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blahs</category><category>young love</category><title>Tapdancing on the Edge of Reason</title><description></description><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>230</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-7765261898431910054</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2015 02:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-03-30T22:33:48.686-04:00</atom:updated><title>A Change of Focus</title><atom:summary type="text">Hello Dear Reader!
It has been many a day since the Tapdancer has come to the old blog to visit. So much has changed in my life since I was here last - some wonderful some not so wonderful, but today I&#39;m here to show you what I&#39;ve been up to since I left the blogosphere and ventured forth into the &quot;Internets&quot;.

I took up painting again and joined a gallery - two big steps for me and I&#39;m so glad I</atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2015/03/a-change-of-focus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf8BTfov4Hb7PFTGIviQIyIXPVI3cv3kAn8GtYH3XuWTRpa9hOZaCTqudqTL5MWI59u8lHcile4DQZfqNIYQpiHo1QTC0eQ3qbuVrzDcisHAoVlxaNYRwlKbLAPu3t6nBYUGDAjV115dv5/s72-c/Galaxy+II.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-7025593657436015978</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 May 2012 14:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-15T11:27:45.945-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cooking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is good</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Vegetarian</category><title>Walnut and Spinach Quesadillas (as tweaked by moi)</title><atom:summary type="text">
Having a teenager who suddenly decides he wants to be a vegetarian is a challenge I hadn&#39;t anticipated. I confess: I feel a little betrayed that my home cooking isn&#39;t cutting it, but I know it has nothing really to do with me. Trying to develop Vegetarian dishes that wow - we tried out tofu the other night: marinated it with a host of savory flavors and then tried it seared and added to stir fry</atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2012/05/walnut-and-spinach-quesadillas-as.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-835413417554826454</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 May 2012 17:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-02T13:35:49.495-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">creativity</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is good</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is messy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is sad</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">painting</category><title>Hurry Up And Wait</title><atom:summary type="text">Okay, so no photos in here yet, as part of the&amp;nbsp;cataloging&amp;nbsp;process, but I have gone through my fairly sizable collection of paintings to see what I already have, and what is (in my opinion) suitable for showing to the public. Example: Brown-skinned woman in the Temple of Bast painting who still has no nipples - not suitable. Cher with a snake in her hair - suitable. Tree series - </atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2012/05/hurry-up-and-wait.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-2276163487839240049</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2012 17:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-24T13:58:47.661-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">all about ME</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">creativity</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is messy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">painting</category><title>Shhhh! No Sudden Moves</title><atom:summary type="text">Just pretend I&#39;m not here, bumping around in the dark, trying to find my words that I stuffed under a sofa cushion, how many months ago??? Dammit, where did I put them??

I have been painting more, since I stopped blogging, so I haven&#39;t been totally mind-sucked into Facebook, and if all goes well, I am hoping to be in the planning stages of a bonafide show very soon. I&#39;ve never really done a show</atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2012/04/shhhh-no-sudden-moves.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-3587871077967768688</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2011 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-28T13:12:56.335-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cooking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Is it Fall yet?</category><title>Patience My Ass - I Need A Cold Front! (Recipe Included)</title><atom:summary type="text">Where the hell is Fall? It&#39;s September 28th and the humidity is still omnipresent, the temperature at night is still around 70, and dammit, that shit has to go! Sure, sure, further north they get winter earlier and spring later, but right now they aren&#39;t sphitzing whilst trying to drink a cup of coffee, or having to crank the air conditioner to enjoy a bowl of butternut squash soup. Right now, </atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2011/09/patience-my-ass-i-need-cold-front.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-278857580286770956</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2011 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-15T14:00:03.133-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">all about ME</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fuck off it&#39;s MY LIFE</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">look at my eyes does it look like I give a damn?</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the world according to ME</category><title>Mission Statement For ME</title><atom:summary type="text">It has been a dark vista for some time, here at the Edge of Reason. The mental weather has been overcast and drizzly for far too long and frankly, my feet are webbing from prolonged exposure to mud puddles of deepest despair. 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And guilty. And waffling. In the end she decided to go, and she wound up having a great time and met some new people. 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That the dark twisty whirlpool held off until February, rather than kicking in straight after the holidays is pretty great, and partially due to the wonderful trip I took up to Asheville, NC with Bea and Ms. Q. We looked at a lot of art in a lot of galleries while we were there, and I found myself asking what was holding me back. I decided that I tend to take on a </atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2011/03/serial-painter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDAW2zJ3igZ_QvdwGaaF4WvPEELucZDFWX0q2MN4hXOJ10_w9TvYuZrk-OGtW7yGLpywpt9bR-ZETq9pEzErWtI-o9ImznWEvrQGUNJfMnvFM4Jxcx_mAA5DLV6AtG6saxqcWGa2_df45u/s72-c/Tree+Silhouettes.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-4260483243223730729</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Mar 2011 17:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-02T12:57:47.699-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">depression</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">I don&#39;t think I need to talk to you dildoes any longer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life sucks</category><title>Note to Myself</title><atom:summary type="text">The dark clouds have descended again, obscuring my ability to navigate the chummy waters of my life. I try to keep my despair at bay, thinking of how my depression impacts my children, trying to maintain an atmosphere of normalcy for their sake, but today, I find I cannot care enough about anyone or anything to resist the allure of the darkness. I considered calling my husband at work, to tell </atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2011/03/note-to-myself.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-4851712613460853241</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Dec 2010 18:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-08T22:59:30.195-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">holiday stress</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is sad</category><title></title><atom:summary type="text">It&#39;s four days until Christmas. 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The house is (more or less)</atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-four-days-until-christmas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2Sq8VPvexWmF533-hONHupg6hvYlEAhMNoOs1bWPf9Q9P5RpXJ2hgn33q338JgB69tz2fVo7hdezxC39r6DOI2ZwFnAX-n0xuUelpU4Y5kbnNejDSbAY2liXE9zVkaj75r6tqsB03jJhk/s72-c/DSCF0111.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-17712855043524589</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Oct 2010 17:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-26T13:48:53.659-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family dynamics</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">father</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food cravings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is good</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">road trip</category><title>Trip Rehash (A little Optimism Goes a Long Way)</title><atom:summary type="text">Alright, I admit it - it wasn&#39;t a bad trip. It was actually a really great trip, and being somewhere else had the effect of removing a ton of bricks from my chest, even if only temporarily.  Here in the Cackalackies summer is still hanging on with a sticky vengeance, but Autumn was in full swing as we headed up through West Virginia and Pennsylvania to Western New York, and the shore of Lake Erie</atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2010/10/trip-rehash-little-optimism-goes-long.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPIxAZPqiDRHWxgBq6ByBO_WAgpeQEwtTLUzEzQaWuMbXzIEGiNhrYDI3-o7ZlNkYI7x7w2ELIWYJ7ruadTV9sDuCVesErEX5YHFNO2qekPDg35HYfcYCfzUCw1SBtpSFwSRMNRTUWiISR/s72-c/WV+Route+19.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-3168122509680813590</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Oct 2010 16:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-12T15:30:21.465-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">depression</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family dynamics</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food cravings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is sad</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life sucks</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mrs. Puff</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">people suck</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">road trip</category><title>Kinda Eyore-ish</title><atom:summary type="text">Okay so you&#39;re not in my head (and wouldn&#39;t a therapist love to scrutinize that!) so you wouldn&#39;t know that the reason I haven&#39;t been writing is pure depression. I did feel like I was getting kind of hackneyed in the blogosphere, but that was just the tip of the iceberg that I slid off into the arctic sea of Fuckitall.The kids are both in middle school now, so I have my mornings to myself again, </atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2010/10/kinda-eyore-ish.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-2025456947944124605</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Apr 2010 17:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-26T13:06:37.127-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cats</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">death</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">depression</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is sad</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mrs. Puff</category><title>Demise</title><atom:summary type="text">After watching and waiting for some sort of improvement for most of last week, the inevitable has occurred. Puffin Anne, aka Mrs. Puff, has passed into the shadows and drawn a pall over the hearts of those who loved her. Rest in peace, sweet Puff.</atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2010/04/after-watching-and-waiting-for-some.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiesQfuT9zuU3a2cvjVW3-xSmuNXX_Sc0oa1Bj2ooJ2ySLv5kmy7QWEFVBUgn0OBXW_MsJ7Dys_H2wvpYtfY_DgUOvR8wvksI6Zvn4YXMZqp_rS3y_zpagPSEI_zd8qxR4_aQ8DjAutec6c/s72-c/DSCF6196.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-2619104311994057382</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Apr 2010 02:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-22T22:20:27.998-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cats</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">I love Doc</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is messy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life sucks</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mrs. Puff</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">veterinarians</category><title>Day Three of My Karmic Payback</title><atom:summary type="text">Thank you all for your support yesterday - I was really in a bad place and it helped to know you were holding my virtual hand.Puff came home from the local vet yesterday, with a saline IV and a couple of cans of AD (high calorie wet food). We found the kids&#39;old playpen and set it up in the living room for her, to keep her contained and safe, especially when we&#39;re not with her. She had a brief </atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-three-of-my-karmic-payback.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-3804959438314033810</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Apr 2010 18:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-21T14:53:43.413-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cats</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">death</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">depression</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">letting go</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is messy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is sad</category><title>And Now We Wait</title><atom:summary type="text">I saw Puff lying in the grass yesterday, when I came out of the house to go to the gym. Something about the way she was lying there, curled up next to the driveway, made me stop and take a look. She had a lot of debris in her fur, which granted, it is springtime and there is a lot of pollen on the ground, but it seemed like more than usual. I rolled her over to look at her face, and stroke her </atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-now-we-wait.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDJW4JD9pRj-22j8fY5wNTx-HuNkIS7or19kfIsOIkdyasPwVoG96jVX03o-139FSIfZ40MGxEOs6kDCA3aoenoemLYcMRbWsdz1Rh_YwUlXakvVzh7GZqICWz_Md-nOXYe_gucM9C3W1D/s72-c/DSCF6540.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-4905313001383055959</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Mar 2010 02:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-30T22:52:54.801-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bea</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">being bad feels pretty good</category><title>Just Another Reason Why I Love Bea</title><atom:summary type="text">Because she comes up with gems like this:SNARKYJust Say It.The last one was:    SHARTINGTaste the Rainbow.She does have a way with words!</atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-another-reason-why-i-love-bea.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-3020930034887650332</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Mar 2010 16:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-19T12:55:17.829-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">death</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is messy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is sad</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">my mother</category><title>Neurotic Fears and Growing Pains</title><atom:summary type="text">It&#39;s been an interesting week.Last week, my mother had a mild heart attack. This week, today in fact, she went into the hospital for a catharization (Sp?) diagnostic and they found an area in her heart that had 80% blockage. They&#39;re putting a stent (and the Blogger software is again having issues with my spelling!) in and she should be feeling pert in no time, but wow...It would seem the halcyon </atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2010/03/neurotic-fears-and-growing-pains.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-7662431843089371609</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 14:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-11T10:02:27.811-05:00</atom:updated><title>Wow, Ramble Much?</title><atom:summary type="text">Well, could yesterday&#39;s post have rambled much more, or had more redundancy of word choices? Creak and groan, I am so very rusty at this!Okay, so here is my edict to myself, concerning blogging, Facebooking, and general productivity elsewhere:&quot;Young lady, you are NOT allowed to log into Facebook more than twice a day, and ONLY after you have done your household chores, and written or drawn </atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2010/03/wow-ramble-much.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-1739413576514682533</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Mar 2010 16:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-10T11:15:25.540-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">all about ME</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">crazy shit</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">creativity</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Facebook is the Devil</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writing</category><title>Groundhog Syndrome?</title><atom:summary type="text">Is it Spring yet? Can I come out of the hole I&#39;ve been hunkering down in for the last quarter of a year, consuming mass amounts of carbohydrates?I&#39;ve been having this internal conversation lately, about whether I should continue to blog or not. It certainly is more creative than playing Vampire Wars in Facebook, but let&#39;s not poke that bear quite yet. I kind of felt that I was becoming stale in </atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2010/03/groundhog-syndrome.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-369501038495489934</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 17:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-06T12:30:05.484-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">all about ME</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">computer game addict</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is bizarre</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">WTF</category><title>Didn&#39;t the Tapdancer Look Good, Last Time We Saw  Her?</title><atom:summary type="text">Hello, my name is Tapdancer and I am a Facebook junkie.I know - I was just in here, a few months back, touting my oh-so-virtuous offline time, and now I&#39;m addicted again, and it&#39;s not even remotely intelligent, the time I spend. I could make the excuse that January is a month of hibernation, so where&#39;s the harm, etc, but um, what about the three months before now?I&#39;m telling myself that when I </atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2010/01/didnt-tapdancer-look-good-last-time-we.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-1992319809319486303</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 16:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-18T20:17:27.606-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">all about ME</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cats</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">David Sedaris</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is good</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is messy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">veterinarians</category><title>Oh Girl, It&#39;s Been One Of THOSE Weeks!</title><atom:summary type="text">Hi, it&#39;s me, your slack-assed blog-buddy.So, Soap Opera Update: the big birthday party went off beautifully; the birthday girl had a fabulous time being fussed over and sung to by (possibly) the loudest gang of miscreants assembled. I did NOT go gently into that liquid state I was dreaming of; there was too much to do, and I wanted it all to go smoothly. So no drunk hostess, which is probably for</atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-girl-its-been-one-of-those-weeks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-91509827496560460</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 13:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T09:55:50.610-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">all about ME</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is messy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">marriage</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">my sister</category><title>Procrastination - It&#39;s not just for breakfast anymore</title><atom:summary type="text">Two weeks until the big party at my house - the one for my mom&#39;s 70th birthday. Oh hell yes, it&#39;s total mayhem, so what else is new? But at least no one has the swine flu (currently) (knock on wood). also, nothing like having a two week deadline to get that damn kitchen painted! It&#39;s actually kind of peaceful painting - it&#39;s something I can control, unlike all the douchebags (did I say that </atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2009/10/procrastination-its-not-just-for.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7495152387577965107.post-5529039908995023242</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2009 17:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-08T19:15:41.527-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">call me k</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">can you get a good deal on parent trade-ins</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">crazy shit</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dishing dirt</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life is messy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">OMFG update</category><title>My Lips Are Sealed, Dammit</title><atom:summary type="text">The problem with blogs is that they&#39;re open to the world, so I can&#39;t lean over and whisper the latest dirt to you, dear reader, because the dirt-ee might be tuning in.Dammit.Because there is so much shite going on all around me right now, and I would love to spill, but I might just get my somewhat diminished and toned, but still bulbous ass into trouble. So I can&#39;t. I have to just sit here, </atom:summary><link>http://tapdancingontheedgeofreason.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-lips-are-sealed-dammit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (we_be_toys)</author><thr:total>10</thr:total></item></channel></rss>