<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2026 06:42:40 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Boys&#39; Life</category><category>wtf</category><category>Counting my blessings</category><category>HRH</category><category>from the mouths of babes</category><category>random stuff</category><category>Family</category><category>In action</category><category>Wordless Wednesday</category><category>Gremlin</category><category>we interrupt this marriage</category><category>Attitudes</category><category>The Formative Years</category><category>navel gazing</category><category>For 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I’ve got to get this off my chest.&amp;nbsp; Shut up and worry about something
real.&amp;nbsp; All of us!&amp;nbsp; This morning, I read that JK Rowling has been accused of “cultural appropriation” following her recent made-up history of wizarding in the
Americas, incorporating Native American lore and myth.&amp;nbsp; That was followed up by a comment about the
reason General Leia didn’t hug Chewie when they </atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2016/03/a-nation-of-victims.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTUpYBcYO_DNiCNswAVNknDo701mSIoPDgbX3mi2UN_PJqV9GwumJS0M0_Io7rwJePM81XyoV1_gA5t8LO9bxq8IgkmR7XgFuKPCLH-K7MJ6F-7JhTvf7w-Vw9h2BRMgrE0y9nWr-7iNJQ/s72-c/La+Japonaisse.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-5880506976227002175</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Nov 2013 15:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-11-06T10:54:56.409-05:00</atom:updated><title>Wordless Wednesday</title><atom:summary type="text">

Rotten, feral kitties playing with everything they knocked off the dining room table.&amp;nbsp; They&#39;ll have been ours for two months, tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; Wonder when it&#39;s okay to pick them up.</atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2013/11/wordless-wednesday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnaPJjWk2R3nwhy4klNDA0MoBYsuppYwRhQ6tQbyR2kM7REyciq7Ffsm5GoDR266TB4fPj64zpNcRB8lN7n7YqKdAwUiW0Otdf2liqya-hjpK4Afe5okAXpCjiQ-krLRig0ltgcb9GDPvF/s72-c/Rotten+Kitties+11.06.13.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-825825002586118987</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Jun 2013 13:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-06-20T09:17:52.603-04:00</atom:updated><title>I&#39;m Back in the Saddle Again...</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;d guess that after a year and a half of no posts, you&#39;ve figured out that my blogging life has been completely subsumed by my Facebook life.

I have to say, I love Facebook.&amp;nbsp; It keeps me connected with friends I can&#39;t see as often as I&#39;d like and has reconnected me with friends from former lives.&amp;nbsp; But Facebook is for quips and arranging meet ups.&amp;nbsp; Blogs are for stories.&amp;nbsp; And</atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2013/06/im-back-in-saddle-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-7945343804655323281</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2011 04:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-27T23:06:39.310-05:00</atom:updated><title>God Bless Us, Every One</title><atom:summary type="text">I wanted to give each of you a little something as a thank you for 
everything you&#39;ve given me this year.  Well, it didn&#39;t arrive in time 
for Christmas.  We&#39;re all moms here, so I know you&#39;ll understand.For my friends, the someday moms:  May your eggs be viable and your uterus be hospitable.  Or may you find another way.For
 my friends, the gestating moms:  May the first and last trimesters go 
</atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2011/12/god-bless-us-every-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><thr:total>24</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-2296061622772866938</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Dec 2011 18:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-02T13:47:19.496-05:00</atom:updated><title>How the Letch Stole Christmas</title><atom:summary type="text">She couldn’t believe that she’d actually agreed to have a drink with him – and at his house no less!I really can&#39;t stay - Baby it&#39;s cold outsideI&#39;ve got to go away - Baby it&#39;s cold outsideShe’d given in to the holiday spirit and now, here she was in this terrible weather, looking for a way to escape.This evening has been - Been hoping that you&#39;d drop inSo very nice - I&#39;ll hold your hands, they&#39;re</atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-letch-stole-christmas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-8427373187809195465</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Nov 2011 14:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-18T09:58:24.693-05:00</atom:updated><title>How I Became a Mother - November 18, 2002</title><atom:summary type="text">
Sunday, November 17th, one month and one day before my due date, 
Andy, my BIL, and I were watching the Patriots play the Raiders on 
Sunday Night Football while I consumed my weight in guacamole and chips,
 feeling HRH doing aerobics in my abdomen. I went to bed somewhere 
around the 3rd quarter and the Braxton-Hicks continued.
Around 
1:00 am, I went to the bathroom and upon returning to our </atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-i-became-mother-november-18-2002.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizfw6YB69yuYpmqqjA7n17sq_JXaerkEK7bmWXurY1DOz4o-VkWUM_DiQ72Txc4iEnFq9Z0l8__QaNZ8A6dGmmnuDGHgPlZfA6crVZm_bZL6BVgrysCzBdvNkf8jbkhk6o22FGztzDb84c/s72-c/1st+picture.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-6630059728844238778</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2011 12:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-11T08:47:09.883-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">We&#39;re All In This Together</category><title>To Always Remember</title><atom:summary type="text">
My  first &quot;I remember where I was&quot; moment occurred when the Challenger  exploded. It was January 1986. A nor&#39;easter was  blowing into Massachusetts and my school closed early.

A bunch of us rented some movies and headed to  my friend, Joe&#39;s house.&amp;nbsp; My friend, Michele called her father to tell him  where she was. I can remember her saying, &#39;What?!&quot; and to us, &quot;the  shuttle exploded! Turn on</atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2011/09/to-always-remember.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7vSDoxRoFVcs5uJUwJM5Oj_ydz8lmWw_MUN1qFhjp65ZksiGhejWDYbG8O7Z8PwqXCpDyneET3mNxA28raUOGQXyMy784XWI9gKY0UfukxSTkZhc-Zu3ue4C86I84e_Iw2OM3iZNRetmd/s72-c/9_11.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-6256152089382697559</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2011 02:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-13T22:49:48.370-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Counting my blessings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">God</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Happiness for sale</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Unconditional Love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">We&#39;re All In This Together</category><title>Counting Our Blessings</title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;The Eagle Has Landed.&quot;
&quot;Our Long, National Nightmare is Over.&quot;
&quot;ANDY GOT A JOB!!&quot;
And it&#39;s good one!&amp;nbsp; Great company, great package, great opportunity, seven and a half miles from our house...basically...GREAT!

My cousin, who went through something similar, said she felt like God had picked them up by the scruff of their necks, and was shaking them saying &quot;Learn. Learn.&quot;

Since November </atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2011/07/counting-our-blessings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg-jFkb_kDlw0_kMRQJYo_ZnNeWgq9T0wb2MRYnJ1U6sGtc5RV_CRWmrt1DxB4XVuYcUMciGNYjvQPlk6GR3pN1fSWtMyg2-HHcHaEFlfCdzhNdQlyqVdU6EgEkkGhzGNf8KBk5gMjsytG/s72-c/The+Eagle+Has+Landed.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-3815573195808744930</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Jun 2011 01:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-28T21:59:16.226-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Boys&#39; Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Constant Cleaning</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ewww</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gremlin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Potty Humor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thank God he&#39;s so cute</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">TMI</category><title>Another One For The Gremlin Files</title><atom:summary type="text">While many things have occurred over the months that made me want to put pen to paper (fingers to keys?), this was the first that truly begged to be shared...

About a week ago, Andy followed Gremlin into the bathroom first thing in the morning and found a small puddle.&amp;nbsp; Upon discussion, Grem verified that he&#39;d waited too long and hadn&#39;t had enough time to get everything working in the right</atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2011/06/another-one-for-gremlin-files.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge4rRx6Pn6aUlhmkVogsLovgeF31QxxegQ4jy9Oi-EwBA_tpWv6YGMr7VcaF4JysJO0LiDKWXn_NLOpCIogJEdFzrQNU_aZpcLQ2u_DBKpWqKHUqw7NLQ9P_mV5D3MKHats_R3vqiOO69n/s72-c/targetpractice.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-8301038544827874108</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 May 2011 13:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-04T09:42:11.205-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gremlin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wordless Wednesday</category><title>Wordless Wednesday - How Do You Sleep at Night?</title><atom:summary type="text"></atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2011/05/wordless-wednesday-how-do-you-sleep-at.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl14QRGh9MUTyY4phyphenhyphen9Ey0TVbMYolcLBtspSDXhA1e9lVFnzQNNA0qig-0oQWNPaVTQ5N0urL39QHXGAYFFC8JmiviRNyzjQBXKX1x2BYEuh1QIvvZgTpIcX-76fjBBQ-oYJHRzhOz0aUM/s72-c/001.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-7680607129168659581</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Apr 2011 23:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-16T19:35:16.025-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Andy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Attitudes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">we interrupt this marriage</category><title>Okay, Maybe It&#39;s a Little True...</title><atom:summary type="text">The other day, I opened my laptop to find Andy&#39;s email open, with this goofy forward from his brother, Greg:When everybody on earth was dead and waiting to enter Paradise, God  appeared and said, &quot;I want the men to make two lines. One line for the  men who were true heads of their household, and the other line for the men who were dominated by their women. I want all the women to report to St. </atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2011/04/okay-maybe-its-little-true.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-8350373998789291957</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Mar 2011 19:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-30T15:58:44.361-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Advice</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">It&#39;s the Economy Stupid</category><title>The Threshold</title><atom:summary type="text">And as we celebrate the four month anniversary of Andy&#39;s last day of work, we reach another milestone: the exploration of job opportunities outside of Massachusetts.&amp;nbsp; Yes, folks; things really are that bad out there.&amp;nbsp; With this in mind, I&#39;d ask you all to fill out the following survey:

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The nearest metropolitan area within reasonable commuting</atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2011/03/threshold.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Ous1jw6exU5z7D7PR7XrcScQ3VfRchefuGBBI_xfIoSSFYBPx6RtZHOCrxUj9N_IgTKeZVMzpluSsnxcI8N6mtYlkQcZvPV5GwOW7A4OI47eH8F7iC5Bawnnwq4ViTmpNZpamgqPhRZA/s72-c/US+Map.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>16</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-5759610909878246633</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Feb 2011 15:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-13T10:53:27.008-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Constant Cleaning</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gremlin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Illnesses</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Potty Humor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">What To Really Expect</category><title>Wrap It in Bacon</title><atom:summary type="text">Remember that email that went around a few years ago about how to give a cat a pill?&amp;nbsp; It went on and on with steps including massage cat&#39;s throat, remove cat from drapery rod, then apply direct pressure to lacerations.&amp;nbsp; Then there was &quot;how to give a pill to a dog.&quot;&amp;nbsp; Answer: wrap it in bacon.&amp;nbsp; 

Gremlin has been experiencing some significant constipation issues for about the </atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/wrap-it-in-bacon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYcBNDOuUlIV2d2vcF2I50cTg7clJHkfxtyvQzeOu5Yq3CpKpqXb-0eeBkjfvIeWssY_5t6yYIrn-oNxXaC_TVVG6WS0f6CNFCwWVdxyujl63MVcycLJUjsCmVrwAGyILW-NIWpwCSVmxG/s72-c/cat+pill.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>19</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-3780270406651505320</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 21:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-03T16:38:00.975-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">2010</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Counting my blessings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Complaint Department</category><title>To Whom It May Concern - The &quot;Where Have You Been &#39;Young&#39; Lady?&quot; - Edition</title><atom:summary type="text">January -
Dear Funky Mammogram, what a great way to start off the year!&amp;nbsp; But thanks for being there for me. 

March -
Dear Needle Biopsy, you are not nearly as painful as your name would suggest.&amp;nbsp; I am so glad you turned out to be a negative guy.&amp;nbsp; Positive can be such a downer sometimes, y&#39;know?

April -
Dear Gremlin, we made it!&amp;nbsp; You&#39;re five years old.&amp;nbsp; I know it was </atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2011/02/to-whom-it-may-concern-where-have-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioMJvxtFeI91xLOQfpD22-ZmBY9KJajCmhC2aVixdzuM0v4VeBXjK-leUkR58RzZKayUP5K-8uejiz6HkwUT6TtvkY0I1QU7Hg35ZX76yH62D7FvGgFJCExxSmrwb0rxSTsW7CGQX9KotI/s72-c/calendar.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-8563040140547901173</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Jan 2011 19:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-27T17:36:32.654-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Personal Responsibility</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random Acts of Kindness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">We&#39;re All In This Together</category><title>Be Excellent To Each Other</title><atom:summary type="text">
Example 1: A week or so ago, I was in line to get gas at one of the only local places that pumps for you and is relatively cheap.&amp;nbsp; Based on these criteria, it&#39;s generally pretty crowded there.&amp;nbsp; I noticed a two-pumper where the car in front was pulling away.&amp;nbsp; I threaded my car between the car at the rear pump and one in the next aisle, pulled the lever to open my little gas door, </atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2011/01/be-excellent-to-each-other.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuB_OxHMbWbwiArpU6E0lUzeU48nnual_eKW-EkKK18U1wMxBlQ4n_ZH8o5lXlipdBlvwVvU-LU8aInJP1RBVg2X6HvHBgohbjEzpsWpHXIfdAOMKclnmylGGmju_JFlK1sQ9Ii4Nb3MXy/s72-c/Rufus.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-7103674492530675713</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Dec 2010 21:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-20T16:29:06.368-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christmas</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Drive By Blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">holidaze</category><title>Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas</title><atom:summary type="text">From Our Home to Yours</atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2010/12/have-yourself-merry-little-christmas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAiiP_4crUWnMSGHSUYP4rRQif7ptFLXmBl6zgP7mGpRPNXKzjXvDlfkCufkC1ie5hoEXhED0O_H78CmRs2qJSa9b0X4iyruZfTqwTZzSarX1it52sRB17JKFfw-AE4b79vsYLWg3TDD7A/s72-c/107.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-5077112211524852547</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Nov 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-08T20:44:16.505-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Idiosyncrasies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">IQ Deterioration</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wtf</category><title>How OCD Are You?</title><atom:summary type="text">1. Your child comes downstairs after a bath dressed in a Star Wars pajama top and Super Mario bottoms. You:
a.) Don&#39;t notice.
b.) Note that Dad selected the pjs and shrug.&amp;nbsp; They&#39;re ready for bed so it&#39;s still a win.
c.) Remind yourself to take the &#39;matching&#39; selections out of the rotation until the laundry catches up.
2. After placing your groceries in the back of your SUV, you note  that </atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-ocd-are-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp69J2WgaY4DQ0isD8Dfs9XO3_AKsE7FOu4tNbGcQpacqH22_sEKWJCpAZn7vomIMxNlrS4M6zYpl2PxUStHQGVnsdaJaxff1oi1C0_Xf2egdEuxdaT-q02CULqoLT4hLUUrL8dWs4c5jz/s72-c/OCD+Papers.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-5389460303606915149</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Nov 2010 21:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-04T17:18:50.960-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Patriotism</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">politics</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">We&#39;re All In This Together</category><title>Just So We&#39;re Clear</title><atom:summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;
If I hear &quot;what the American people want&quot; one more time, I&#39;m going to...insert hyperbole/expletive here

Just so we&#39;re clear, I thought I&#39;d let you know what this American wants:
I want my husband to have a job lined up when his expires at the end of this month.
I want our savings to be savings, not living expenses.
I want to be able to refinance our education loans to a reasonable </atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-so-were-clear.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihU94kRrhWOgw7BDjZpXUhCbTdlcUULjk8U22Ro6F9fmgVooBH4K3j88yeCnPU6Vy_MBfiTPef9U-LF1bFKtSX4T5eO8hvML8BOh0JRAU11kq79yNMU3_oFvFpKZBf702wdQzhUbOEJDnV/s72-c/Uncle+Sam1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-3276523246320856859</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Nov 2010 15:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-01T11:30:11.821-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">IQ Enhancement</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Patriotism</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">We&#39;re All In This Together</category><title>Here It Is, Your Moment of Zen...</title><atom:summary type="text">















This would be mine


The Problem


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(but not usually at the same time)
Photos compiled by The Huffington Post.&amp;nbsp; There are more than 400 more posted here.&amp;nbsp; Make sure to take a look.

Stay Sane, America!</atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2010/11/here-it-is-your-moment-of-zen.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQIN3laYPN6YEiUiWgeYnaI940YlgMb6mrkz2E0dP7Q8Ui8H99i5rjk9B4aGlu8d4eglNQX_M7C3vb_EqqMJOhy0QaZqmcSr544st3XEF0s0JAHDoHLh61EHJWkI-O9prWfEx4IIB96Z0c/s72-c/Uncle+Sam.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-6995211379432561479</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Oct 2010 20:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-27T16:28:05.129-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Becoming a Mom</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">We&#39;re All In This Together</category><title>Wonderful Words Wednesday</title><atom:summary type="text">

I still need to hear these things.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Everyday.</atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2010/10/wonderful-words-wednesday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-6799396089060228313</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Oct 2010 13:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-25T20:29:00.682-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Boys&#39; Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Drive By Blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">from the mouths of babes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Formative Years</category><title>Can&#39;t We Just Talk About Juan Williams Instead?</title><atom:summary type="text">
Scene: Driving to school this morning.&amp;nbsp; Radio inaudible.
Gremlin:&amp;nbsp; Mom, can you turn up the radio?

NPR&#39;s Madalit Del Barco: &quot;...lights up her glass Hello Kitty pipe filled with primo California weed.&quot;

Note: Mom is navigating a rush hour traffic Rotary in a standard shift car.&amp;nbsp; Can&#39;t...safely...reach...radio...

Gremlin:&amp;nbsp; California Wii?

HRH:&amp;nbsp; No, she said Hello Kitty </atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2010/10/cant-we-just-talk-about-juan-williams.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2ItqUUZ67TjFIWSF47V_CQzU9GnMo9fCbBjFMQwuQC75ae7E-bnEBwzlb242Ec3dKMgKdOYqTK3lyH6XIFAViCWm4TSqtCHlYzLpa7UINJPNDlRvgXRngi2lRBESEO5OSLYkvHRH6M__t/s72-c/hello+kitty.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-9151658974406957158</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Oct 2010 23:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-09T19:11:42.997-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Counting my blessings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Disney</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Everybody Sing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">from the mouths of babes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gremlin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kindergarten</category><title>Put On Your Sunday Clothes...</title><atom:summary type="text">Dear Gremlin,

I would like to make a date with you every day for the rest of your life to sit on the couch and snuggle and watch WALL-E.&amp;nbsp;

I know that you&#39;re a big boy now; you&#39;re in Kindergarten for goodness sakes!&amp;nbsp; Kindergarten! You sit at the kitchen table and do your homework along side your big brother. We talk a lot about letters and numbers and sounds and words.&amp;nbsp; You and </atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2010/10/put-on-your-sunday-clothes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg464SdqxIcUKbYME-YMPxC5ZlvQUF6Fz48SNf2B4L6e_kEnPmRF6gGGKOyIrnENazOyjC2Dpw5iGiPGePuaJIqX_yu2ec1bk_qdU_mLJaom4M0J9SWWLt8QNK5UwQIBNz9tmdw15Vsn9Ik/s72-c/walle+and+Eve+holding+hands.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-4924224335341942383</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Oct 2010 23:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-05T06:47:49.367-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">2nd Grade</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Advocacy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Boys&#39; Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HRH</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">SAHM</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">School Stuff</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Formative Years</category><title>Use Only As Required</title><atom:summary type="text">As Andy and I stood in Room 319 stalking waiting to speak with HRH&#39;s teacher, I had an epiphany; we didn&#39;t need to.&amp;nbsp; Curriculum Night had gone swimmingly.&amp;nbsp; Mrs. C. seemed great! HRH was happy in his new class, happy with the work he was being given, happy with his position as A Second Grader.&amp;nbsp; He started his second week of school by exclaiming, &quot;We get homework this week!&amp;nbsp; I </atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2010/10/use-only-as-needed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdraFC4OJjcj4sDUA2okBDORhf5pRXX3LELQquDFDz1G7d02i33QRS9jeEtvLuh0AeeFdcDbCg-3rnRIfzqB1CxW02FTT0i9HnXsryC2MXNRAZ8_uP1Zji8-pbMrYxQXTJ-rVBtXmIkrAv/s72-c/helicopter+mommy.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-3811931657546620191</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Oct 2010 13:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-01T12:34:16.054-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">2nd Grade</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">from the mouths of babes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HRH</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Potty Humor</category><title>My Son, The Rocket Scientist</title><atom:summary type="text">Scene:&amp;nbsp; Manic Mommy and HRH, reading a few chapters of &quot;Mrs. Roopy Is Loopy&quot; together before bed.


MM (reading aloud): &quot;If you want to make your friends laugh, all you have to do is stick your face in their face and say either &#39;bathroom&#39; or &#39;underwear.&#39; It works every time.&quot;

HRH:&amp;nbsp; Or Uranus...

MM: (Cough, laugh, sputter)&amp;nbsp; True...do you know why?

HRH: No...

MM (Brain screaming </atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-son-rocket-scientist.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU9RGzPxmdcRf4qBeRNsyhO1tjYx9P0n1S3k-aQKO8lAUvpYV54xZH5-TRS21sl_0WM7n9DsoZq-vlJs8xjJX2tm3E9dcm-HZOAJGnVXqUSHsOcvqx5iUgOGTAHFpv59FjdN2Wjqsmj3GJ/s72-c/Uranus.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419761357143311078.post-8176399102533307552</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Sep 2010 17:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-18T13:58:39.598-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christmas</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Consumerism</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">I shill nothing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">not acting my age</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Formative Years</category><title>This is Why We Own The Pancake Puff Pan</title><atom:summary type="text">Remember when we were kids? Remember life before ubiquitous computers and a laptop for every lap?&amp;nbsp; And remember life before eleventy-thousand cable channels all telling us what to buy? Remember before cross-marketing - before your toys appeared on cartoons, had their own website, and little substandard versions would appear in your Happy Meals? 

Remember when the Sears catalog would come </atom:summary><link>http://shesjustanothermanicmommy.blogspot.com/2010/09/this-is-why-we-own-pancake-puff-pan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Manic Mommy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCmbPOJJZjKWzYaFBS7lrnO9HLaJDAvC3ZqMGKFZ1SkiB3XmykBEA-92IYVZMnpQfazkQovupjKb49IMhYdC2ZAp-Alz5d_ImrMbv4UoHJyrlANENIYn3UI3fp6uFXc6NqbZyolU9ePc9T/s72-c/Sears+Catalog.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item></channel></rss>