<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263125174966143786</id><updated>2024-09-07T17:23:36.441-04:00</updated><category term="Husband philosophy"/><category term="super-moms"/><category term="DC suburbs"/><category term="Diaries"/><category term="Dr. Seuss"/><category term="Jedd"/><category term="Martha Stewart"/><category term="Who am I?"/><category term="arts and crafts"/><category term="baseball"/><category term="coaching"/><category term="costumes"/><category term="crazy parents"/><category term="going overboard"/><category term="our parents"/><category term="projects"/><category term="school"/><category term="sports parents"/><category term="teams"/><category term="whiners"/><category term="winter"/><category term="wussification"/><title type='text'>Tangled Tinsel</title><subtitle type='html'>  one mom&#39;s random ramblings and snarky snippets about coping with midlife, raising teens and keeping up with the super-moms</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangledtinsel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263125174966143786/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangledtinsel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nutmegger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342405224652178734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqcck4hhNq5lNQhXYYNGvQGI5nZ_wehONYmCSapKsp2kz7bNudO1zVEHSrwMHNs7n1PegMDlBh31q71zGxYG3nxayaafowKrK5Y2c_UCa0I8csQqkOzf_SRKgDrJxuGg/s220/tinsel2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263125174966143786.post-5208766982033091195</id><published>2014-02-02T10:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2014-02-02T10:55:41.081-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baseball"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="coaching"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crazy parents"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sports parents"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="super-moms"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teams"/><title type='text'>There is no &quot;I&quot; in Team...but there is a &quot;Me&quot;</title><summary type="text">No self-respecting ranter in our neck of the woods could possibly resist tackling the topic of kids&#39; sports. It&#39;s almost too easy...parents have made such asses out of themselves, that finding humorous stories is like shooting fish in a barrel.

Maybe it&#39;s not like this where you live (if so, please send me your zip code so I can start searching the real estate listings). &amp;nbsp;Maybe you live in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangledtinsel.blogspot.com/feeds/5208766982033091195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tangledtinsel.blogspot.com/2014/02/there-is-no-i-in-teambut-there-is-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263125174966143786/posts/default/5208766982033091195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263125174966143786/posts/default/5208766982033091195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangledtinsel.blogspot.com/2014/02/there-is-no-i-in-teambut-there-is-me.html' title='There is no &quot;I&quot; in Team...but there is a &quot;Me&quot;'/><author><name>Nutmegger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342405224652178734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqcck4hhNq5lNQhXYYNGvQGI5nZ_wehONYmCSapKsp2kz7bNudO1zVEHSrwMHNs7n1PegMDlBh31q71zGxYG3nxayaafowKrK5Y2c_UCa0I8csQqkOzf_SRKgDrJxuGg/s220/tinsel2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgduO5N9FvWy1wrNJKegPCoTerFyHWdkbQigF1jZhjc4A0lyF_UinfU_F-bB-cMEqA443pTtp5G1hM2z5CNOMad2lQQyU1iHG9oS80dV_VdBnSQpU2QglIXHZJo3tG9TLTPKIFlmmQ8ya4q/s72-c/rockwell+baseball.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263125174966143786.post-6938107447193747</id><published>2014-01-30T14:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2014-01-30T18:50:25.781-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="arts and crafts"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="costumes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dr. Seuss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="going overboard"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Husband philosophy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jedd"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Martha Stewart"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="projects"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="school"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="super-moms"/><title type='text'>Step Away from the Glue Gun</title><summary type="text">

Before I begin my rant&amp;nbsp;story, I would like to state that by no means am I trying to throw teachers under the bus. My mom was a teacher, some of my best friends are teachers and I have close relationships with most of my children&#39;s current and former teachers. &amp;nbsp;Their jobs are challenging and their monetary compensation is not even remotely commensurate with their importance. I would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangledtinsel.blogspot.com/feeds/6938107447193747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tangledtinsel.blogspot.com/2014/01/step-away-from-glue-gun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263125174966143786/posts/default/6938107447193747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263125174966143786/posts/default/6938107447193747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangledtinsel.blogspot.com/2014/01/step-away-from-glue-gun.html' title='Step Away from the Glue Gun'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpCQ-hlRx6NHLH5eGbMubPGsjSaLmDJ5EOn5SEYK7prycvurhOGEVet2dIXKNi2C5mq5fvYpLn_0Yy9n65wgIZdMzV8_Rp3jc0-4k6pHbY-Lv8wbKK510Z89GlLTtyWSWNTkPbFRVqQZs/s72-c/jedd.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263125174966143786.post-1170882515673857437</id><published>2014-01-29T12:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2014-01-30T13:56:13.508-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="DC suburbs"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="our parents"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="whiners"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="winter"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wussification"/><title type='text'>Walking Uphill Both Ways...the Wussification of our Kids, Part One</title><summary type="text">It is already 11 AM and I have yet to empty the dishwasher, make my bed, start the laundry, etc. &amp;nbsp;That&#39;s because the idiots on the school board&amp;nbsp;county officials have declared yet another &quot;2 hour delay&quot; &amp;nbsp;due to the fact that apparently eight flakes of snow fell somewhere within our 400 square mile county.

The topic of weather-related school closings has generated quite a bit of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangledtinsel.blogspot.com/feeds/1170882515673857437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tangledtinsel.blogspot.com/2014/01/walking-uphill-both-waysthe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263125174966143786/posts/default/1170882515673857437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263125174966143786/posts/default/1170882515673857437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangledtinsel.blogspot.com/2014/01/walking-uphill-both-waysthe.html' title='Walking Uphill Both Ways...the Wussification of our Kids, Part One'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSbb7ughXcA-hg7OQL5wKusOOMKNapKclcQgHwwqTEvYWVg7pEj2QKGe12OrNlq-qULXIagPz2UFsH8wbgkQExho46Z9vFhsZV_DDL8Nv5HFKb-GRvX4p_vjF4UpKrR8723s1iYdKAqOE/s72-c/a_christmas_story.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6263125174966143786.post-7741614574775089291</id><published>2014-01-28T14:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2014-01-28T14:34:36.914-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Diaries"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Husband philosophy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Who am I?"/><title type='text'>Dear Diary...?</title><summary type="text">I have always loved diaries. &amp;nbsp;Well, I&#39;ve always loved the idea&amp;nbsp;of a diary. &amp;nbsp;I picture myself sitting down at the end of the day (with a cup of herbal tea), ready to record the innermost thoughts and thoughtful observations that would provide valuable self awareness as I progressed through my life. &amp;nbsp;Alas, every diary I have attempted to keep has been abandoned within weeks. &amp;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangledtinsel.blogspot.com/feeds/7741614574775089291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tangledtinsel.blogspot.com/2014/01/dear-diary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263125174966143786/posts/default/7741614574775089291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6263125174966143786/posts/default/7741614574775089291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangledtinsel.blogspot.com/2014/01/dear-diary.html' title='Dear Diary...?'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>