="http://www.yoyoplay.com/diabolos.html"&gt;chinese yoyo&lt;/a&gt;. We did not have hardly any toys&lt;br /&gt;with sound or anything so when we got stuff&lt;br /&gt;that was so small we really enjoyed it and&lt;br /&gt;took care of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174688842578885502-100958188502987751?l=www.momascrazyworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WS2HQ8Oj9ayaAUHswewRfYh9W38/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WS2HQ8Oj9ayaAUHswewRfYh9W38/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WS2HQ8Oj9ayaAUHswewRfYh9W38/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WS2HQ8Oj9ayaAUHswewRfYh9W38/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~4/aL_P42DNMx8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/100958188502987751?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/100958188502987751?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~3/aL_P42DNMx8/toys.html" title="Toys" /><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="24" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aJ2sV1lgnH0/SFG_mTK1ZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FxarFf8edCQ/S220/Blue+Eyes.gif" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.momascrazyworld.com/2012/04/toys.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08GQns-fip7ImA9WhVRFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174688842578885502.post-553627537855844163</id><published>2012-03-24T09:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-24T09:37:03.556-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-03-24T09:37:03.556-05:00</app:edited><title>Repeat words</title><content type="html">The art of actively listening means to be totally&lt;br /&gt;engaged when someone is talking to you. When you &lt;br /&gt;truly make an effort to understand others, they &lt;br /&gt;appreciate it. Your relationships with them are&lt;br /&gt;strengthened. Make sure you truly understand what&lt;br /&gt;your friend tells you by repeating his words back&lt;br /&gt;to him. You could start with, "I want to make &lt;br /&gt;sure I understand what you're telling me." Express&lt;br /&gt;your understanding of what he's saying and if it &lt;br /&gt;isn't right, he'll correct you. Listen without&lt;br /&gt;judging. Be fully present. Pay attention. Your&lt;br /&gt;relationships will be stronger and happier as a &lt;br /&gt;result of your effort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174688842578885502-553627537855844163?l=www.momascrazyworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/pykFTYkfqQav438VoQ5sEmAKDAI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/pykFTYkfqQav438VoQ5sEmAKDAI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~4/kzIGy1DhdlA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/553627537855844163?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/553627537855844163?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~3/kzIGy1DhdlA/repeat-words.html" title="Repeat words" /><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="24" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aJ2sV1lgnH0/SFG_mTK1ZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FxarFf8edCQ/S220/Blue+Eyes.gif" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.momascrazyworld.com/2012/03/repeat-words.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYESHo8cSp7ImA9WhVRFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174688842578885502.post-1122830308635700025</id><published>2012-03-24T09:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-24T09:08:29.479-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-03-24T09:08:29.479-05:00</app:edited><title>Tolerant</title><content type="html">When was the last time you tried to &lt;br /&gt;understand a bias you hold toward &lt;br /&gt;something or someone? If it's been a &lt;br /&gt;while, now might be the right time to &lt;br /&gt;revisit your beliefs. Growing up, many&lt;br /&gt;people consciously absorb the biases of&lt;br /&gt;their family members, friends. When you&lt;br /&gt;let go of intolerant biases and recognize&lt;br /&gt;and respect the beliefs of others, you are&lt;br /&gt;practicing tolerance. Consider one or&lt;br /&gt;more of the beliefs you still hold. Perhaps &lt;br /&gt;your beloved grandmother told you that &lt;br /&gt;things would never change or the father you&lt;br /&gt;respected taught you not to trust anyone who&lt;br /&gt;didn't look or talk like you. Think for &lt;br /&gt;yourself. Using truth and fact, compassion &lt;br /&gt;and understanding, create a new lens for&lt;br /&gt;seeing bias.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174688842578885502-1122830308635700025?l=www.momascrazyworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BpbQbwMHSIAvFAp53gnpp6K-t3A/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BpbQbwMHSIAvFAp53gnpp6K-t3A/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BpbQbwMHSIAvFAp53gnpp6K-t3A/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BpbQbwMHSIAvFAp53gnpp6K-t3A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~4/CwbSPpCg12c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/1122830308635700025?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/1122830308635700025?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~3/CwbSPpCg12c/tolerant.html" title="Tolerant" /><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="24" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aJ2sV1lgnH0/SFG_mTK1ZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FxarFf8edCQ/S220/Blue+Eyes.gif" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.momascrazyworld.com/2012/03/tolerant.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ABSH88eCp7ImA9WhVREks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174688842578885502.post-3371834578910697526</id><published>2012-03-20T13:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-20T13:55:59.170-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-03-20T13:55:59.170-05:00</app:edited><title>Retreat</title><content type="html">Plan a little time off just for yourself&lt;br /&gt;to do some inner reflection. The amount&lt;br /&gt;of time is not as important as getting the&lt;br /&gt;respite you need. Make your time away a &lt;br /&gt;priority. It's a small amount of time just &lt;br /&gt;for you to clear your head, gather your &lt;br /&gt;thoughts and energy. Retreat to someplace&lt;br /&gt;peaceful where you can relax and have a &lt;br /&gt;break from the responsibilities of work &lt;br /&gt;and family. Don't know of any great retreat&lt;br /&gt;places? Then take a book and go to the &lt;br /&gt;beach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174688842578885502-3371834578910697526?l=www.momascrazyworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/L9oO1FDn1Ed20sQMhwR7VdIw2MU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/L9oO1FDn1Ed20sQMhwR7VdIw2MU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/L9oO1FDn1Ed20sQMhwR7VdIw2MU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/L9oO1FDn1Ed20sQMhwR7VdIw2MU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~4/n-hR9Li3w0Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/3371834578910697526?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/3371834578910697526?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~3/n-hR9Li3w0Y/retreat.html" title="Retreat" /><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="24" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aJ2sV1lgnH0/SFG_mTK1ZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FxarFf8edCQ/S220/Blue+Eyes.gif" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.momascrazyworld.com/2012/03/retreat.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QCQns4eip7ImA9WhVREks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174688842578885502.post-5355555928068247711</id><published>2012-03-20T13:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-20T13:49:23.532-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-03-20T13:49:23.532-05:00</app:edited><title>Relaxation</title><content type="html">Your bookshelves need dusting, the dishes&lt;br /&gt;still stand in the sink, the floor needs &lt;br /&gt;mopping, and you haven't even gotten &lt;br /&gt;around to the laundry, but you need a &lt;br /&gt;moment to deflect or discharge the worries&lt;br /&gt;of the day. Take that time to indulge in&lt;br /&gt;something that makes you feel peaceful and&lt;br /&gt;relaxed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174688842578885502-5355555928068247711?l=www.momascrazyworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/y1q1QuIm5GXvPGumhh2390qnyYI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/y1q1QuIm5GXvPGumhh2390qnyYI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~4/iY9DrO4h5fA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/5355555928068247711?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/5355555928068247711?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~3/iY9DrO4h5fA/relaxation.html" title="Relaxation" /><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="24" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aJ2sV1lgnH0/SFG_mTK1ZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FxarFf8edCQ/S220/Blue+Eyes.gif" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.momascrazyworld.com/2012/03/relaxation.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8GSHwzeyp7ImA9WhVREUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174688842578885502.post-290969089956938822</id><published>2012-03-19T13:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-19T13:13:49.283-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-03-19T13:13:49.283-05:00</app:edited><title>Job</title><content type="html">I think it would be so great to get a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.job-applications.com/toys-r-us-application/"&gt;toys r us jobs&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Not only would you be able to meet new&lt;br /&gt;people but everyone is a kid at heart who&lt;br /&gt;would not love to work around toys all day&lt;br /&gt;and get discounts for your own children&lt;br /&gt;especially for the holidays. Just a thought&lt;br /&gt;that popped into my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174688842578885502-290969089956938822?l=www.momascrazyworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2q-4bEPwJ75iEOAdXooHdtv4R1U/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2q-4bEPwJ75iEOAdXooHdtv4R1U/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~4/z37rLHLYlVs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/290969089956938822?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/290969089956938822?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~3/z37rLHLYlVs/job.html" title="Job" /><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="24" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aJ2sV1lgnH0/SFG_mTK1ZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FxarFf8edCQ/S220/Blue+Eyes.gif" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.momascrazyworld.com/2012/03/job.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEDQn09eyp7ImA9WhVREUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174688842578885502.post-6329121657261278751</id><published>2012-03-19T13:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-19T13:11:13.363-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-03-19T13:11:13.363-05:00</app:edited><title>Gold</title><content type="html">I used to wear gold jewelry I never had&lt;br /&gt;any silver now that it all I have. Don't &lt;br /&gt;need my gold anymore and since we are in&lt;br /&gt;need of money right now to catch up on our&lt;br /&gt;bills I was looking into those &lt;a href="http://www.goldeneaglecoin.com/Buy_Gold"&gt;buy gold&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;stores and I am really curious to know how&lt;br /&gt;much money I could actually get? If I could&lt;br /&gt;get around $1500 for all my gold I would&lt;br /&gt;be so stoked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174688842578885502-6329121657261278751?l=www.momascrazyworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dObNDFOBPtoQuomqx0jHR14MJ1Q/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dObNDFOBPtoQuomqx0jHR14MJ1Q/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~4/o4vPG8Q0FsE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/6329121657261278751?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/6329121657261278751?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~3/o4vPG8Q0FsE/gold.html" title="Gold" /><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="24" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aJ2sV1lgnH0/SFG_mTK1ZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FxarFf8edCQ/S220/Blue+Eyes.gif" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.momascrazyworld.com/2012/03/gold.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcERH04cSp7ImA9WhVREUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174688842578885502.post-1854672530881200693</id><published>2012-03-19T12:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-19T13:00:05.339-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-03-19T13:00:05.339-05:00</app:edited><title>Praise Yourself</title><content type="html">You praise your children, your friends,&lt;br /&gt;your coworkers, and your spouse whenever&lt;br /&gt;they accomplish something praiseworthy, &lt;br /&gt;so why not give yourself a one-minute &lt;br /&gt;praising for your own achievements? You're&lt;br /&gt;not being a braggart or egotistical when&lt;br /&gt;you acknowledge some wonderful task or&lt;br /&gt;breakthrough you made during your day. You&lt;br /&gt;undoubtedly work very hard and probably &lt;br /&gt;accomplish much that no one but you recognize.&lt;br /&gt;If you finally played a complicated piano&lt;br /&gt;libretto all the way through or found an &lt;br /&gt;ingenious way to increase the family &lt;br /&gt;budget,tell yourself how wonderfully&lt;br /&gt;brilliant and accomplished you are. Bask in &lt;br /&gt;the glory of that moment. You deserve it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174688842578885502-1854672530881200693?l=www.momascrazyworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xR93V1f_PrH14t9E8xbEU9UHnbc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xR93V1f_PrH14t9E8xbEU9UHnbc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~4/dlNrc-qWSYA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/307855663283176483?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/307855663283176483?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~3/dlNrc-qWSYA/cultivate-hope.html" title="Cultivate hope" /><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="24" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aJ2sV1lgnH0/SFG_mTK1ZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FxarFf8edCQ/S220/Blue+Eyes.gif" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.momascrazyworld.com/2012/03/cultivate-hope.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UCQHc7cCp7ImA9WhVTGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174688842578885502.post-4261083946657772611</id><published>2012-03-05T09:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-03-05T09:27:41.908-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-03-05T09:27:41.908-06:00</app:edited><title>Welding</title><content type="html">In my home town there is not to many&lt;br /&gt;options regarding employment. My husband&lt;br /&gt;is looking to get into a different career&lt;br /&gt;field like welding. But from my understanding&lt;br /&gt;you have to have &lt;a href="http://www.bakersgas.com/"&gt;welding supplies&lt;/a&gt; of your&lt;br /&gt;own before getting hired with any company.&lt;br /&gt;That would be okay if we had that kind of &lt;br /&gt;money to spend on supplies for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174688842578885502-4261083946657772611?l=www.momascrazyworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7iVJWH3QQRBtor2MD_8dHrKo-L4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7iVJWH3QQRBtor2MD_8dHrKo-L4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~4/hCFAkqRvvCU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/4261083946657772611?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174688842578885502/posts/default/4261083946657772611?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MomasCrazyWorld/~3/hCFAkqRvvCU/welding.html" title="Welding" /><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="24" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aJ2sV1lgnH0/SFG_mTK1ZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FxarFf8edCQ/S220/Blue+Eyes.gif" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.momascrazyworld.com/2012/03/welding.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cMRnk-fyp7ImA9WhVTGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174688842578885502.post-2897124384462917266</id><published>2012-03-05T09:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-03-05T09:24:47.757-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-03-05T09:24:47.757-06:00</app:edited><title>Accounting</title><content type="html">I have a background in the medical field&lt;br /&gt;but lately I have been doing some research&lt;br /&gt;in possibly getting a background in the &lt;br /&gt;accounting world. I always tell my daughter&lt;br /&gt;to at least have two degrees so you have &lt;br /&gt;one to fall back on. While doing my research&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carsonthorncpa.com/"&gt;cpa raleigh nc&lt;/a&gt; have some really decent&lt;br /&gt;careers and salary is far better than where &lt;br /&gt;I live now. The possibilities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174688842578885502-2897124384462917266?l=www.momascrazyworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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