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Valentine's day was yesterday and my hubby completely got me by surprise. &amp;nbsp;I subscribe to &lt;a href="http://www.venus.com/default.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;Venus&lt;/a&gt; catalog and every month it comes in, I dog-ear my favorite items and keep it moving. &amp;nbsp;Well, well, well...imagine my surprise when I opened my V-Day gift to find the dress and jumpsuit pictured below (I know that jumpsuit is fierce!!)&lt;/div&gt;
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Now I'm sure some of you may be wondering why this is such a huge deal, let me break it down for you:&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;This is the first time Hubby's bought my outdoor wear!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
Y'all get it now?&lt;br /&gt;
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We've been together 8 years, and about to be married for 7, and this is the first time he's bought me clothes that can be worn outside!&lt;br /&gt;
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Fellas, if you don't know, you betta ask somebody, and ladies same to you!&lt;br /&gt;
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I can't wait to rock both outfits and I have the perfect heels for both!&lt;br /&gt;
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Great job Hubby!! &amp;nbsp;I love you!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.venus.com/viewproduct.aspx?BRANCH=7~183~&amp;amp;ProductDisplayID=13170&amp;amp;dept=Venus+ClothingJumpsuits&amp;amp;prod=jumpsuit" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T9s308gYutw/TzxJ27M25PI/AAAAAAAAA68/emkuu656unY/s400/Z1140-BK_Z0387-BK.1.jpeg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I call this one my "Sexy Ninja" jumpsuit!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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The site: &lt;a href="http://www.naturalgirlsunited.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Natural Girls United&lt;/a&gt; has a tab dedicated to &lt;a href="http://www.naturalgirlsunited.com/natural-hair-dolls.html" target="_blank"&gt;Natural Hair Dolls&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I must say that I'm loving the majority of them. &amp;nbsp;However, some of the children that they created for Barbie to have...well, I don't find them to be very flattering. &amp;nbsp;But that's just me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Here are my two favorite from the site:&lt;br /&gt;
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What are your thoughts on these dolls?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5972090868253174584-7570046305575763098?l=chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com/2012/02/natural-hair-dolls.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chocolate Mom aka Blupoetres)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d0C5n9Is_vM/TzBz30Y5yII/AAAAAAAAA6s/u0pVGOWNk1o/s72-c/327421.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5972090868253174584.post-4538818769468312799</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 02:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-05T21:54:45.738-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">commercials</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Super Bowl</category><title>What Was Your Favorite Super Bowl Commercial?</title><description>Top 3:&lt;br /&gt;
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2. You Ain't Seen Nuthin&lt;br /&gt;
1. E*Trade&lt;br /&gt;
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...however, when that sucker is growing in: &amp;nbsp;EESH!! &lt;br /&gt;
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I've been begging him for some time to just do the goatee and clean shave the rest but he doesn't want to have to worry or deal with razor bumps, but...&lt;br /&gt;
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...surprise, surprise! &amp;nbsp;He came home today with the thinnest beard outline and the smoothest cheeks I've ever felt on him!! &amp;nbsp;Yummy!! &amp;nbsp;To say that I was enamored by my husband's handsome clean face would be an understatement!&lt;br /&gt;
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What say you: beard, goatee, mustache, or completely clean shaven? &amp;nbsp;Curious to see what you ladies out there are thinking.&lt;br /&gt;
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Don't let a sistuh down, comment please.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am ecstatic this morning! Why? Well... After over three years of writing and keeping this blog, my darling husband finally commented!&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't know how many of you that write blogs have the support of your spouses or significant others, and by support I mean: read, follow, and comment. &lt;br /&gt;
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I am so happy to wake up this morning to see that my husband not only commented on one post but on two!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Isn't it the little things that mean so much? These are my thoughts and questions and rants, and now to know that he is reading them, I feel more support and love. Especially since some of my posts deal with my appearance. &lt;br /&gt;
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Going natural was a big change and to know that he still thinks I'm beautiful is huge!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Thank you honey for supporting me, loving me, and for realizing how important my wee little blog is. &lt;br /&gt;
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I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5972090868253174584-1715639939142559167?l=chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com/2012/01/he-finally-replied.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chocolate Mom aka Blupoetres)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5972090868253174584.post-5496026331101111099</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jan 2012 01:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-19T20:54:27.960-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Curl Out</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Natural hair</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Afro</category><title>Naturally Beautiful OR Just Too Much Hair?</title><description>Thoughts please. I can't tell if this is hot or a hot mess. &lt;br /&gt;
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What do you think? Be honest. Don't have me walking in the street with people whispering, "Dang, why didn't somebody tell her to tame that nest!". &lt;br /&gt;
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Ok?&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-OmiWVoNNODw/TxjJR2WdPPI/AAAAAAAAA5k/jHz_4aw5NT0/s640/blogger-image-1055698774.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-OmiWVoNNODw/TxjJR2WdPPI/AAAAAAAAA5k/jHz_4aw5NT0/s640/blogger-image-1055698774.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-nUo1CVp2ucw/TxjJTXeUsMI/AAAAAAAAA5s/6ewXkATSB_A/s640/blogger-image--330002544.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-nUo1CVp2ucw/TxjJTXeUsMI/AAAAAAAAA5s/6ewXkATSB_A/s640/blogger-image--330002544.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6xrHC2RRn_c/TxjJUim3VOI/AAAAAAAAA50/JHr8RaeX2H0/s640/blogger-image--2088163501.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6xrHC2RRn_c/TxjJUim3VOI/AAAAAAAAA50/JHr8RaeX2H0/s640/blogger-image--2088163501.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5972090868253174584-5496026331101111099?l=chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com/2012/01/naturally-beautiful-or-just-too-much.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chocolate Mom aka Blupoetres)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-OmiWVoNNODw/TxjJR2WdPPI/AAAAAAAAA5k/jHz_4aw5NT0/s72-c/blogger-image-1055698774.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5972090868253174584.post-3685463155739392825</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2012 01:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-18T20:29:48.826-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">disagreements</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">arguments</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">relationships</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">marriage</category><title>Say Uncle!</title><description>When you and your spouse/mate have an argument, who typically initiates the makeup process? &lt;br /&gt;
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Is it always one person? &lt;br /&gt;
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Does it vary based on the argument? &lt;br /&gt;
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Are apologies necessary for every instance?&lt;br /&gt;
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Thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5972090868253174584-3685463155739392825?l=chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com/2012/01/say-uncle.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chocolate Mom aka Blupoetres)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5972090868253174584.post-5731288993659568954</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2012 18:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-16T13:43:45.990-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sorors</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Inc.</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Founder's Day</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Zeta Phi Beta Sorority</category><title>Happy 92nd Founder's Day to All of My Blutiful Sorors of Zeta Phi Beta Sorority, Inc.!!!</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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It's so full and fluffy!!!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pHQKlEa687s/TxH3eE6ET2I/AAAAAAAAA40/_pxYrb7pBVg/s640/blogger-image--1692173169.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pHQKlEa687s/TxH3eE6ET2I/AAAAAAAAA40/_pxYrb7pBVg/s640/blogger-image--1692173169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ETe4KhWaELE/TxH3fpPlAiI/AAAAAAAAA48/3lVmuvm5qBI/s640/blogger-image-2126033614.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ETe4KhWaELE/TxH3fpPlAiI/AAAAAAAAA48/3lVmuvm5qBI/s640/blogger-image-2126033614.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-J2JeiQl4Gf8/TxH3g4_NuzI/AAAAAAAAA5E/ubFxN2zPDps/s640/blogger-image--1120336146.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-J2JeiQl4Gf8/TxH3g4_NuzI/AAAAAAAAA5E/ubFxN2zPDps/s640/blogger-image--1120336146.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5972090868253174584-4450580398921721294?l=chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-kiddie-party-pompom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chocolate Mom aka Blupoetres)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pHQKlEa687s/TxH3eE6ET2I/AAAAAAAAA40/_pxYrb7pBVg/s72-c/blogger-image--1692173169.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5972090868253174584.post-6277157176007564100</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2012 17:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-13T19:57:17.948-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life lessons</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Men Crying</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">teenage romance</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">relationships</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">high school dating</category><title>Real Men Aren't Afraid of Crying</title><description>If you don't know by now, one of my major passions is the written word. My love for it is so deep that I teach a senior Creative Writing class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Thursday my students have to perform a piece that they have written. Well...this week one of my boys (we'll call him "L") in my program took his open mic to a whole other level! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate their one year anniversary, "L" wrote a poem for his girlfriend, asked me to write her a pass to come hear it, and in the presence of his entire male peer class "L" professed his undying love for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait! I'm not done. Towards the end "L" gets so overcome with emotion that he begins to openly weep as he finishes his poem.  When he's finished they are both crying and embracing while the class is quietly applauding and my manly little men tried not to show how close they all got to crying too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While all of my boys know that I don't condone relationships so close to graduation, I was so proud of "L" for 1) not being afraid to show his girl how much she means to him and 2)for showing all the other boys that it takes a real man to share his tears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love when I get to see some of my speeches, lessons, and "mothering" come to life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will I do when they graduate? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5972090868253174584-6277157176007564100?l=chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com/2012/01/real-men-aren-afraid-of-crying.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chocolate Mom aka Blupoetres)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5972090868253174584.post-8480161746329644733</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2012 02:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-12T22:08:58.887-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fasting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">praise</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">prayer</category><title>Ready For My Miracle!</title><description>God is so good...all the time! I'm claiming my victory in 2012. &lt;br /&gt;
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Are you ready for yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5972090868253174584-8480161746329644733?l=chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-ready-for-my-miracle.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chocolate Mom aka Blupoetres)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5972090868253174584.post-8147968140704897545</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jan 2012 00:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-10T19:50:52.466-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Google Dynamic Views</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger backgrounds</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">followers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">subscribing to a blogger page</category><title>Followers, Followers, Wherefore Art Thou Followers?!</title><description>It seems that in my overanxious joy about Google's Dynamic Views (Bloggers know what I'm talking about), I didn't realize that all of my Links, Pages, Tickers, etc. were not being displayed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alas, I'm back you using a more traditional view of my page because I firmly believe that's the reason why I haven't had any new followers...right?&lt;br /&gt;
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Right?&lt;br /&gt;
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Anywho, if you've been enjoying my page, please become a follower and subscribe to my page. &amp;nbsp;I guarantee you won't be sorry.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sad state of affairs, I know. &amp;nbsp;Shameless. &amp;nbsp;Just shameless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5972090868253174584-8147968140704897545?l=chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com/2012/01/followers-followers-wherefore-art-thou.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chocolate Mom aka Blupoetres)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5972090868253174584.post-5273900583591594730</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jan 2012 04:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-09T23:14:19.516-05:00</atom:updated><title>Back to The Gym I Go...</title><description>Fat beware there's a new sheriff in town, and she's taking no prisoners!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Burn calories, burn!&lt;br /&gt;
Tone muscles, tone!&lt;br /&gt;
Die fat, die!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Praying for a sleek, fit, and healthy body! Now and forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5972090868253174584-5273900583591594730?l=chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com/2012/01/back-to-gym-i-go.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chocolate Mom aka Blupoetres)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5972090868253174584.post-3229467545869449830</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Jan 2012 22:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-08T17:14:10.224-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">potty training</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">3 year old</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Toddler</category><title>Linky On Using The "Big Boy Potty"...</title><description>For 2012, I'm not buying any more pull-ups! &amp;nbsp;Link has been peeing standing up since Christmas break, and no longer wants to use his potty. &amp;nbsp;We also have the toddler potty seat that goes over the regular toilet, he also does not want to use that. &lt;br /&gt;
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He says, "I'm a big boy and big boys use big things!"&lt;br /&gt;
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Then this weekend when getting ready to make a #2, he squealed, "My bambam doesn't like this big boy potty because it makes my bambam cold!"&lt;br /&gt;
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When I asked him, "Well, Link now that you're using the big boy potty, it will be cold most of the time, what are you going to do?"&lt;br /&gt;
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With a huge kool-aid smile, he said, "Don't worry about mom, I will just warm my bambam!"&lt;br /&gt;
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And with that he stood up and proceeded to rub his little butt for about a minute, proudly proclaimed, "It's warm now, so I can go ahead and finish what I started!"&lt;br /&gt;
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You can't make these things up!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5972090868253174584-3229467545869449830?l=chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com/2012/01/linky-on-using-big-boy-potty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chocolate Mom aka Blupoetres)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5972090868253174584.post-6348557178798615295</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jan 2012 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-10T18:53:35.331-05:00</atom:updated><title>Stop It!!</title><description>&lt;i&gt;***Thanks to my bestie, Michelle for this:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="ecxyiv1417537693ecxyiv1651334077ecxyiv247566765meta-prep" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Posted on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://createyourgreatlife.wordpress.com/2011/12/16/30-things-to-stop-doing-to-yourself/" style="color: blue; cursor: pointer; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 24px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank" title="4:53 pm"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxyiv1417537693ecxyiv1651334077ecxyiv247566765entry-date" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;December 16, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="ecxyiv1417537693ecxyiv1651334077ecxyiv247566765meta-sep" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ecxyiv1417537693ecxyiv1651334077ecxyiv247566765comments-link" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Article written by Marc at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.marcandangel.com/2011/12/11/30-things-to-stop-doing-to-yourself/" style="color: blue; cursor: pointer; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 24px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxyiv1417537693ecxyiv1651334077ecxyshortcuts" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;Marcandangel.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;When you stop chasing the wrong things you give the right things a chance to catch you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;As Maria Robinson once said, “Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.” Nothing could be closer to the truth. But before you can begin this process of transformation you have to stop doing the things that have been holding you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop spending time with the wrong people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– Life is too short to spend time with people who suck the happiness out of you. If someone wants you in their life, they’ll make room for you. You shouldn’t have to fight for a spot. Never, ever insist yourself to someone who continuously overlooks your worth. And remember, it’s not the people that stand by your side when you’re at your best, but the ones who stand beside you when you’re at your worst that are your true friends.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop running from your problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– Face them head on. No, it won’t be easy. There is no person in the world capable of flawlessly handling every punch thrown at them. We aren’t supposed to be able to instantly solve problems. That’s not how we’re made. In fact, we’re made to get upset, sad, hurt, stumble and fall. Because that’s the whole purpose of living – to face problems, learn, adapt, and solve them over the course of time. This is what ultimately molds us into the person we become.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop lying to yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;– You can lie to anyone else in the world, but you can’t lie to yourself. Our lives improve only when we take chances, and the first and most difficult chance we can take is to be honest with ourselves. Read The Road Less Traveled .&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop putting your own needs on the back burner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too. Yes, help others; but help yourself too. If there was ever a moment to follow your passion and do something that matters to you, that moment is now.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop trying to be someone you’re not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– One of the greatest challenges in life is being yourself in a world that’s trying to make you likeeveryone else. Someone will always be prettier, someone will always be smarter, someone will always be younger, but they will never be you. Don’t change so people will like you. Be yourself and the right people will love the real you.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop trying to hold onto the past.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;–&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You can’t start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading your last one.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop being scared to make a mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– Doing something and getting it wrong is at least ten times more productive than doing nothing. Every success has a trail of failures behind it, and every failure is leading towards success. You end up regretting the things you did NOT do far more than the things you did.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop berating yourself for old mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– We may love the wrong person and cry about the wrong things, but no matter how things go wrong, one thing is for sure, mistakes help us find the person and things that are right for us. We all make mistakes, have struggles, and even regret things in our past. But you are not your mistakes, you are not your struggles, and you are here NOW with the power to shape your day and your future. Every single thing that has ever happened in your life is preparing you for a moment that is yet to come.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;9.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop trying to buy happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– Many of the things we desire are expensive. But the truth is, the things that really satisfy us are totally free – love, laughter and working on our passions.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;10.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop exclusively looking to others for happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– If you’re not happy with who you are on the inside, you won’t be happy in a long-term relationship with anyone else either. You have to create stability in your own life first before you can share it with someone else. Read Stumbling on Happiness .&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;11.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop being idle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;. –;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Don’t think too much or you’ll create a problem that wasn’t even there in the first place. Evaluate situations and take decisive action. You cannot change what you refuse to confront. Making progress involves risk. Period! You can’t make it to second base with your foot on first.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;12.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop thinking you’re not ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;– Nobody ever feels 100% ready when an opportunity arises. Because most great opportunities in life force us to grow beyond our comfort zones, which means we won’t feel totally comfortable at first.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;13.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop getting involved in relationships for the wrong reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– Relationships must be chosen wisely. It’s better to be alone than to be in bad company. There’s no need to rush. If something is meant to be, it will happen – in the right time, with the right person, and for the best reason. Fall in love when you’re ready, not when you’re lonely.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;14.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop rejecting new relationships just because old ones didn’t work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– In life you’ll realize that there is a purpose for everyone you meet. Some will test you, some will use you and some will teach you. But most importantly, some will bring out the best in you.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;15.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop trying to compete against everyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– Don’t worry about what others doing better than you. Concentrate on beating your own records every day. Success is a battle between YOU and YOURSELF only.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;16.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop being jealous of others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;. –;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jealousy is the art of counting someone else’s blessings instead of your own. Ask yourself this: “What’s something I have that everyone wants?”;&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;17.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop complaining and feeling sorry for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– Life’s curveballs are thrown for a reason – to shift your path in a direction that is meant for you. You may not see or understand everything the moment it happens, and it may be tough. But reflect back on those negative curveballs thrown at you in the past. You’ll often see that eventually they led you to a better place, person, state of mind, or situation. So smile! Let everyone know that today you are a lot stronger than you were yesterday, and you will be.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;18.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop holding grudges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– Don’t live your life with hate in your heart. You will end up hurting yourself more than the people you hate. Forgiveness is not saying, “What you did to me is okay.” It is saying, “I’m not going to let what you did to me ruin my happiness forever.” Forgiveness is the answer… let go, find peace, liberate yourself! And remember, forgiveness is not just for other people, it’s for you too. If you must, forgive yourself, move on and try to do better next time.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;19.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop letting others bring you down to their level&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– Refuse to lower your standards to accommodate those who refuse to raise theirs.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;20.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop wasting time explaining yourself to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– Your friends don’t need it and your enemies won’t believe it anyway. Just do what you know in your heart is right.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;21.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop doing the same things over and over without taking a break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– The time to take a deep breath is when you don’t have time for it. If you keep doing what you’re doing, you’ll keep getting what you’re getting. Sometimes you need to distance yourself to see things clearly.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;22.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop overlooking the beauty of small moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– Enjoy the little things, because one day you may look back and discover they were the big things. The best portion of your life will be the small, nameless moments you spend smiling with someone who matters to you.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;23.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop trying to make things perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– The real world doesn’t reward perfectionists, it rewards people who get things done. Read Getting Things Done .&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;24.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop following the path of least resistance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– Life is not easy, especially when you plan on achieving something worthwhile. Don’t take the easy way out. Do something extraordinary.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;25.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop acting like everything is fine if it isn’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– It’s okay to fall apart for a little while. You don’t always have to pretend to be strong, and there is no need to constantly prove that everything is going well. You shouldn’t be concerned with what other people are thinking either – cry if you need to – it’s healthy to shed your tears. The sooner you do, the sooner you will be able to smile again.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;26.&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop blaming others for your troubles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;– The extent to which you can achieve your dreams depends on the extent to which you take responsibility for your life. When you blame others for what you’re going through, you deny responsibility – you give others power over that part of your life.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;27.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop trying to be everything to everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;– Doing so is impossible, and trying will only burn you out. But making one person smile CAN change the world. Maybe not the whole world, but their world. So narrow your focus.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;28.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop worrying so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– Worry will not strip tomorrow of its burdens, it will strip today of its joy. One way to check if something is worth mulling over is to ask yourself this question: “Will this matter in one year’s time? Three years? Five years?” If not, then it’s not worth worrying about.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;29.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop focusing on what you don’t want to happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– Focus on what you do want to happen. Positive thinking is at the forefront of every great success story. If you awake every morning with the thought that something wonderful will happen in your life today, and you pay close attention, you’ll often find that you’re right.&lt;br style="line-height: 24px;" /&gt;30.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Stop being ungrateful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– No matter how good or bad you have it, wake up each day thankful for your life. Someone somewhere else is desperately fighting for theirs. Instead of thinking about what you’re missing, try thinking about what you have that everyone else is missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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On a woman of average size, skinny, or chunky...is a muffin top ever sexy?&lt;br /&gt;
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Cuz I've got one, and I gotta say, it's...um...nasty!&lt;br /&gt;
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Dang broken Wii with quarters and pennies in it!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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What say you? &amp;nbsp;Sexy muffin tops or what?&lt;br /&gt;
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I unplug it, reset it, press eject over and over but nothing.  Then I completely detach it and when I hold it upside down, what to I hear when I go to check it out?!&lt;br /&gt;
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Coins!!! &lt;br /&gt;
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Tons of coins!! &lt;br /&gt;
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Link has been using it as his own personal ATM machine!!&lt;br /&gt;
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The cost to ship and fix it to Nintendo?&lt;br /&gt;
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$85 plus tax!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;
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Is that worth it?&lt;br /&gt;
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What's the craziest thing your toddler's ever done?&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-MNdUNSUYyCU/TwTvMSPjtRI/AAAAAAAAA4I/H0_lZPeK2i8/s640/blogger-image-1023062990.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-MNdUNSUYyCU/TwTvMSPjtRI/AAAAAAAAA4I/H0_lZPeK2i8/s640/blogger-image-1023062990.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5972090868253174584-2401051459125713649?l=chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com/2012/01/linky-troublesome-toddler-strikes-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chocolate Mom aka Blupoetres)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-MNdUNSUYyCU/TwTvMSPjtRI/AAAAAAAAA4I/H0_lZPeK2i8/s72-c/blogger-image-1023062990.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5972090868253174584.post-3635956092855268581</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jan 2012 02:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-03T21:12:40.846-05:00</atom:updated><title>Two Strand Twist Out</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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Two strand twist out!&lt;/div&gt;
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I used the Ecostyler Gel with Olive Oil, a little of Miss Jessie, and a fresh CO wash to set this style up.&lt;/div&gt;
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I'm on a spiritual quest with my church and husband. I didn't think myself strong enough to go without food for that many days, but I'm starting to rethink things as evidently I'm a FB junkie. 
I'm mad too because I didn't post our holiday pics before my sign off post - Ugh!
You know me and my pics! I'll just have to post them here to get my fix. 
Hubby is giving up soda! I'm so happy and proud that he's doing this with me! It's the two of us united with God's love in 2012!!!

Only 19 1/2 more days!!


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Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.makesmewannaholler.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Make Me Wanna Holler Dad&lt;/a&gt;, I just had to re-post my response to his &lt;a href="http://www.makesmewannaholler.com/2012/01/to-do-lists-for-dadsand-everyone-else.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+MakesMeWannaHoller+%28Makes+Me+Wanna+Holler%29" target="_blank"&gt;New year To-do assessment&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;"I'd like to:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;finish my 21 day fast of no Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;continue getting closer to God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;refinance our mortgage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;get to the gym 2-3 times a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;eat more seafood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;have more patience with tween daughter attitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;enjoy family game night at least 2 - 3 times a month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;get a new babysitter for more date nights with hubby"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I'm giving God all the praise and the glory to help me complete my To Do list!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5972090868253174584-8831267532911743565?l=chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://chocolatemomrants.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-to-do-list-for-2012.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chocolate Mom aka Blupoetres)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5972090868253174584.post-3159751372733301360</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2011 02:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-27T21:42:42.240-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Eco Styler Gel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">natural hair advice</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Natural hair</category><title>Finally Got A Natural Neat Curlytail</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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I give much praise and thanks to my cousin (and natural motivator) Amanda for the tips on how to do a puff. &amp;nbsp;For Christmas she was rocking one and I was envious (shame on me, I know), but she was quick to assist. &amp;nbsp;I followed her advice and purchased a pack of Goody Hair bands:&lt;/div&gt;
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A tub (huge for only $4) of Eco Styler Gel (never thought to use gel from all the negative stereotyping it has, but I really like this product, it's light and airy, and doesn't seem to leave that yucky white residue behind):&lt;/div&gt;
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My hair was doing a horrible version of a Bantu Knot Out (I'm not used to doing it with my new short hair, I guess), so it was already dry and uber curly. &amp;nbsp;I just sprayed a little of my Leave-In/Water mix to everything but the puff, &amp;nbsp;put a few dabs of the Eco Styler in all around, used a wide bristle brush to slick it back, and double banded the headband around the puff twice.&lt;/div&gt;
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I've been rocking this for 2 days now! &amp;nbsp;This is the first time I've had a successful curlytail in my whole 17 months (I say curlytail cuz it does not whip like a ponytail - yah, feel me?)!&lt;/div&gt;
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Then a week later my electric razor is broken and full of hair. Hm?&lt;br /&gt;
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I put 2 and 2 together and have a few choice words with Miss Maddy about the dangers of using a razor at 11 years old an that razors must wait until she's in high school. I tell if I catch her using my stuff again there will be serious consequences. &lt;br /&gt;
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I'm putting Link's folded clothes away in his dresser and my foot kicks something by his rocking chair. What is it, you ask? Well, this child of mine decided to hide a razor on the floor of her brother's room! Where he could find it! Where I kicked it with my bare foot! Did I mention where Link could find it?!&lt;br /&gt;
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After I lost it and grounded her for Friday night's fun, Hubby jumped in with the rational question of "What exactly are you shaving?"&lt;br /&gt;
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Are you ready for this?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her ARMS! &lt;br /&gt;
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Why?&lt;br /&gt;
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Because they have TINY HAIRS on them and ALL her friends shave theirs!!&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm so not looking forward to the teen years!&lt;br /&gt;
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