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Stewart is my other imaginary boyfriend?" /><category term="around the neighborhood" /><category term="Another post that makes no sense at all" /><category term="is it fried?" /><category term="I know gourmet" /><category term="soccer" /><category term="summer vacation" /><category term="what makes me happy" /><category term="I can't even tell you how much lighter I feel with that off my chest" /><category term="what would I do without you?" /><category term="just call me wonder woman" /><category term="it's your lucky day" /><category term="yes I know I'm nuts but it's not entirely my fault" /><category term="look what I got" /><category term="school" /><category term="gratitude" /><category term="I'm a big baby" /><category term="black friday" /><category term="wanted" /><category term="I bet your day is looking a lot better now" /><category term="wonderflonium" /><category term="love is in the air" /><category term="on your mark-get set-VOTE" /><category term="look what I made" /><category term="so there" /><category term="church" /><category term="food" /><category term="Japan" /><category term="I know you are laughing your stinking head off now" /><category term="derby day" /><category term="I think I could have added a few more links if I tried just a little harder" /><category term="so what" /><category term="this is why you pay me the big bucks" /><title>it's not as easy as it looks</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>709</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/yPlPSa" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/yplpsa" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8DRXg5eip7ImA9WhRUFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-8103690158030448141</id><published>2012-01-27T14:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T14:14:34.622-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-27T14:14:34.622-07:00</app:edited><title>Holy Hannah!</title><summary type="html">I'm sure you guys have seen all of these "people say" videos, these two are my favorite.

The funniest part about this one is that this is not even a joke. My kids say things like "Shut the H up!" and "It was freaking huge!" ALL THE TIME! I personally find real swear words therapeutic and much to my daughter's dismay use them more often than she would like.


I could really go for a filet-o-fish &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/X3RLpKEBiNc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8103690158030448141/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=8103690158030448141" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/8103690158030448141?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/8103690158030448141?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/X3RLpKEBiNc/holy-hannah.html" title="Holy Hannah!" /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/tv83dtFKPAs/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2012/01/holy-hannah.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8CSHg_eip7ImA9WhRUFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-1104070206970414794</id><published>2012-01-25T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T13:54:29.642-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-25T13:54:29.642-07:00</app:edited><title>For Scott</title><summary type="html">My brother has found himself with a little free time recently and he's become a HUGE fan of my blog. In fact he relies on me to keep him "in the know". He asked me to write a summary of last night's State of the Union. He couldn't watch because he was busy watching the Ky game.

Here's my summary~Barack Obama is no George Bush.

And to prove I can multitask~

New uniforms





And related story
&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/qvcRdPiQbfg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1104070206970414794/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=1104070206970414794" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/1104070206970414794?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/1104070206970414794?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/qvcRdPiQbfg/for-scott.html" title="For Scott" /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OigzqG31ag0/TyBE0m8CC3I/AAAAAAAAEDc/7ZAxC90iiWo/s72-c/AkBRaNpCIAAUyQV.jpg-large" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2012/01/for-scott.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkECR3s7eip7ImA9WhRUFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-1414932051156137183</id><published>2012-01-25T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T09:57:46.502-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-25T09:57:46.502-07:00</app:edited><title>Sucktastic</title><summary type="html">I did not want to get out of bed this morning, but you know how it goes, if I don't get up, no one else gets up, blah, blah, blah. I should have just left us all in bed. I'm so tired and mentally unstable and my husband is out of town and, before I say one more pathetic thing about my pathetic self, I KNOW that there are so many people with harder lives, much harder lives, than mine. I KNOW my &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/dS5-NPRtJ4s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1414932051156137183/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=1414932051156137183" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/1414932051156137183?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/1414932051156137183?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/dS5-NPRtJ4s/sucktastic.html" title="Sucktastic" /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2012/01/sucktastic.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQBRn89eSp7ImA9WhRUE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-4577175138714720433</id><published>2012-01-23T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T08:25:57.161-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-23T08:25:57.161-07:00</app:edited><title>So, what's new?</title><summary type="html">How was your weekend? Mine was meh.

Friday I went to a funeral.  I’ve decided that if you can get out of here and leave your grandkids weeping you win. Seriously.  My newest goal is to be such a rocking grandma that my teenage grandchildren agree to give sobbing speeches at my funeral, because if you can bring teenagers to their knees you must have been an amazing person. That’s my theory anyway&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/7C4bLVUGS_I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4577175138714720433/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=4577175138714720433" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/4577175138714720433?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/4577175138714720433?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/7C4bLVUGS_I/so-whats-new.html" title="So, what's new?" /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-whats-new.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMMQHY-fSp7ImA9WhRVE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-1765029120440140215</id><published>2012-01-11T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T11:44:41.855-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-11T11:44:41.855-07:00</app:edited><title>Can we talk about food?</title><summary type="html">
Of course we can. But before we do, I feel like I need to apologize for getting that awful song stuck in anyone else's head. Sorry. I'm sure you'll be glad to hear that I did finally got rid of it and I'm sure you will too. Eventually.



Now, food.....This weekend a couple of things came to my attention and I'm not gonna lie, I'm puzzled by some of the things people eat. Really, what are you &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/cd5Bwnc8cwE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1765029120440140215/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=1765029120440140215" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/1765029120440140215?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/1765029120440140215?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/cd5Bwnc8cwE/can-we-talk-about-food.html" title="Can we talk about food?" /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wnJscZxJlfM/Twuz9WYhB0I/AAAAAAAAEC4/5VEYbxcAtRE/s72-c/IMG952012010795200932.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-we-talk-about-food.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEACQHozfCp7ImA9WhRVEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-4637010683602392337</id><published>2012-01-09T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T16:46:01.484-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-09T16:46:01.484-07:00</app:edited><title>This might not seem like an emergency to you....</title><summary type="html">....but my sanity (or um, the little bit that I possess and honestly cannot afford to lose) could be at stake.

You know that thing when you get a song stuck in your head and no matter how many other songs you listen to it won't go away?

UGH! You know what I wanna know? Why don't you ever get stuck with a good song?

Saturday I got into my car after my husband had driven it somewhere and there &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/MD2OrC-R898" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4637010683602392337/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=4637010683602392337" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/4637010683602392337?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/4637010683602392337?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/MD2OrC-R898/this-might-not-seem-like-emergency-to.html" title="This might not seem like an emergency to you...." /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-might-not-seem-like-emergency-to.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMCQ3w-eyp7ImA9WhRWGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-3615087663646730053</id><published>2012-01-06T08:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T10:54:22.253-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-06T10:54:22.253-07:00</app:edited><title>Things I just don't understand.....no matter how hard I try.</title><summary type="html">Ok, a couple of these I haven't tried all that hard to understand, but my time is limited, ya know?

1. Watching movies at school~ What is going on nowadays? I hate to be one of those "back in my day" old ladies (not really, I love saying things like "why when I was a girl..."). My son brought home a list of "films" he may be asked to watch in his writing class. I'm supposed to sign it and send &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/EHN-tv1iotA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3615087663646730053/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=3615087663646730053" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/3615087663646730053?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/3615087663646730053?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/EHN-tv1iotA/things-i-just-dont-understandno-matter.html" title="Things I just don't understand.....no matter how hard I try." /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2012/01/things-i-just-dont-understandno-matter.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYCRX06cCp7ImA9WhRWFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-5250125622318568453</id><published>2012-01-03T11:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:09:24.318-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-03T11:09:24.318-07:00</app:edited><title>Wow! January ALREADY?</title><summary type="html">
Is it my imagination or did December zip by? (Or maybe it just seemed to zip by after I lost all those days in the black hole of jury duty.) Anyway, I'm not all that sad to see December or 2011 go. Not that 2011 was bad. Really, aside from that nervous breakdown I nearly had over my son deciding to get married, it was a pretty good year. But what's done is done, let's get on with 2012, shall we?&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/c0VewuGbJNo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5250125622318568453/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=5250125622318568453" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/5250125622318568453?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/5250125622318568453?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/c0VewuGbJNo/wow-january-already.html" title="Wow! January ALREADY?" /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6R4XUdbuFBQ/TwMu2NhndII/AAAAAAAAD94/R23fdbfk3Ko/s72-c/parenthood.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2012/01/wow-january-already.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8CSXo5fCp7ImA9WhRWFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-9034423143115570321</id><published>2012-01-02T14:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T14:14:28.424-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-02T14:14:28.424-07:00</app:edited><title>Meh, who needs resolutions?</title><summary type="html">I was going to write down some goals, but I got distracted.
 
I started listening to this-
 While reading this-



Then I watched this-


It was the best New Year's Eve I've had in a while.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/R3oSGCBK8IQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/9034423143115570321/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=9034423143115570321" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/9034423143115570321?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/9034423143115570321?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/R3oSGCBK8IQ/meh-who-needs-resolutions.html" title="Meh, who needs resolutions?" /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/hLQl3WQQoQ0/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2012/01/meh-who-needs-resolutions.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4GRng6eSp7ImA9WhRXFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-3191992225323748361</id><published>2011-12-22T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T07:08:47.611-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-22T07:08:47.611-07:00</app:edited><title>I am that girl</title><summary type="html">People of the world, I am that girl who seems to, with little or no effort at all, find herself in one sort or predicament or another ALL THE TIME. I can not even do a simple thing, like my civic duty, without making a mess of things.

You are not going to believe it when I tell you how my time at jury duty turned out. Or maybe you know me better than I know myself and you will not even be the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/3y01z5aR04k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3191992225323748361/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=3191992225323748361" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/3191992225323748361?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/3191992225323748361?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/3y01z5aR04k/i-am-that-girl.html" title="I am that girl" /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-that-girl.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4CQXg9fyp7ImA9WhRXFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-7518048544154197321</id><published>2011-12-21T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T02:16:00.667-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-21T02:16:00.667-07:00</app:edited><title>If it's not one thing......</title><summary type="html">On Sunday I walked away from the computer with my Pinterest page up.

I came back an hour later and found my husband commenting on people's pins signed in as ME!

He was saying things like~
"Why would anyone do that?" and "that's the stupidest thing I've ever seen" and "DUMB"

It's only a matter of time before I get kicked off the internet.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/wIhicCbcurg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7518048544154197321/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=7518048544154197321" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/7518048544154197321?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/7518048544154197321?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/wIhicCbcurg/if-its-not-one-thing.html" title="If it's not one thing......" /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/12/if-its-not-one-thing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EFSHsyfip7ImA9WhRXE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-8304199312880119083</id><published>2011-12-20T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T05:53:39.596-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-20T05:53:39.596-07:00</app:edited><title>For those hard to buy for folks on your list.....</title><summary type="html">
Our family has a Christmas Eve party every year where the white elephant gift exchange portion is always highly anticipated. So much so that some of us are on the lookout all year long for just the right gift. My brother calls me periodically (at least once a week) to tell me he's found something perfect. 



Last night these suggestions came to my phone....



That's right, tequila bottles &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/63ODln3G-pc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8304199312880119083/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=8304199312880119083" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/8304199312880119083?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/8304199312880119083?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/63ODln3G-pc/for-those-hard-to-buy-for-folks-on-your.html" title="For those hard to buy for folks on your list....." /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfEfDwd6fQY/TvACZWk0O-I/AAAAAAAAD84/vmYyQVDyOss/s72-c/IMG-20111219-00035.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/12/for-those-hard-to-buy-for-folks-on-your.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YCR3c7eCp7ImA9WhRXE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-1237253607525845440</id><published>2011-12-19T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T20:19:26.900-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-19T20:19:26.900-07:00</app:edited><title>Bah Humbug!</title><summary type="html">Last night, after opening all the Amazon boxes and having a little gift inventory, I found myself placing a final desperate eleventh hour order in an effort to make sure everyone's dreams come true Sunday morning. I have to tell you, I'm starting to feel a little put out with Christmas.



First of all, I'm having a hard time believing it has been an entire year already, didn't we just celebrate &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/RXgA_DxJsEU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1237253607525845440/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=1237253607525845440" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/1237253607525845440?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/1237253607525845440?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/RXgA_DxJsEU/bah-humbug.html" title="Bah Humbug!" /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/12/bah-humbug.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUGSXs7eCp7ImA9WhRQGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-7258479023188119115</id><published>2011-12-15T09:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T09:40:28.500-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-15T09:40:28.500-07:00</app:edited><title>My karma seems to be a little out of whack</title><summary type="html">This has been a loverly week so far. My washing machine broke (it's fixed now), my husband wrecked his truck (totalled it actually~no one was hurt{thank goodness}), jury duty broke up with me (I'll tell you all about it when I can), and a real live truant officer came to my house. (I thought truant officers were just a trick to keep kids in line.....similar to Santa Claus.)

It's only Thursday, I&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/RWoSn0axrt4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7258479023188119115/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=7258479023188119115" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/7258479023188119115?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/7258479023188119115?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/RWoSn0axrt4/my-karma-seems-to-be-little-out-of.html" title="My karma seems to be a little out of whack" /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-karma-seems-to-be-little-out-of.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUEQX8yeSp7ImA9WhRQGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-5321991315957999693</id><published>2011-12-13T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T08:56:40.191-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-14T08:56:40.191-07:00</app:edited><title>It's not like I have anything better do, right?</title><summary type="html">
You guys!!! Jury duty is eating my life. Today the judge thanked us for being so patient and attentive, then as a reward he informed us the trial was unfortunately going to go at least one day longer than he had estimated. All I can say is thank heavens jury duty is so lucrative. I'm going to need that $12.00 a day to pay for all this junk I've ordered from Amazon.



*ps-I've been so busy I &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/-lnSXO03aic" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5321991315957999693/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=5321991315957999693" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/5321991315957999693?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/5321991315957999693?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/-lnSXO03aic/its-not-like-i-have-anything-better-do.html" title="It's not like I have anything better do, right?" /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4228bScMd2Y/Tug0xCJNMlI/AAAAAAAAD8s/B4Xcp65dO0A/s72-c/42052F58.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-not-like-i-have-anything-better-do.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AMSH4yfyp7ImA9WhRQGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-5534906813364627628</id><published>2011-12-12T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T11:03:09.097-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-14T11:03:09.097-07:00</app:edited><title>It's like living an episode (or a season) of Law &amp; Order</title><summary type="html">In the sense that a judge and lawyers are present.

Last Monday I had to report for jury duty. You know the drill. You get the summons in the mail, you go down to the courthouse at the appointed time, you end up not being needed, you're thanked for your time and you head home, civic duty done, off the hook for 6 months (if it's longer than 6 months before you get another summons where you live I &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/he9QB-Gps-c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5534906813364627628/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=5534906813364627628" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/5534906813364627628?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/5534906813364627628?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/he9QB-Gps-c/its-like-living-episode-or-season-of.html" title="It's like living an episode (or a season) of Law &amp; Order" /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-like-living-episode-or-season-of.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUAQXw4eSp7ImA9WhRQEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-6871469907636576272</id><published>2011-12-07T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T08:54:00.231-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-07T08:54:00.231-07:00</app:edited><title>This is why we can't have nice things.....</title><summary type="html">


I hate cats.


&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/1innGeIpNXI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6871469907636576272/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=6871469907636576272" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/6871469907636576272?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/6871469907636576272?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/1innGeIpNXI/this-is-why-we-cant-have-nice-things.html" title="This is why we can't have nice things....." /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qI3jUL2ea9w/Tt7jE1wUIxI/AAAAAAAAD8c/titLdY7ZFfY/s72-c/12-4-11+003.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-is-why-we-cant-have-nice-things.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0ECRX46eyp7ImA9WhRQGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-1154306071009778377</id><published>2011-12-06T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:41:04.013-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-14T12:41:04.013-07:00</app:edited><title>I know everyone loves to get mail, but.....</title><summary type="html">I'm starting to think our family is not cut out for holiday correspondence. Every year I feel compelled to write a letter.

I feel compelled mostly because I'm in an unofficial competition with my brothers.

I compete even though it's a contest I don't stand a chance of winning. Ever.

Here's why- Brother A always sends one of those "we hate to brag but our family is AWESOME, letters", which &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/hD3Jjb_xNLc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1154306071009778377/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=1154306071009778377" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/1154306071009778377?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/1154306071009778377?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/hD3Jjb_xNLc/i-know-everyone-loves-to-get-mail-but.html" title="I know everyone loves to get mail, but....." /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-know-everyone-loves-to-get-mail-but.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4CQX8yfip7ImA9WhRQEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-3820199674821859830</id><published>2011-12-05T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T06:42:40.196-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-06T06:42:40.196-07:00</app:edited><title>You'd think I'd have better things to do......</title><summary type="html">

Sometimes I look at fashion blogs. Doesn't everyone?

The other day I thought to myself, "Hey self! You're stylish, you should have a fashion blog."

Then I had to pinch my self because it wouldn't stop laughing.

Later, when my self was taking a nap I decided I would post some pictures and let you decide. Plus, I'm bored and I have no pride what so ever, AND I KNOW you often say to your selves&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/FCTm-nrr97E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3820199674821859830/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=3820199674821859830" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/3820199674821859830?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/3820199674821859830?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/FCTm-nrr97E/youd-think-id-have-better-things-to-do.html" title="You'd think I'd have better things to do......" /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-237RsPpOyTA/Ttjaki492iI/AAAAAAAAD7o/6OW1uEp54us/s72-c/nov11+005.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/12/youd-think-id-have-better-things-to-do.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04CSX08eyp7ImA9WhRRF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-5689051115066285982</id><published>2011-12-01T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T06:26:08.373-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-01T06:26:08.373-07:00</app:edited><title>I think.....</title><summary type="html">....I'm going to have to get a big ol' poster of this quote to hang above my bed so I can read it every evening before I go to sleep.

"Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense."&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/VOY-VVtJtxQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5689051115066285982/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=5689051115066285982" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/5689051115066285982?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/5689051115066285982?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/VOY-VVtJtxQ/i-think.html" title="I think....." /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-think.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4DSXs7eCp7ImA9WhRRFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-1351026235624929201</id><published>2011-11-30T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T08:46:18.500-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-30T08:46:18.500-07:00</app:edited><title>Some stuff I really love right now~</title><summary type="html">
1. Amazon.com I have barely left my home and yet I am nearly done Christmas shopping thanks to Amazon. I love being able to sit in my bed and shop while watching Mad Men re-runs. 



2. Bounce Dryer Bar I didn't expect to like this thing, in fact I was kind of annoyed with myself when it came in the mail.  I'd gotten an e-mail that said something like~ "Wah wah would you like to try wah wah free&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/raMm3QI-D78" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1351026235624929201/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=1351026235624929201" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/1351026235624929201?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/1351026235624929201?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/raMm3QI-D78/some-stuff-i-really-love-right-now.html" title="Some stuff I really love right now~" /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YpVbn2COVww/TtYwsRbcevI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/BoJz_nad0gk/s72-c/nov11%2B036.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/11/some-stuff-i-really-love-right-now.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8GQnY6eSp7ImA9WhRRFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422966929675681404.post-5433668133243562850</id><published>2011-11-28T22:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T22:17:03.811-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-28T22:17:03.811-07:00</app:edited><title>Just the thing...</title><summary type="html">
.....for the person on your list who has everything.


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Really people? This is not right. 

Diapers that look like Santa pants? COME ON!! 

Is there no end to the things we will put small children through?



Obviously not. 
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Yes, I do know that Thanksgiving has not even arrived yet, and that there are those who think it's too early for Holiday Music, I'm mostly one of those people, but I bought this yesterday and it's&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~4/BqaF3RxfrVk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2128228287811713524/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7422966929675681404&amp;postID=2128228287811713524" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/2128228287811713524?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7422966929675681404/posts/default/2128228287811713524?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yPlPSa/~3/BqaF3RxfrVk/fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-laaaaa.html" title="Fa la la la la, la la la laaaaa." /><author><name>wesley's mom (sue)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766551678969367257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qoQSCGLqYK4/TcPuNMxMDxI/AAAAAAAADjc/wc2NWk---sY/s220/IMG_7214.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://everyoneissocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/11/fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-laaaaa.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

