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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-look-its-bunnies-and-glitter.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-176750238084741430</id><published>2009-10-23T15:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T16:31:20.732-07:00</updated><title type="text">I thought I was done but maybe I'm not</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/176750238084741430/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=176750238084741430" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/176750238084741430" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/176750238084741430" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/vuml_ir-zuQ/i-thought-i-was-done-but-maybe-im-not.html" title="I thought I was done but maybe I'm not" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><content type="html">So I thought I was done, for now at least, with being mad at my daughters' school. There I was, feeling all warm and fuzzy after having that really great talk with the counselor and I thought I could relax, have a glass of sangria or two and spend the weekend thinking about bunnies and glitter.But then I found out a couple of things in the past twenty-four hours, and now I feel my blood starting &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-thought-i-was-done-but-maybe-im-not.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-3163224027189607394</id><published>2009-10-21T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:25:22.888-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="giveaways" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="disneyland" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christmas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holiday" /><title type="text">If you've got a camera, a pen and an email address this is your lucky day</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/3163224027189607394" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/3163224027189607394" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/gUCR4tfYsxg/if-youve-got-camera-pen-and-email.html" title="If you've got a camera, a pen and an email address this is your lucky day" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/St7uHS816NI/AAAAAAAAA-8/Da89TTr7GUI/s72-c/disneyland-holiday-celebration-giveaway-tickets.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">DEADLINE EXTENDED! You now have until 11:59pm on Wednesday, October 28 to submit your entries!First the good news: I'm giving away 4 VIP Passes to Disneyland's Holiday Celebration. This includes a party and all sorts of VIP goodness.Now the bad news: You'll have to hang out with me all day.But more good news: It's easy to enter - just take a photo, write a paragraph and email it to me. But hurry &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-youve-got-camera-pen-and-email.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-3633133252039111488</id><published>2009-10-19T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T21:27:37.585-07:00</updated><title type="text">My Beef: An Update</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3633133252039111488/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=3633133252039111488" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/3633133252039111488" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/3633133252039111488" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/W7QPw2-n4Fw/my-beef-update.html" title="My Beef: An Update" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/St1dIl3BtBI/AAAAAAAAA9k/29gWR6ove10/s72-c/meat2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><content type="html">Thanks for all of your support and your honesty on Kira's incident at school. All of your thoughts, comments and emails gave me a lot of food for thought, and I think I finally unclenched my teeth at around three o'clock today, just in time to stuff in a doughnut.I had a long talk with the counselor this afternoon, and he was able to clear up a lot of things and I feel a gazillion times better &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-beef-update.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-7677380723581010550</id><published>2009-10-16T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T17:22:12.486-07:00</updated><title type="text">An Open Letter to the Los Angeles Unified School District</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7677380723581010550/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=7677380723581010550" title="40 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/7677380723581010550" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/7677380723581010550" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/WsXo1t5QNbo/open-letter-to-los-angeles-unified.html" title="An Open Letter to the Los Angeles Unified School District" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/Stlbya-hqcI/AAAAAAAAA9M/69pH_6ckcqg/s72-c/photo-cropped.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">40</thr:total><content type="html">Please read my update on the situation: My Beef: An Update. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Dear LAUSD,For years I've been reading about looming teacher layoffs, failing schools and low parental-involvement in the Los Angeles Unified School District. (Not to mention stories like this, about an LAUSD teacher being paid $68,000 not to show up for work! Which led me to inquire about applying for his &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/open-letter-to-los-angeles-unified.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-6977956637425492872</id><published>2009-10-15T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T16:06:06.607-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="genlux" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="interviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="this life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fashion" /><title type="text">I interviewed Jennifer Love Hewitt in my pajamas</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6977956637425492872/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=6977956637425492872" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/6977956637425492872" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/6977956637425492872" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/EU8O99_sNQ0/i-interviewed-jennifer-love-hewitt-in.html" title="I interviewed Jennifer Love Hewitt in my pajamas" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/Stb3bQ8cWjI/AAAAAAAAA84/cjd7X13L4Mc/s72-c/j-love-hewitt-4-spread.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><content type="html">I interviewed Jennifer Love Hewitt for the new issue of Genlux magazine. We were supposed to meet for lunch one day last month, but after going back and forth with her publicist for a few days and trying to fit it into Jennifer's crowded schedule, it was decided that it would be easier to do the interview over the phone. I actually like it better this way, since it doesn't require me to brush my &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-interviewed-jennifer-love-hewitt-in.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-828170494564119660</id><published>2009-10-13T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:51:44.161-07:00</updated><title type="text">Hey Look - a Giveaway! Disney Interactive Party: I Came, I Saw, I Brought Home Gift Bags</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/828170494564119660" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/828170494564119660" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/Jdfu7lkfv04/hey-look-giveaway-disney-interactive.html" title="Hey Look - a Giveaway! Disney Interactive Party: I Came, I Saw, I Brought Home Gift Bags" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/StUrd6KCaAI/AAAAAAAAA64/Jbihgzxf_gE/s72-c/disney-interactive-giveaway-09.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">I'm giving away a Disney Interactive Studios swag bag filled with some cool stuff. Head on over to my reviews blog, Views From The Pants, and leave a comment. You can also enter by leaving a comment on the Sweatpantsmom Facebook fan page. Alternately, you can come to my house and bring me some cookies, and that will count as an entry as well. JUST KIDDING ABOUT THAT LAST ONE. I'll only do that &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-look-giveaway-disney-interactive.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-1739306019505603773</id><published>2009-10-06T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T02:50:11.570-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teens" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="this life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="concerts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="offspring" /><title type="text">She's With The Band, Part I: Beg and Ye Shall Receive</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1739306019505603773/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=1739306019505603773" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/1739306019505603773" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/1739306019505603773" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/cVvwjNx8i-4/shes-with-band-part-i-beg-and-ye-shall.html" title="She's With The Band, Part I: Beg and Ye Shall Receive" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/SssSBmEtE9I/AAAAAAAAA5w/d9gpbyZLuTw/s72-c/ladyhawke-urban-outfitters-amoeba-records.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><content type="html">On Sunday Rigel took Kira to a concert, something that's become part of a regular routine. It always starts off the same way - She sits down at her computer, lets out a piercing scream because one of her favorite bands has posted their tour dates, immediately IMs and texts two hundred of her closest friends and then spends the next few weeks begging and pleading for one of us  to take her to the &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/shes-with-band-part-i-beg-and-ye-shall.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-8685584150337456075</id><published>2009-09-24T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:45:12.737-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="news" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="this life" /><title type="text">Here Is A Story About a Trapped Penis</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8685584150337456075/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=8685584150337456075" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/8685584150337456075" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/8685584150337456075" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/8dLs4R6coXM/here-is-story-about-trapped-penis.html" title="Here Is A Story About a Trapped Penis" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/SrwCo_VOeZI/AAAAAAAAA5I/KNM1u8hJIjA/s72-c/trapped-penis.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><content type="html">I hadn't posted for awhile and was working on something to put up today, but then I came across this little gem and knew that you'd much rather read about a trapped penis than any stories about my sub-par parenting. Personally, I'd rather read about a trapped penis than just about anything else in this world.So the story is that the Fire Department Urban Search and Rescue team in Costa Mesa, CA &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/here-is-story-about-trapped-penis.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-267050124287889631</id><published>2009-08-21T12:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T16:46:07.878-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="things i love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teens" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="this life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tweens" /><title type="text">This is not a sponsored post. Or is it?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/267050124287889631/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=267050124287889631" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/267050124287889631" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/267050124287889631" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/Pel9-vnYQ6Y/this-is-not-sponsored-post-or-is-it.html" title="This is not a sponsored post. Or is it?" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/So8g-f-4i3I/AAAAAAAAA4w/lJT1xH566yc/s72-c/paper-heart.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><content type="html">No it isn't, but like the movie I'm going to talk about, Paper Heart, it's always good to keep people guessing. (I know there's been a a lot of controversy in the blogosphere lately about people getting paid for posts, and I just wanted to make things perfectly clear: Who in their right mind would pay me for this? Although it sure would have helped, because that $30 bucket of popcorn and those &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-not-sponsored-post-or-is-it.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-7301679141123984881</id><published>2009-08-08T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T16:08:39.310-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="celebrity" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mamapop" /><title type="text">MamaPop: Jon Gosselin's Stomach Is Telling Us To Go To Hell</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7301679141123984881/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=7301679141123984881" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/7301679141123984881" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/7301679141123984881" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/-2sdaAZ_zaE/mamapop-jon-gosselins-stomach-is.html" title="MamaPop: Jon Gosselin's Stomach Is Telling Us To Go To Hell" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/Sn4EbwQWbhI/AAAAAAAAA3o/izNkRPNO258/s72-c/jon-gosselin-s-stomach.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">I have a new post up on MamaPop about Jon Gosselin's stomach. Let's just say it involves Jon's stomach speaking to me in the voice of McGruff the Crime Dog. My God, if that doesn't just make you put down your Wii remote and rush right on over, I don't know what will.So there's this picture that's been all over the internet, of Jon Gosselin exposing his stomach. There he is nonchalantly texting &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/mamapop-jon-gosselins-stomach-is.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-6258343725686537243</id><published>2009-07-29T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T13:12:05.120-07:00</updated><title type="text">Ladies and Gentlemen, the future President of the United States</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6258343725686537243/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=6258343725686537243" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/6258343725686537243" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/6258343725686537243" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/x5-y3B8Es8w/ladies-and-gentlemen-future-president.html" title="Ladies and Gentlemen, the future President of the United States" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/SnCmSsrzkgI/AAAAAAAAA28/0etBuQSCVaM/s72-c/IMG_3662.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total><content type="html">So Kiyomi graduated from elementary school in June and I didn't write about it here although I've had every intention of doing so. Like so many things, I mean well,  but can never find the time. Just like that bag of dry cleaning I've been meaning to take in forever, although someone pointed out that by the time I do all the clothes in there will be totally outdated. But I told them, who are you &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/07/ladies-and-gentlemen-future-president.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-4346168491883117206</id><published>2009-07-13T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T14:57:25.800-07:00</updated><title type="text">This is what I did last month, besides fill out forms</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4346168491883117206/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=4346168491883117206" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/4346168491883117206" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/4346168491883117206" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/WBbZZPeCc5c/this-is-what-i-did-last-month-besides.html" title="This is what I did last month, besides fill out forms" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/SluiPDKsMfI/AAAAAAAAA18/aABPIY4zN78/s72-c/kim-cover.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><content type="html">Last month is a blur, mainly because it seems like I spent the entire thirty days hunched over my desk, my writing hand turning into a cramped mass as I filled out form after form after form for things like summer camp, end of school activities and registration for Kiyomi to enter middle school. I would come to bed at night and Rigel would say, “What’s that smell?” and I would have to tell him it&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-what-i-did-last-month-besides.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-2361080946855163983</id><published>2009-07-09T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T11:43:31.867-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="married" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bad things" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="this life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="offspring" /><title type="text">If you saw this thing you wouldn't be laughing</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2361080946855163983/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=2361080946855163983" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/2361080946855163983" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/2361080946855163983" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/rCkvAjiuY0g/if-you-saw-this-thing-you-wouldnt-be.html" title="If you saw this thing you wouldn't be laughing" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/Snx1pWIjktI/AAAAAAAAA3g/vwL9EXrL0BM/s72-c/video-not-available.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><content type="html">Last week as the girls and I were getting ready to leave for an errand, I was attacked by a wasp. For those of you who think I'm exaggerating (and I've been known to on occasion) let me just say I'm not embellishing in the least here, this thing was as big as my palm and its head was the size of a marble. I could see its hairy legs kicking around, and I swear as it came at me it hissed, "Get &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-you-saw-this-thing-you-wouldnt-be.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-2163916033313425999</id><published>2009-06-29T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:15:26.750-07:00</updated><title type="text">Just Say No, No, No: Amy Winehouse's New Line of Greeting Cards and Wrapping Paper</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2163916033313425999/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=2163916033313425999" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/2163916033313425999" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/2163916033313425999" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/DHxNBaKHViU/just-say-no-no-no-amy-winehouses-new.html" title="Just Say No, No, No: Amy Winehouse's New Line of Greeting Cards and Wrapping Paper" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/Skl0q4qDeyI/AAAAAAAAA0E/XrSIXpParGQ/s72-c/amy-winehouse-greeting-cards-wrapping-paper-emi.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><content type="html">I have a new post up at MamaPop about Amy Winehouse getting her very own line of greeting cards and wrapping paper. For some reason this makes me want to down a bottle of tequila.So I'm wondering how the product meeting went, the one where they came up with the idea to market a line of Amy Winehouse greeting cards and wrapping paper. I'm thinking someone suggested a line of flasks, or perhaps a &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-say-no-no-no-amy-winehouses-new.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-2995195935086068856</id><published>2009-06-25T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:32:04.064-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="things i love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="loss" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="this life" /><title type="text">Michael Jackson</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2995195935086068856/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=2995195935086068856" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/2995195935086068856" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/2995195935086068856" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/DuAkgcMjJGo/michael-jackson.html" title="Michael Jackson" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><content type="html">I heard this on the radio today and almost burst into tears. I grew up listening to Michael Jackson. I don't care what anyone says, the guy was a freakin' genius when it came to songwriting. I'm going to miss him.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .tags: michael jackson | i'll be there | jackson 5 &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-5623322495976823603</id><published>2009-06-23T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T14:28:36.891-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teens" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="money" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="this life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="middle school" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fashion" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tweens" /><title type="text">I just figured out what to do with the kids this summer</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5623322495976823603/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=5623322495976823603" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/5623322495976823603" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/5623322495976823603" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/ycTXO4yV80Q/i-just-figured-out-what-to-do-with-kids.html" title="I just figured out what to do with the kids this summer" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/SkFDVFJm3_I/AAAAAAAAAz8/LWmbKV67CsI/s72-c/prom-dress-coffee-filters.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><content type="html">I took Kira and Kiyomi shopping the other day and figured out that in a few years I'll be flat broke and homeless. When someone asks me why I'm living in a tent on Wilshire boulevard and eating cat food with my weathered, blistered fingers, I can tell them how it's all because of a couple of pairs of leggings from American Apparel and that sequined tunic from Hot Topic.Then I found this story &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-figured-out-what-to-do-with-kids.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-1661965101447705266</id><published>2009-06-11T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T14:49:08.006-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="this life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="celebrity" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="television" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mamapop" /><title type="text">Gordon Ramsay, You've Been Served.</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1661965101447705266/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=1661965101447705266" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/1661965101447705266" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/1661965101447705266" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/9vrdGIYDRv4/gordon-ramsay-youve-been-served.html" title="Gordon Ramsay, You've Been Served." /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/SjFZ58pqsII/AAAAAAAAAzc/Saa-OSgeEiM/s72-c/gordon-ramsay.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">My newest post is up on MamaPop and it's titled, "Turns Out Gordon Ramsay Really IS an Asshole." Well, I guess that kind of explains it all.Ever since Matlock went off the air I'd been looking for a new TV show to occupy my time. That changed a few years ago when Hell's Kitchen came on the scene and I'd tune in every week to see Gordon Ramsay berate, belittle and bully his lowly contestants until&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/gordon-ramsay-youve-been-served.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-4191600688904318779</id><published>2009-05-19T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:00:19.329-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teens" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="genlux" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="interviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="this life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="celebrity" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tweens" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="offspring" /><title type="text">Here's one of those posts where I try and make my life look interesting</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4191600688904318779/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=4191600688904318779" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/4191600688904318779" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/4191600688904318779" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/0ksD_NjK92U/heres-one-of-those-posts-where-i-try.html" title="Here's one of those posts where I try and make my life look interesting" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/ShMYkSovxMI/AAAAAAAAAy8/t8IumxnwIFY/s72-c/IMG_0907.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">12</thr:total><content type="html">I'm going to write one of those entries that condenses the events of the past few weeks or so into a few short, neat paragraphs. This makes my life look way more interesting than it is because it's action-packed and gives the impression that I'm doing something other than updating my Facebook profile every five minutes. You may even say to yourself, "Holy crap that Sweatpantsmom has got an &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/heres-one-of-those-posts-where-i-try.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-7929904842278512770</id><published>2009-05-11T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:48:13.666-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="this life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="celebrity" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mamapop" /><title type="text">I Think About Denise Richards So You Don't Have to</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7929904842278512770/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=7929904842278512770" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/7929904842278512770" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/7929904842278512770" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/aKN6GonfLb4/i-think-about-denise-richards-so-you.html" title="I Think About Denise Richards So You Don't Have to" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/Sgi0DX_ghZI/AAAAAAAAAyk/553r27EPgL8/s72-c/denise-richards-ballgame.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><content type="html">My latest post is up over on MamaPop, and in it I ponder the enigma that is Denise Richards. Why is she so famous? Who asked her to sing? Did she really ask for Charlie Sheen's sperm?  Some may call it an obsession, but I just call it the musings of a concerned citizen.You can read more, and listen to Denise sing over here.Let's just say she's no Susan Boyle.And speaking of Susan Boyle, &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-about-denise-richards-so-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-4635370704520515447</id><published>2009-04-23T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:25:05.832-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teens" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="this life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tweens" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="offspring" /><title type="text">What a girl wants</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4635370704520515447/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=4635370704520515447" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/4635370704520515447" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/4635370704520515447" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/wpGevTbfq-Q/what-girl-wants.html" title="What a girl wants" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/SfBDVr5e--I/AAAAAAAAAyE/UoQPU0Gv-j8/s72-c/capo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><content type="html">Kira turned thirteen last week and I vowed a week of posts about her, but as you can see that hasn't happened.  Not that it would matter to her, since she would be perfectly happy if I never mentioned her on my blog, ever.  Apparently there are some people who just don't like having every little detail of their life splattered across the internet for strangers to see.  Strange, I know.  I would &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-girl-wants.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-4250307479034784217</id><published>2009-04-17T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T15:46:14.866-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="this life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="celebrity" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="l.a. moms blog" /><title type="text">LA Moms Blog: I wouldn't know a celebrity if they moved in next door to me</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4250307479034784217/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=4250307479034784217" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/4250307479034784217" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/4250307479034784217" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/V-6-PxBrToI/la-moms-blog-i-wouldnt-know-celebrity.html" title="LA Moms Blog: I wouldn't know a celebrity if they moved in next door to me" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/SejeicLYUUI/AAAAAAAAAx0/APaAND7C5O4/s72-c/celebrity-3.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">I know I promised a week of posts about Kira, but that'll have to wait until next week since I'm busy preparing for the 20 teen girls who are going to descend on our house tomorrow for her 13th birthday party.  So my current post on the LA Moms Blog will have to do. Besides, I thought many of you would probably rather check out a half-naked picture of my good friend David Boreanaz anyways.Almost &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/2009/04/la-moms-blog-i-wouldnt-know-celebrity.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-6828985253458292207</id><published>2009-04-14T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T00:16:51.208-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teens" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="this life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tweens" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="offspring" /><title type="text">Let me tell you about Kira</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweatpantsmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6828985253458292207/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9841971&amp;postID=6828985253458292207" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/6828985253458292207" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9841971/posts/default/6828985253458292207" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gRFr/~3/jU5HG7P692Q/let-me-tell-you-about-kira.html" title="Let me tell you about Kira" /><author><name>sweatpantsmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="07501709308470188925" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3XX_TTjgN8/SeUBegKoWoI/AAAAAAAAAxs/E9zgzZis7LQ/s72-c/bday.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><content type="html">Kira turns 13 this week, and in honor of her becoming a teenager I'm going to do a week of posts about her. I'm also thinking of relaxing the No Reading My Blog rule, so that she can see what people are talking about when they walk up to her and say things like, "That was so funny what your mom said about you," and "If my mom said those things about me in public I'd DIE."  Also, I'm hoping it'll &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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