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Larson" /><category term="awards" /><category term="poetry" /><category term="house" /><category term="messy" /><category term="Dwayne Johnson" /><category term="pug wear" /><category term="reiki" /><category term="Jen Lancaster" /><category term="pre-school" /><category term="irrational fears" /><title>A Day in My Madness</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://adayinmymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://adayinmymadness.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411282014500645784/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13377700981525687851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KSasKOS3sto/S5e0XZ_lZnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/GNI16zkqgf4/S220/buttoncopy.png" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/AqtG" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/aqtg" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUERH4zeSp7ImA9WhRbGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411282014500645784.post-6368242417398323047</id><published>2012-02-11T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T07:30:05.081-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-11T07:30:05.081-08:00</app:edited><title>Another year has come and gone...</title><content type="html">With all that has happened, another year has come and gone. &amp;nbsp;This past year has been full of challenges I never thought I'd face. &lt;br /&gt;
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When you hear the word Divorce, you never stop to think of what it all entails. &amp;nbsp;How hard it can truly be for everyone, not just to two married people going through it. &amp;nbsp;I've learned the hard way, just how truly heartbreaking it can be. &amp;nbsp;Worse of all, I've had to watch my precious little girls have their heart broken daily by it.&lt;br /&gt;
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However, I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel, it's ALMOST over. &amp;nbsp;The finality will come with a judge putting a nail in the matrimonial coffin.&lt;br /&gt;
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What no one ever tells you is the positive that comes from divorce. &amp;nbsp;The weight that has been lifted, the happiness that can come from being alone and the sense of control. &amp;nbsp;Sure, there are moments when I allow myself to miss what I had, the sense of security, a complete family, my ignorance to it all, but then I get over it and realize that I'm happier without the misery that all came with him.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm looking forward to teaching my girls how to be strong, how you don't need to have a man to feel complete, or that you shouldn't depend on others for you own happiness. &amp;nbsp;But that if you do have it all and you're happy, then that's a bonus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7411282014500645784-6368242417398323047?l=adayinmymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Did I make a mistake? &amp;nbsp;Did I give up everything I wanted to begin with for something I thought I did? &amp;nbsp;Can I go back? &amp;nbsp;Do I want to go back? &amp;nbsp;Is this just the fear of moving forward that's paralyzing me?&lt;br /&gt;
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I know what I don't want in my life, everything I gave up to move forward, to be here. &amp;nbsp;I don't know why I'm having such a hard time though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7411282014500645784-2200408650122607301?l=adayinmymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Of course, there are a lot of other things in my life that I'm weeding through, but I consider that spring cleaning and it'll probably take me 'til then to get it all done.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I had a great New Years kick off; surrounded by lots of love, hugs and kisses. &amp;nbsp;I decided the only resolution I'm making is to not to make any resolutions. &amp;nbsp;Of course, I'm still promising myself to eat better, workout more, live with less guilt and all the other stuff that resolutions are made of, but I don't consider them resolutions because I normally stick to promises.&lt;br /&gt;
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There are a lot of new experiences ahead of me that I'm absolutely terrified about, but extremely excited about as well. &amp;nbsp;I know I've kind of hinted as to what I'm going through, but I'm still not exactly comfortable just saying it (baby steps remember), but it is life altering and I'll be venting a lot more before I can admit to myself (out loud) and to all of you of it. &amp;nbsp;'Til then, take care everyone and make the best of the New Year ahead of us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7411282014500645784-6365390345573231654?l=adayinmymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e2e2e;"&gt;I keep hearing this over and over again! &amp;nbsp;Sometimes when you're told something long enough, you start to believe it, I'm so sick of doubting myself! &amp;nbsp;How is it that everyone else thinks they know what I need in my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e2e2e;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e2e2e;"&gt;The more I think about what I want and how it affects everyone else, it makes me sick to my stomach. &amp;nbsp;I start to beat myself up for being so selfish for wanting a little bit of happiness for myself. &amp;nbsp;As a Mom, my job is to make sure everyone around me is happy first, so what's wrong with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e2e2e;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e2e2e;"&gt;Then I spend a day surrounded by my happiness and I allow myself to believe that it's what I deserve. &amp;nbsp;After all, how can I make sure my kids are happy if I'm not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e2e2e;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e2e2e;"&gt;Life is divided for me right now, I live in stolen moments of euphoria, but mostly in the reality that everyone else is right. &amp;nbsp;I know, I know, I'm allowing myself a moment of self-pity, but mostly to remind myself how off track I am. &amp;nbsp;I know what I want, I know how to get there, why can't I just pull the trigger? &amp;nbsp;Why can't I get my head out of my ass long enough to see that I'm just delaying the inevitable? &amp;nbsp;Why don't I just redefine what I want and go for it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e2e2e;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e2e2e;"&gt;I mean, do I want what I want because I can't have it? &amp;nbsp;Which is usually the case with me, as soon as I get it, boredom sets in and I'm no longer interested. &amp;nbsp;In that case, should I just leave my happiness to stolen glimpses of what won't be, just to keep it that way and from getting disinterested in it? &amp;nbsp;Sometimes I stare at my happiness for so long, I don't even recognize it as the object of my affections. &amp;nbsp;I don't see myself in it or remember why I want it. &amp;nbsp;Or I convince myself that I'm better off without it and I grieve the loss of something I didn't even know I ever wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e2e2e;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e2e2e;"&gt;Yes, these are the diluted thoughts I allow myself to think, the thoughts that make me so sick and indecisive. &amp;nbsp;In the end, I see I'm truly off track, everyone is right and I should just let my life play out as it is, even at the risk of losing everything I love. &amp;nbsp;Of course, I'll change my mind tomorrow....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My sister told me about this book a long time ago and for whatever reason, I resisted reading it for the longest time. I think the thought of reading about someone that had a life altering epiphany scared the hell out of me. &amp;nbsp;When the movie came out, I think I rescheduled a few times to see it with her and when I finally did go, she did what all big sisters do.....she held my hand throughout the movie and let me cry. &lt;br /&gt;
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I know it sounds silly to have a movie impact you so greatly, I thought so too, so I bought the book thinking there had to be something different....something lost in translation and I was just awed by the scenery and magnificence of the big screen. &amp;nbsp;Nope! &amp;nbsp;No such luck...the book was just as good, just a little more in depth. &amp;nbsp;I can't wait to buy the movie, the DVD comes out next week and I'm sure it's one of those that you get more out of every time you watch it.&lt;br /&gt;
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The quote above just about describes where I am in my life. &amp;nbsp;I'm taking back control of the things I stopped controlling a long time ago. &amp;nbsp;I'm choosing to take my life back and no longer leaving my decisions up to others to make for me and then getting upset when things don't go my way. &amp;nbsp;How can I teach my girls to be strong women, if I can't even do it for myself? &amp;nbsp;So this is me.....off to take control of my life.....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;I love this quote, it really is a question of making the same choices and decisions if we knew beforehand the outcome. &amp;nbsp;I mean think about it....we are who we are because of the mistakes we've made. &amp;nbsp;If we never made those mistakes because we could see the variables for what they are and where they lead, would we still be the same person in the end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;I don't know how many times I wished I knew the outcome of things to save myself the heartbreak ahead of time, but then I wouldn't be the person that I am today. &amp;nbsp;I am who I am because I've survived those heartbreaks, because I learned the lesson and licked my wounds. &amp;nbsp;Would I have preferred the easy route in a lot of my mistakes, OF COURSE. &amp;nbsp;Life doesn't come with an instruction booklet, there is no race to the end and the best way to learn the lesson is to make mistakes to grow from....I know this, but it doesn't keep me from trying to control my fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;It's easier said and done to fully entrust yourself to God, Fate, Life and Love. &amp;nbsp;My instinct to run has never been greater when facing my fears, but sometimes you just get tired of running. &amp;nbsp;Guess what? &amp;nbsp;I'm tired of running and terrified of facing my fears, but no one can do it for me, so both feet in it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Since I was last on, my girls have gone back to school, I've gone back to school (yes, still chugging along on my Bachelor's Degree), I'm working and have experienced some heartbreak!&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm learning to be me again. &amp;nbsp;It's been a while since I've been comfortable in my own skin and thanks to a great support system, I'm starting the see the vibrant, confident, happy-go-lucky person I used to be. &amp;nbsp;I'm learning that with such extreme highs comes extreme lows....that I can cry and pick myself up and not wait for someone to rescue me....that I can love completely without losing myself. &lt;br /&gt;
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I'm going through an extremely tough time and I have to say, it's a humbling experience. &amp;nbsp;I don't have the luxury of laying down to die like I use to, I use to let life consume me and I'd allow myself to fully grieve, I can't now. &amp;nbsp;I'm a mommy with responsibilities, I don't have time...so I grieve little by little, between dropping off my girls at school and making my way to work, before I pick them up, while I shower, but mostly when I cry myself to sleep at the end of the day. &amp;nbsp;I concentrate on making sure I'm busy, busy, busy....so busy that I can't think about those things that drag me down under.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm learning to take baby steps in my life. &amp;nbsp;I've always just jumped into life full force with both feet, but now I'm taking things slow, over-thinking things mostly, but making sure I don't make the same mistakes. &amp;nbsp;So bare with me everyone, I will try to keep my posts positive, but I'm sure those days will creep up on me when I just have to vent. &amp;nbsp;Stay tuned to my drama....there's plenty more to come!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We hung out at the Griffith Park Observatory yesterday and the girls had a blast!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Since it was a full moon, we decided to get there a bit early and take a quick hike, but of course, we didn't foresee the nightmare parking issues the park has, so the only hiking we did was up the hill to the Observatory.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KSasKOS3sto/TFBbhVs8OYI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Os9wn-dgjo0/s1600/094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="175" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KSasKOS3sto/TFBbhVs8OYI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Os9wn-dgjo0/s200/094.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got there just in time for sunset and took some great pictures of the girls in front of the Hollywood sign.&amp;nbsp; It was the perfect night for some great night shots of the city under a full moon, but of course, these came out a bit dark.&lt;br /&gt;
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After our photo shoot (yes, yes, I'm a major tourist!), we waited out  the 45 minute line to see the view from the Hubble telescope.&amp;nbsp; The girls  were so excited to see Venus and Saturn....they had no idea you could  see stars and planets in the daylight!!! &lt;br /&gt;
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Since my last post, I've spread myself a little thin....I started working part-time for a finance company selling insurance, then I started and quit a 2nd job working (full-time) with nuns (yes, as in Catholic Sisters...lol...I can't begin to tell you what an experience that was!), and now my 2nd part time job is working as an Executive Assistant for a web designer.&lt;br /&gt;
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My girls have since ended a school year and are about three weeks away from going right back in.&amp;nbsp; So back-to-school shopping is in full swing.&amp;nbsp; YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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With summer coming to an end, we've been taking full advantage of the free movies Tues. and Wed. at the Regal Cinemas, Movies in the dark, Concerts in the park and eventually will make ourselves over to O.C. Fair.&lt;br /&gt;
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Since my hiatus is officially over, I'll be posting frequently (hopefully) and keeping you all abreast of my madness!&amp;nbsp; By the way, you can all follow me on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/Sandra.Hermosillo"&gt;FaceBook&lt;/a&gt; as well.&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/Sandra.Hermosillo"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The conversation that follows is such:&lt;br /&gt;
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Me:&amp;nbsp;"Who taught you that?"&lt;br /&gt;
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Izzie: "Mom, look!"&lt;br /&gt;
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Me:&amp;nbsp; "I see, where did you see that?"&lt;br /&gt;
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Izzie:&amp;nbsp; "Right here!"&lt;br /&gt;
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Me (getting more upset now):&amp;nbsp; "Toria?&amp;nbsp; Did you show her that?"&lt;br /&gt;
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Toria (confused):&amp;nbsp; "No, she showed me!"&lt;br /&gt;
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Me: "Izzie! Stop doing that, it's not nice!"&lt;br /&gt;
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Izzie: "Okay Mom"&lt;br /&gt;
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Then she proceeds to put on the band-aid shes holding in her &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; hand on her middle finger she's so proudly showing off....as you can see, I have yet to organize my gutter brain!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My princess is 8 years old now!!!&amp;nbsp; I can't believe it's been 8 wonderful years since the midnight birth of my baby....where did the time go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KSasKOS3sto/S7N0C0VybbI/AAAAAAAAAJU/zRbtpNeRl6U/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KSasKOS3sto/S7N0C0VybbI/AAAAAAAAAJU/zRbtpNeRl6U/s200/018.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can tell by the background...there's only one place we spend birthdays at......Disneyland!&amp;nbsp; I'm all about the Anaheim Rat (Mickey), so we went to the happiest place on earth.&amp;nbsp; Although this particular day was overly crowded, we still managed to have a great time.&amp;nbsp; We got on some rides, had dinner, and went shopping.&amp;nbsp; Since we have the annual pass, it doesn't bother the girls much how crowded it is or how many rides we get on because we can always go another day.&amp;nbsp; We were all just happy being together and enjoying what turned out to be a gorgeous day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KSasKOS3sto/S7N0oHbR12I/AAAAAAAAAJc/_hX8hcnRU2g/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KSasKOS3sto/S7N0oHbR12I/AAAAAAAAAJc/_hX8hcnRU2g/s200/021.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did however have an epiphany!&amp;nbsp; I figured out why Disneyland is the Happiest Place on Earth.....it's not because you have such a great time, or the great rides, or even the food....it's because they make so much damn money!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It's the Happiest Place on Earth for them, not for us!&amp;nbsp; It's like Las Vegas...yeah, you have a great time while you're there, but once you leave (with empty pockets) you find it really wasn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; great now that you're broke.&amp;nbsp; Either way, the novelty of it is wearing off of the girls; they could care less how many times we hit Peter Pan or swirl around on Dumbo.&amp;nbsp; They still love it, but it's not as exciting for them anymore.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure once a new ride is put in; they'll be excited all over again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyhoo, all that just to say...Happy birthday Toria!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;No, they're not from scratch, but they &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; made with love.&amp;nbsp; I ran out of time (and got lazy),&amp;nbsp;so these are courtesy of the cheater's route (a.k.a Betty Crocker).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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We had the best time at &lt;a href="http://www.thepinkparlour.com/"&gt;The Pink Parlour Festival&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; I love all things that are handmade and I have to say, the caliber of artists that held booths at the festival was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;
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First off, if you've never been to the Santa Anita Race Track, go.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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My kids loved the experience, being able to see race horses in action is&amp;nbsp;really&amp;nbsp;exciting (no we didn't gamble).&amp;nbsp; It was gorgeous!&amp;nbsp; Very green, old style Copa Cabanish and a gorgeous day over all!&lt;br /&gt;
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The event was in doors (away from the horse smell) and very pink.&amp;nbsp; There wasn't a corner of the festival that wasn't draped in pink...I loved it!&amp;nbsp; It very much had the air of entering a dressing room or someone's boudoir.&amp;nbsp; They had everything from tutus for the girls, organic soaps and lotions, vintage style purses and hats and pin-up posters, drawings, and photos for the hubby.&amp;nbsp; I don't know if the theme is intentionally Pin-up-ish (very &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dita_Von_Teese"&gt;Dita Von Teese-esque&lt;/a&gt;) or what, but for the most part, most of the vendors were.&lt;br /&gt;
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My girls spent most of the time going from vendor to vendor getting free candy, my niece looking for all things Elvis and my hubby making himself scarce (it was a girly event).&amp;nbsp; Although it was small, we spent&amp;nbsp;most of our time stopping and talking to the vendors about their products, how they were made and the sort.&lt;br /&gt;
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The event was a first for us and we enjoyed the new experience.&amp;nbsp; It will definitely be something to look forward to next year!&lt;br /&gt;
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Below are the links to a few of the vendors I just absolutely adored!&lt;br /&gt;
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-&lt;a href="http://www.chulainc.com/"&gt;Chula Inc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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-&lt;a href="http://www.curioddities.net/"&gt;Curioddities&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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-&lt;a href="http://www.lildarlinaccessories.com/"&gt;Lil' Darlin' Accessories&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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-&lt;a href="http://mangopop.com/"&gt;Mango Pop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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-&lt;a href="http://missalphabet.etsy.com/"&gt;Miss Alphabet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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-&lt;a href="http://mymayancolors.etsy.com/"&gt;My Mayan colors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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-&lt;a href="http://andreayoungdesigns.com/"&gt;Tattooed Beauty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This week in the adventures of Roscoe, I was given the silent treatment! &lt;br /&gt;
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Here’s the low down….I made Roscoe a new bed and finally got rid of his thin generic doggie bed (he basically slept on the floor, his bed was so thin). Anyhoo, on one of my IKEA runs, I hit up the AS-IS section and got a display foam mattress for .25 cents and a broken door (about the same size) for about $1.00, then headed over to JoAnn’s and got a doggie print piece of fabric for about $3.00, and furniture legs at Michael’s for $8.00. After I put it all together (and tons of eye rolling from my hubby), I presented it to Roscoe and he LOVED it!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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That’s not when he gave me the doggie silent treatment…. That came a few days later when I kept him from peeing on my kitchen floor. He was so mad, he went on strike!!! He tugged and pulled his doggie blanket off his new bed, curled up on it on the floor and this is the look he gave me…&lt;br /&gt;
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…he spent the whole night on the floor on this blanket! I could not believe he was so mad at me that he rejected his nice new bed! Could you believe me that only cuddling and playing with him all day calmed him down!?! I never knew dogs could go on strike or harbor feelings of resentment! It was so cute; it was hard to keep from laughing! My hubby of course says that it’s only a product of a spoiled dog, I agree, but it was just so funny that this little man has such character!&lt;br /&gt;
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Just one more day in the life of my Madness!&lt;br /&gt;
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I don’t know anyone that’s not currently trying to cut back on expenses and is looking for ways to save time. I know at least for my family, eating out has been one of the first things we put a limit on, so cooking at home has become a daily routine (I know, I know, it should already be a daily routine). But one of the things that got me excited about cooking at home daily was all my cool tools and gadgets from The Pampered Chef. Hands down, I have to say the &lt;a href="http://www.pamperedchef.biz/fabbylicious?page=products-detail&amp;amp;categoryId=90&amp;amp;itemId=2585&amp;amp;productId=240"&gt;Food Chopper&lt;/a&gt; is my FAVORITE! My hubby even joins in on the action! &lt;br /&gt;
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Here are the Top 5 reasons I love The Pampered Chef products:&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Easy to use&lt;br /&gt;
2. Great and inventive tools&lt;br /&gt;
3. You get free recipes with every product&lt;br /&gt;
4. They carry warranties on all their products&lt;br /&gt;
5. Easy access &lt;a href="http://www.pamperedchef.biz/fabbylicious"&gt;(my sister’s a consultant)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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What am I giving away?&lt;br /&gt;
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The Pampered Chef’s new &lt;a href="http://www.pamperedchef.biz/fabbylicious?page=products-detail&amp;amp;categoryId=7&amp;amp;itemId=1923&amp;amp;productId=29303"&gt;Season’s Best Spring/Summer recipe collection&lt;/a&gt;! Not one, but &lt;strong&gt;5 recipe books&lt;/strong&gt;! A few of the recipes are Fresh Mango Margaritas, Warm Lemon Pepper Chicken Salad, and Chipotle Chili Cornbread Bake….YUM! What I love most about The Pampered Chef recipes is that they’re original and all tasted and tested in test kitchens by The Pampered Chef!&lt;br /&gt;
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Here’s how to enter:&lt;br /&gt;
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Required entry: &lt;br /&gt;
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Go to the website &lt;a href="http://www.pamperedchef.biz/fabbylicious?page=products-main"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, then come back to leave a comment and let me know what your favorite The Pampered Chef product is (if you own any The Pampered Chef products) or which one you liked best from the site.&lt;br /&gt;
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For Additional entries: &lt;br /&gt;
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-Subscribe to my blog (notify me in the comments section)&lt;br /&gt;
-Add my blog to your blog roll and leave me a link to your blog&lt;br /&gt;
-Blog about this giveaway and leave me a direct link to the post&lt;br /&gt;
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Good luck everyone! &lt;br /&gt;
Last day to enter is Thursday March 25th, 2010 by 12 (noon) PST.&lt;br /&gt;
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My friend sent me this quote and said that it describes me to a ‘T’.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;We adore chaos because we love to produce order. --M. C. Escher&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She said that I subconsciously let chaos build up around me so that I can break out my organizational skills and organize, organize, organize. Of course, at first I denied it, there’s no way that I intentionally let it build and instigate arguments with my hubby over it…..but, the more I thought about it, the more I think she’s right. If I had nothing to organize (or obsess over), I’d probably have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;
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With that said, I’m determined to keep CHAOS from running my life. And in the event that an uninvited guest drops in on the day that it does, then oh well! I’m not perfect (gasp!) and I don’t live in a museum. If my house looks lived in, it’s ok, because at least it’s a happy healthy home, with or without CHAOS. Now to get my hubby to see it that way is another story…&lt;br /&gt;
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I don’t know about anyone else, but I just can’t seem to catch up on any sleep. I’m constantly reminded of what my mother said to me just right before the birth of my first daughter, “sleep now because once you’re a mom, you’ll never get another good night’s sleep”. Of course at the time, I just thought she was being facetious, but as the ol’ saying goes….Mom really &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; know best!&lt;br /&gt;
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Don’t get me wrong, my girls were great as babies and are great sleeping through the night now. But it’s my mind that never sleeps. I’m constantly replaying the day in my mind as I try to fall asleep, or making mental lists of what needs to get done tomorrow and such. I'm running a million miles in my head daily, no wonder I’m so exhausted! &lt;br /&gt;
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I’m determined that this needs to stop! So one of the ways I’m reorganizing my mind is to work on my habits.&lt;br /&gt;
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-More exercise! Not because I need to do it (lord knows I do), but maybe if I exhaust my body enough throughout the day, it’ll beat out my mind and I’ll get the rest I need.&lt;br /&gt;
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-Keep a notepad with me at all times. I figure, I have somewhere to put all my mental lists, then my mind can rest at ease knowing it’s going to be addressed eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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-Stop thinking!!! If I keep my brain from thinking about anything right before bed, then hopefully I’ll have nothing bouncing around in there when I lay down for bed.&lt;br /&gt;
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I’m not going to do the usual things that all the experts say to do, like drinking warm milk (I’m lactose intolerant), taking a warm bath (that only wakes me up), etc, those just don't work for me unfortunately&lt;br /&gt;
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So the mission this week…if you chose to accept it…lol! Finding ways of freeing your mind from clutter; write down mental lists, shrug off any dramas that surround you, limit what you have to remember by keeping it written down in a safe place, and/or keep a daily calendar. By keeping our minds free from clutter we can focus on things that need and deserve our full attention, like our precious kids!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;-noun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A persistent, irrational fear of women’s purses that leads to a compelling desire to avoid them.&lt;br /&gt;
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Is it just me or do &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; men have an irrational fear of purses? For the life of me I can’t get my hubby to go anywhere near my purse.&lt;br /&gt;
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Take yesterday for example, I’m trying to unwind in a nice hot bath and he comes barging in asking for my car keys. To which I reply, that they’re in my purse (where they always are). Can you believe me that not 5 minutes later he comes back with my purse in tow so &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; can get them out for him? Seriously!?! Will it swallow your hand if you stick it in there? Or are you afraid some girly product is going to rub against your skin, marring you forever? I don’t get it! &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; certainly don’t have an issue diving into his wallet if I need something.&lt;br /&gt;
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His excuse? He doesn’t want to invade my privacy… &lt;br /&gt;
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Umm…doesn’t he consider interrupting my nice relaxing bath an invasion of privacy?&lt;br /&gt;
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And what’s so private about my purse? The anti-bacterial foam I carry around for the kids or the boogey wipes? In fact, the only thing I really have in my purse for &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; is my license, cell phone, and ATM. Other than that, what does he think I have in there, the pool boy?&lt;br /&gt;
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And he says I have irrational fears….&lt;br /&gt;
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The next time he makes fun of me for freaking out about a lizard coming in the house, I’m throwing my purse at him!&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhoo, Ragan from &lt;a href="http://www.bloggerboutique.com/"&gt;Blogger Boutique &lt;/a&gt;did it with some input from me. I picked the designer, she laid it out. I think I drove her crazy asking her to change this and that, but she was great about it.&lt;br /&gt;
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As you can see I've also added by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/nnoble93"&gt;Esty store&lt;/a&gt; Emma Bleu Designs to my blog. Of course, I only have a couple of things posted (I need more time in my day!), but keep checking back, I'll be upgrading it daily.&lt;br /&gt;
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I've also added some buttons to some mom blogs lists I subscribe to.&amp;nbsp; And because I don't have every minute of my day filled (totally kidding!), I've also subscribed to a mom product review site.&amp;nbsp; So hopefully, you'll be reading some of my product reviews in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'd love to hear from you all, so drop me a line and let me know what you think!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday the school had guest readers throughout the school, throughout the day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today they will be serving &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;green eggs and ham&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast and birthday cupcakes for dessert after lunch.&amp;nbsp; It's also crazy Dr. Seuss hair day.&amp;nbsp; Toria asked for a &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/media/rm1779537920/ch0007930"&gt;Cindy Lou Who&lt;/a&gt; inspired hairstyle, and although her hair isn't too long, I was able to put it up in a few braids.&amp;nbsp; She absolutely loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tomorrow is Dr. Seuss movie night.&amp;nbsp; It's sort of like a drive-in, but you bring your own camping chairs and camp out with all the other parents while the kids play...they never sit and watch the movie.&amp;nbsp; It's tons of fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thursday they have a decorative (a la Dr. Seuss) door contest.&amp;nbsp; The winners (3 classrooms) get a pizza party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And Friday, they get to dress up as their favorite Dr. Seuss characters.&amp;nbsp; I expect to see lots of little Grinches around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;think that little things like this that don't take away from their education, but enhance it by making it fun is a brilliant idea to get kids motivated about learning.&amp;nbsp; I know that my daughter has loved going to this school.&amp;nbsp; Although the curriculum moves really quickly, it's been able to keep her attention by not only making learning fun, but exciting and interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Because for the life of me I can't keep from doing a million projects at the same time, I added painting a chalkboard wall calendar onto my list.&amp;nbsp; If you click on if you can see my scribbles along with Toria's scribbles as well.&amp;nbsp; We were using this tiny little white board and we kept on missing appointments and special dates because it was just too small to write everything on.&amp;nbsp; There is no way that's going to happen with this one!&amp;nbsp; When I say &lt;em&gt;wall&lt;/em&gt; calendar, I mean &lt;em&gt;WALL&lt;/em&gt; calendar.&amp;nbsp; It's about 3' by 4', it's huge!&amp;nbsp; I totally thought my hubby was going to veto this project, especially since it's in the dining room, but nope!&amp;nbsp; I got my way and guess what!?!&amp;nbsp; He actually likes it!&amp;nbsp; Not like the time I painted a fireplace in the living room just to have somewhere to hang our stockings (long story)...lol!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Now on to my other million and a half unfinished projects like the 28 day organizing challenge, sewing 2 dozen mini first aid kits, listing for my etsy store...etc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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