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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIDRX05eyp7ImA9WhRUGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331559166255890760</id><updated>2012-01-30T10:19:34.323-08:00</updated><category term="Me" /><category term="Giveaways" /><category term="FabulousSavings.ca" /><category term="Kids" /><category term="Cool stufff" /><category term="Award" /><category term="Family" /><category term="tribute" /><category term="Birthday" /><category term="Young and the Restless" /><category term="Ten Pound Challenge" /><category term="Cool stuff" /><category term="Simple life" /><category term="Cakes" /><category term="dieting" /><category term="Charity" /><category term="Coupons" /><category term="Halloween" /><category term="Shopping" /><category term="Cupcakes" /><category term="t-shirt tote" /><category term="Haiti" /><category term="Health" /><category term="Facebook" /><category term="Books" /><category term="Christmas Wreath" /><title>Screamin' Mama</title><subtitle type="html">When I was a little girl I used to dream about the little house with the white picket fence and the perfect family that would live happily ever after. Claire Huxtable and Wilma Flintstone made it all look so easy. It was a rude awakening when I realized that being a mother was the hardest, most trying job I would ever have. Sleepless nights, endless piles of laundry and dishes and out of control children were just so unexpected. Was it really the same for my mother?</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://screaminmama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://screaminmama.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/331559166255890760/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Screamin' Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05679341410031767715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MimNjA9DXfQ/SZD1QDJ37vI/AAAAAAAAAAM/AibwDvt605U/S220/Happymama2.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</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/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ScreaminMama" /><feedburner:info uri="screaminmama" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EHR3g-eSp7ImA9WxFRGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331559166255890760.post-1521408957298229074</id><published>2010-05-02T17:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T17:13:56.651-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-02T17:13:56.651-07:00</app:edited><title>Addicted?</title><content type="html">I've been living the life of a deprived addict for the past week. Sneaking out of the house for a quick fix...searching for a connection...feeling agitated and grumpy from withdrawl...what's wrong with me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...it's my internet connection...it was off-line for almost an entire week. The first couple of days were brutal. I couldn't stop thinking about it. I called my provider every chance I had to get an update. I literally didn't know what to do with myself. I was lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would leave the house after dinner and sit at the local Starbucks for a quick fix...or sit outside the library where there's free wifi. I felt guilty for leaving my family but I NEEDED to check my email and Facebook. I HAD to play my Facebook games of Scrabble. I couldn't let my friends down...could I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I actually found that by the end of the week I wasn't all consumed about my computer and in fact got quite alot of work done around the house. The house...inside and out...is starting to look neat and clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it sad? I'm not sure about everyone else but I realized how much my life revolved around my computer and the internet. I don't know if I will be able to change my habits...especially now that I've got it back online...but perhaps it wouldn't be such a bad idea to cut out one or two hours of internet and spend some quality time with the family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331559166255890760-1521408957298229074?l=screaminmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It's about 5 hours away and I'm so excited to have another weekend away without hubby and kids. It's such a nice break and when I come back I feel so refreshed...actually...not really...more likely I will be exhausted from all the shopping and eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually surprised that I received gifts from friends and family this year since we have done away with gift giving and just opt to eat our money away instead. I guess since it's such a momentous occasion they wanted to mark it with items that I might use as I stubble over that hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be a theme among the gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food is the first one. In addition to buying me dinners and lunches at my favourite restaurants I have also gotten a Martha Stewart Cupcakes book. I guess sweet tooth and weakness for pretty cupcakes is quite obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MimNjA9DXfQ/SkFCC-J8yaI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/9w9_qXzikV4/s1600-h/IMG_5973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350630451104762274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MimNjA9DXfQ/SkFCC-J8yaI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/9w9_qXzikV4/s320/IMG_5973.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AND I guess because of my love for eating they are also hinting that I am in need for excercise! I received a gift certificate to Lululemon, a very pricey chain catering to yoga wear. I'm a practical person so instead of clothing that might wear out or outgrow (hopefully not) I bought myself a pretty gym bag(I hope)...or more likely a travel bag. Love the pink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MimNjA9DXfQ/SkFB-1zknhI/AAAAAAAAAsI/hVV74vukTbw/s1600-h/IMG_5971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350630380143943186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MimNjA9DXfQ/SkFB-1zknhI/AAAAAAAAAsI/hVV74vukTbw/s320/IMG_5971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also got a Fitness Ball kit. Hopefully this will motivate me to excercise more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MimNjA9DXfQ/SkFB5NHAQFI/AAAAAAAAAsA/oT0HYZZQE1g/s1600-h/IMG_5975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350630283320246354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MimNjA9DXfQ/SkFB5NHAQFI/AAAAAAAAAsA/oT0HYZZQE1g/s320/IMG_5975.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm not doing so well with my "Ten Pound Challenge". Happy that I haven't gained weight but sad that I haven't lost any. Now that pool season has started I hope that all the swimming and physical work in the garden will help shed some much needed pounds. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/331559166255890760-1540284968985384418?l=screaminmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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