<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931</id><updated>2012-02-10T15:58:07.790-05:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='illness'/><category term='contests'/><category term='Oprah'/><category term='books'/><category term='step mothering'/><category term='Rick Springfield'/><category term='Gayle King'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='Change'/><category term='winter'/><category term='authors/library'/><category term='Family rain'/><category term='cub scout'/><category term='Friend'/><category term='baseball/softball'/><category term='sex'/><category term='mothers'/><category term='stationery'/><category term='family'/><category term='craft space'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='bus'/><category term='Tweens'/><category term='kids'/><category term='School'/><category term='friends'/><category term='paper'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='5 for Friday'/><category term='weather'/><category term='women'/><category term='Wordful Wednesday'/><category term='stylish living'/><category term='politics'/><category term='World&apos;s Greatest Husband'/><category term='gone viral contest'/><category term='vlog family'/><category term='blended family'/><category term='joy'/><category term='Divorce'/><category term='Monday Loves'/><category term='working'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='Blogging'/><category term='teenagers'/><category term='40 and Fabulous'/><category term='Beach'/><category term='hectic life'/><category term='Five for Friday'/><category term='food'/><category term='Love'/><category term='career'/><category term='fun'/><category term='weight'/><category term='Paperly'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>PAPER MOM</title><subtitle type='html'>Mom, Step-Mo, Wife and Crafty Diva
Celebrating Life, Love, 5 Kids &amp;amp; Paper</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>337</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-1891967164089390701</id><published>2012-02-10T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T15:58:07.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>Five great things about today...&lt;br /&gt;Visited A.C. Moore, Michaels and Joanne Fabric all in one day!&lt;br /&gt;Major work event secured with date and special guest.&lt;br /&gt;Cub scout got 100 on his spelling test.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday art class in cancelled due to projected snow - that means we can sleep in!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;World's Greatest Husband went grocery shopping last night.&lt;br /&gt;Bonus - bumped into an old friend on my shopping trip... so good to see her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend paper peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-1891967164089390701?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/1891967164089390701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=1891967164089390701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1891967164089390701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1891967164089390701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2012/02/five-for-friday_10.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-3598375604320857928</id><published>2012-02-06T16:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T16:12:17.948-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Winter</title><content type='html'>I've blogged about my dislike of winter for years. &lt;br /&gt;I hate winter.&lt;br /&gt;I hate snow.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the the cold temperatures.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing can somewhat tolerate is winter fashion. &amp;nbsp;I like wearing scarves. It is a fashion staple I enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I realized my dislike with the season isn't really about the snow, freezing rain, and cold temperatures. &amp;nbsp;It's about the unpredictability of the weather. &amp;nbsp;Now, you are never ever going to hear me say "I love winter" but if there was a winter to love, it would be this one. Everyday the temperature is 40 or above I consider it a little gift from God straight to me. &amp;nbsp;Now that being said, I still hate this winter. &amp;nbsp;I still dread my winter days, bundling up, scraping the windshield and god forbid - getting the kids ready to go out and play in the snow. &amp;nbsp;Therefore my seasonal disorder is more about waiting for the other shoe to drop or snowflake to fall. &amp;nbsp; The unpredictability of New England weather. &amp;nbsp;I truly need to move to Marco Island where the biggest question of the day that relates to weather, fashion and lifestyle is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;what color flip flops should I wear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;42 more days until spring and yes, I am counting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-3598375604320857928?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/3598375604320857928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=3598375604320857928&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3598375604320857928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3598375604320857928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2012/02/winter.html' title='Winter'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-8250226411566322652</id><published>2012-02-03T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T15:17:09.449-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five for Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>Five great things about today - really I only need to document one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laughing, drinking coffee, shopping and feeling sane with my dearest college bestie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-8250226411566322652?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/8250226411566322652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=8250226411566322652&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8250226411566322652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8250226411566322652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2012/02/five-for-friday.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-6372676288584622268</id><published>2012-02-01T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T14:59:05.265-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40 and Fabulous'/><title type='text'>Oh Life</title><content type='html'>I've struggled to keep up with my daily journal...&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I start them...&lt;br /&gt;At the start of the new year I was intrigued by the one sentence journal...&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I start them...&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am on to a new type of journaling and wanted to share...&lt;br /&gt;visit&lt;a href="http://www.ohlife.com/"&gt; www.ohlife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This journal is online with a daily email "kick in the pants" reminder.&lt;br /&gt;Every evening an email arrives asking "how is your day going?" &amp;nbsp;simply reply to the email and your journal is kept. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, I start them....&lt;br /&gt;Let's see where this one goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-6372676288584622268?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/6372676288584622268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=6372676288584622268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/6372676288584622268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/6372676288584622268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2012/02/oh-life.html' title='Oh Life'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-5176401911016204218</id><published>2012-01-30T14:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T14:27:11.806-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><title type='text'>Pinterest &amp; A 12 Step program</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7_ZivMvMvw/Tybtl4TABfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/cgXgk334tz8/s1600/LogoRed.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7_ZivMvMvw/Tybtl4TABfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/cgXgk334tz8/s1600/LogoRed.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;OH MY - - -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/span&gt; is so addicting&lt;br /&gt;I am sort of scared as to where this might lead. &amp;nbsp;My son is home sick today (he seems to be having a reaction to something) with horrible hives. &amp;nbsp;My poor little cub scout. &amp;nbsp;This has given me the opportunity to surf the super highway of mommy heaven... pretty things on pinterest.... My boy is happy watching television without having to fight his siblings for the remote. &amp;nbsp;I am thrilled to be pinning away. &amp;nbsp;We are making the absolute best of a bad situation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-5176401911016204218?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/5176401911016204218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=5176401911016204218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/5176401911016204218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/5176401911016204218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2012/01/pinterest-and-12-step-program.html' title='Pinterest &amp; A 12 Step program'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7_ZivMvMvw/Tybtl4TABfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/cgXgk334tz8/s72-c/LogoRed.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-8976251774204212257</id><published>2012-01-27T09:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T09:50:22.752-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five for Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>five for Friday</title><content type='html'>Five great things about today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. New iphones on the way!&lt;br /&gt;2. A rainy day - perfect for cleaning my house - Now I have to find some motivation&lt;br /&gt;3. Trying hard to see some professional positives. Reflection is a powerful tool.&lt;br /&gt;4. Fresh, clean, new sheets.&lt;br /&gt;5. Date with the Worlds' Greatest Husband tonight....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your day shines and weekend sparkles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-8976251774204212257?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/8976251774204212257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=8976251774204212257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8976251774204212257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8976251774204212257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2012/01/five-for-friday.html' title='five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-1985305523077231084</id><published>2012-01-25T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:50:37.449-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blended family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divorce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>The life of a Step-Mo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VWSE1OxtHk0/TyBqj61WpjI/AAAAAAAAAfs/GVjtd-7ZNys/s1600/stepmonster_cover_sm.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VWSE1OxtHk0/TyBqj61WpjI/AAAAAAAAAfs/GVjtd-7ZNys/s320/stepmonster_cover_sm.gif" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to be the best Step-Mo around I am reading Dr. Wednesday Martin's book &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stepmonster. &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am enjoying it. &amp;nbsp;It is nice to share and learn from another Step-Mo and it's nice to know I am not crazy. &amp;nbsp;I'll blog more but for now, go get the book. &amp;nbsp;I am amazed at the assumptions we have as Step-Mo and ex-wife and biological mom. &amp;nbsp;We really do ourselves no favors as women. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday I shared a snippet of the book with the World's Greatest Husband and he gave me the sweetest compliments about my journey as Step-Mo. His words made me feel like a Step-Mo rock star. &amp;nbsp; Yes, there are many reasons why I married him and he is clearly one of the reasons why this family of seven works! &amp;nbsp;This path is not easy, glamorous or what I had ever imagined for myself - - - &amp;nbsp;but possible with him by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-1985305523077231084?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/1985305523077231084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=1985305523077231084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1985305523077231084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1985305523077231084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2012/01/life-of-step-mo.html' title='The life of a Step-Mo'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VWSE1OxtHk0/TyBqj61WpjI/AAAAAAAAAfs/GVjtd-7ZNys/s72-c/stepmonster_cover_sm.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-5426023787802768022</id><published>2012-01-17T17:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T17:28:28.716-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fWxwH0RqdNk/TxX1ydCUHqI/AAAAAAAAAfk/pL9J3giR-a4/s1600/snow.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fWxwH0RqdNk/TxX1ydCUHqI/AAAAAAAAAfk/pL9J3giR-a4/s1600/snow.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;As I looked out my bathroom window last night and saw the glow of the freshly fallen snow peacefully lighting up the night.... I almost said it..... almost.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I thought better of it and went with....&lt;br /&gt;How will I get to my 9 am meeting if school is delayed?&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold, the driveway will be an ice rink.&lt;br /&gt;We don't have any ice melt in the garage. We will slide down the driveway to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;When will the plow guy get here? Will he even come? and do I even have $30 in my checking account right now to pay him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the record, I continue to hate winter especially now that the snow has fallen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-5426023787802768022?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/5426023787802768022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=5426023787802768022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/5426023787802768022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/5426023787802768022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2012/01/as-i-looked-out-my-bathroom-window-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fWxwH0RqdNk/TxX1ydCUHqI/AAAAAAAAAfk/pL9J3giR-a4/s72-c/snow.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-8275536536981842430</id><published>2012-01-13T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T09:31:29.047-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Princess Diana</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Do youremember watching the Royal Wedding?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;NotKate and William, I am going back… old school….remember Charles and Diana?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ahhhh, the People’s Princess, Lady Di. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;A woman of style, class, beauty and grace.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She was truly a beautiful woman.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This week I had the biggest treat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A girl treat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;A mommy treat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A ladies onlytreat….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I had anopportunity to visit Diana a Celebration an award winning exhibition thatchronicles the life and work of Princess Diana. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;So believeit or not I was actually able to sneak out of the house twice this week withtwo gal pals.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We had the day planned forlast Sunday but the wait for the exhibit was two hours.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We decided to grab a bite to eat and visitthe exhibit on a week night when the line wasn’t so overwhelming (good choicebut honestly our dinner date took longer than it would have been to wait in lineand visit the exhibit) BONUS FOR ME – two nights out. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The exhibitwas one of those moments of wonder and joy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;It was delightful and made you love Princess Diana even more.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The wedding gown was stunning. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;The 28 displayed suits, dresses and gowns? Breathtaking.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was a feel good, girlfriend kind ofday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;Visit the&lt;a href="http://www.dianaexhibition.com/"&gt; website&lt;/a&gt; to learn more and watch a videoclip.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="82" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wns9pNxPiT8/TxA_x_eWq6I/AAAAAAAAAfc/b4AXtgkMz0E/s400/diana_a_celebration_header.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-8275536536981842430?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/8275536536981842430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=8275536536981842430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8275536536981842430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8275536536981842430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2012/01/princess-diana.html' title='Princess Diana'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wns9pNxPiT8/TxA_x_eWq6I/AAAAAAAAAfc/b4AXtgkMz0E/s72-c/diana_a_celebration_header.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-1680453931432686648</id><published>2012-01-09T19:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T19:35:13.552-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><title type='text'>Lucky me</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lucky Me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was dreading my doctor’s appointment today.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The thought of having to face the number onthe scale and the woman who has been so supportive of my weight loss in thesame moment was not something I was looking forward to.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Guess what? My doctor didn’t weigh me and thenurse didn’t weigh me either.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;No oneasked me to step on the ol’ scale.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Seriously, did they forget?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Iwasn’t about to remind her I practically ran out of the office hoping shewouldn’t run after me and announce “oh we forgot to weigh you”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was happy to not have to face themusic.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Well actually, I am ready to loseit.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am sick of the few extra pounds I’vepacked on.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But not having to explain myconstant chewing throughout the holiday season was a relief that I wasn’texpecting… Yippee for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Silly littlething but it made my day a good day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-1680453931432686648?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/1680453931432686648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=1680453931432686648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1680453931432686648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1680453931432686648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2012/01/lucky-me.html' title='Lucky me'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-674664193467156644</id><published>2012-01-05T23:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T06:30:36.254-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Dear Governor Malloy - With Thanks - Paper Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dear Governor Malloy,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well it’s your one year anniversary and traditional giftgiving etiquette lists paper as the appropriate anniversary gift so in thespirit of tradition, I think it is only fitting to celebrate with ananniversary &lt;b&gt;PAPER Mom post. Get it? PAPER? PAPER MOM?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;From a rowdy town hall meeting in Norwich &amp;nbsp;(&lt;a href="http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/paper-mom-votes-for-malloy.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;see my Paper Mom votes for Malloy post on 3/10/11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) toa family field trip to the capitol (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/04/paper-mom-meets-governor-fun-day.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;see my Paper Mom meets the governor fun day post on 4/21/11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )&amp;nbsp;to a calculated anniversary discussion,our paths have crossed again.&amp;nbsp; A yearlater, I have to say – I am still a Governor Dannel Malloy fan.&amp;nbsp; A bit older, smarter and settled, I write tosay&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I walked out of your Town Hall Meeting &amp;nbsp;last March encouraged, &amp;nbsp;it served as a little government pep rally forme, &amp;nbsp;but as the year went on I became cautiousand I would go so far as to say, fearful.&amp;nbsp; Likethe spouse of many state employees, I spent many nights worrying about thestability of the World’s Greatest Husband’s position.&amp;nbsp; I have worried for the growth of our town knowingthat funding is a constant issue, what does that mean to our five kids andtheir education? Will our Library have to once again close for two weeks? &amp;nbsp;Will our most fragile citizens and theorganizations that support them have an opportunity to grow and strengthen sowe can be a stronger community?&amp;nbsp; Yes,even with our busy life with five children, I find lots of time to worry.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The truth is, a year later&lt;b&gt; I feel hopeful.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I can’t entirely explain it because we stillstruggle to pay our bills, our city budget remains fragile and my kids arestill picky eaters - But I am hopeful.&amp;nbsp; Maybeit’s the spirit of the New Year and my renewed mind-set that&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;life is good&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Whatever it is, I’ve made a choice to focuson the positive because where does the negative get us?&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tonight’s conversation was well done.&amp;nbsp; Ray Hackett and the Norwich Bulletinfacilitated a smart, civil, spirited opportunity to reflect on the past year. &amp;nbsp;For me, that went beyond politics. &amp;nbsp;The audience was filled with communityleaders, decision makers and area notables.&amp;nbsp;I can only hope that they too felt hopeful because collectively we canwork together to make Norwich and Connecticut a better place. Thank you for allthe long hours, tough decisions and courage to act.&amp;nbsp; It is not an easy job.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fondly,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Paper Mom&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;PS – No need to worry about spending any additional time in an emergency command center due to major weatherproblems.&amp;nbsp; The World’s Greatest Husbandhad our snow blower fixed and that guarantees – NO SNOW.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-674664193467156644?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/674664193467156644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=674664193467156644&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/674664193467156644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/674664193467156644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2012/01/dear-governor-malloy-well-its-your-one.html' title='Dear Governor Malloy - With Thanks - Paper Mom'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-8274260791253558726</id><published>2012-01-04T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T11:18:53.714-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Focus on 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;With a sick kid home from school the past two days, I've been able to surf the web and get my fill of new years goal setting thoughts, resolutions and new ideas. &amp;nbsp;I guess it is the perk of having to be home with a kid who has had a fever. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've given an enormous amount of thought to the energy that we put out and the energy that comes back to us. &amp;nbsp;I am a believer in this. &amp;nbsp;I could go into a long explanation that references my down and out divorce days and then the days where I began to see things with clarity and how that changed my world or I can skip the details and just repeat ...... I am a believer in the energy we put out and the energy that comes back to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am focusing on one word for 2012&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; - LUCKY&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one symbol&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1vxv9DV8_oA/TwR1hshdgcI/AAAAAAAAAfU/YU9BHXzAKqY/s1600/heart.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1vxv9DV8_oA/TwR1hshdgcI/AAAAAAAAAfU/YU9BHXzAKqY/s200/heart.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I chose the word &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Lucky" &lt;/span&gt;because sometimes I can forget how wonderful my life really is. &amp;nbsp;I have many things that make me a lucky lady and I don't want to lose sight of the "Good Life" that I live. &amp;nbsp;I also know that when I pay attention to feeling lucky - more luck will come my way. &amp;nbsp;My new phrase to the World's Greatest Husband? &amp;nbsp;This is our lucky year. &amp;nbsp;I think he may be taking it in a different context but I will let him roll with it for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My symbol, the heart, is to always remind me to bring love to my day, my work, and my family throughout 2012. My heart is big but like most woman I have things to learn, strengthen and protect. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So much more to say and do but I'll leave it to my "lucky heart" for now......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This was read at my high school senior night 23 years ago. &amp;nbsp;Words to live by, via Mrs. Papandrea:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;THE STATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;By Robert J. Hastings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;UCKED AWAY in our subconscious minds is an idyllic vision in which we see ourselves&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;on a long journey that spans an entire continent. We're traveling by train and, from the&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;windows, we drink in the passing scenes of cars on nearby highways, of children waving at&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;crossings, of cattle grazing in distant pastures, of smoke pouring from power plants, of row&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;upon row upon row of cotton and corn and wheat, of flatlands and valleys, of city skylines and&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;village halls.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But uppermost in our conscious minds is our final destination--for at a certain hour and on a&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;given day, our train will finally pull into the station with bells ringing, flags waving, and bands&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;playing. And once that day comes, so many wonderful dreams will come true. So restlessly, we&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;pace the aisles and count the miles, peering ahead, waiting, waiting, waiting for the station.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Yes, when we reach the station, that will be it!" we promise ourselves. "When we're&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;eighteen. . . win that promotion. . . put the last kid through college. . . buy that 450SL&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Mercedes-Benz. . . have a nest egg for retirement!"&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; From that day on we will all live happily ever after.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sooner or later, however, we must realize there is no station in this life, no one earthly&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;place to arrive at once and for all. The journey is the joy. The station is an illusion--it&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;constantly outdistances us. Yesterday's a memory, tomorrow's a dream. Yesterday belongs to a&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;history, tomorrow belongs to God. Yesterday's a fading sunset, tomorrow's a faint sunrise. Only&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;today is there light enough to love and live.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, gently close the door on yesterday and throw the key away. It isn't the burdens of today&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;that drive men mad, but rather regret over yesterday and the fear of tomorrow. Regret and&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;fear are twin thieves who would rob us of today.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Relish the moment" is a good motto, especially when coupled with Psalm 118:24, "This is&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it."&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles. Instead, swim more rivers, climb more&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;mountains, kiss more babies, count more stars. Laugh more and cry less. Go barefoot oftener.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Eat more ice cream. Ride more merry-go-rounds. Watch more sunsets. Life must be lived as we&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;go along. The station will come soon enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-8274260791253558726?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/8274260791253558726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=8274260791253558726&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8274260791253558726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8274260791253558726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2012/01/focus-on-2012.html' title='Focus on 2012'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1vxv9DV8_oA/TwR1hshdgcI/AAAAAAAAAfU/YU9BHXzAKqY/s72-c/heart.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-4925197030924519322</id><published>2012-01-01T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T14:06:50.473-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy New Year- it's 2012.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;Did you know this is going to be my lucky year? &amp;nbsp;I am not sure exactly in what way and I am sure I will have to give myself constant reminders but today, I feel lucky. Mostly because I just woofed down a KFC pot pie. &amp;nbsp;Yep, my year of no fast food has come to a close. &amp;nbsp;It's a new year with new thoughts, hopes and wishes. &amp;nbsp;This year I will make an occasional fast food stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I am not entirely sure what I am giving up but I know what I am saving..... my change.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to save my change in a jar for a whole year and see what cha-ching happens on January 1, 2013.&lt;br /&gt;and I am also vowing to enter all those customer survey contests for gift cards that are printed on the back of my retail receipts. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully my lucky duck feelings will ring true and I will win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post more on dreams and new year wishes over the next week but I wanted to share our new years experience from last night..... &amp;nbsp;Let's see, if I had to sum up the evening in one word? I guess I would go with &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;YUMMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- Is that a word? &amp;nbsp;Well it is if you visit &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Buon Appetito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; in North Stonington. &amp;nbsp;The World's Greatest Husband and I found ourselves with not one of our five children on New Year's Eve (the first one we've celebrated alone in five years) and decided to ring in the New Year with dinner and a movie. &amp;nbsp;Buon Appetito has been on my "must visit" list since they opened last February and I would have to say, I hope to visit again before THIS February. &amp;nbsp;It was delicious. &amp;nbsp;It was on my pizza tour list but we didn't go with pizza for the glitz and glamour of New Years. &amp;nbsp;Instead we had their tasting menu. The first course was Arugula Salad with shaved fennel, goat cheese, toasted walnuts and my fave- balsamic vinaigrette. &amp;nbsp;2nd course: Truffle Ravioli with Sweet Sausage, Lentils, Spinach, Mushroom Cream (to die for) 3rd course: Surf 'n Turf - Grilled Strip Loin, Shrimp Scampi, Rosemary Roasted Fingerling Potatoes and Sauteed French Beans and finally Fallen Chocolate Cake with Vanilla Gelato and Whipped Cream. It was delightful. &amp;nbsp;Our waitress was right on the mark - She was attentive, assertive and kind all in one. &amp;nbsp;The owner, stopped over and made sure everything was to our liking with more than one go around and offered me a coffee on the house. &amp;nbsp;So the experience exceeded my expectations - you know I am all about the customer service and Buon Appetito does it right. &amp;nbsp;The food? excellent and yes, the World's Greatest Husband agrees with me on that one 100%. &amp;nbsp;But the real joy of the evening was the ambiance. &amp;nbsp;The place is gorgeous. &amp;nbsp;They have worked hard to make a pretty, comfortable, welcoming dining room. &amp;nbsp;Again, I am a sucker for all things stylish and warm and again Buon Appetito does it with class. &amp;nbsp; I am thinking this place has World's Greatest Husbands 50th Birthday Party written all over it. &amp;nbsp;Visit their &lt;a href="http://buonappetitoristorante.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; and see the beautiful dining room and menu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From one wonderful experience we went on to one intense experience. &amp;nbsp;The Girl with the Dragon Tatoo. &amp;nbsp;A long movie that had my attention, it was well done and now I must read the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home by 10:30 ready to watch the ball drop on our new television with champagne. &amp;nbsp;A perfect ending and beginning to a new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love, health and happiness to you in 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #817040; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-4925197030924519322?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/4925197030924519322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=4925197030924519322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4925197030924519322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4925197030924519322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year-its-2012.html' title=''/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-5965868253932048660</id><published>2011-12-30T11:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T11:50:56.965-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five for Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>Five great things about today-&lt;br /&gt;1. We are purchasing a new Television. &amp;nbsp;Yippee, hurray, yahoo.&lt;br /&gt;2. Resolution season is looming. &amp;nbsp;I have some serious work to do. I love the feeling of a new year, new opportunity but I need some plans on paper for it to take shape.&lt;br /&gt;3. One day closer to a pot pie at Kentucky Fried Chicken. &amp;nbsp;I gave up fast food for the past year and Sunday I am going crazy with a trip to KFC. &amp;nbsp;I am so proud of meeting my goal. &amp;nbsp;I wasn't a huge fast food queen but it was a struggle on occasion.&lt;br /&gt;4. One day closer to my new life of eating in moderation and exercise. &amp;nbsp;I've been pigging out for months, I am sick of it. My hard work of losing 30+ pounds is slowly going away (right to my hips). &amp;nbsp;In 2012 I want to be 50 pounds lighter. &amp;nbsp;There, I said it. &amp;nbsp;whew. &amp;nbsp;Now I have to do it. &amp;nbsp;(after my KFC splurge)&lt;br /&gt;5. Husband is working at the hospital tonight, that means I have the new TV all to myself. (heheheh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-5965868253932048660?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/5965868253932048660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=5965868253932048660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/5965868253932048660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/5965868253932048660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/12/five-for-friday_30.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-8546238517149982308</id><published>2011-12-28T21:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T11:51:08.599-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Paper Mom Holiday Updates</title><content type='html'>Paper Peeps - What a Christmas Holiday it has been. &amp;nbsp;Here is the update--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, remember our holiday links for good deeds? Well our amazing kids completed 37 good deeds! &amp;nbsp;It was a wonderful experience that I would recommend for all! &amp;nbsp;Our kids truly found joy in helping others and making a link on our paper chain for each good deed.... they encouraged one another along the way. &amp;nbsp;I am so happy that we added this little ditty to our list of &amp;nbsp;Christmas traditions. &amp;nbsp;I did give one link to our teenage daughter for keeping her thoughts to herself. &amp;nbsp;- maybe a stretch for the typical "good deed" but the right course of action for the moment none the less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember our little trip to Kringle Candle in November? &amp;nbsp;Well I have three updates... during my recent ladies only Christmas of Gold Party I had lots and lots of compliments on my home smelling yummy! &amp;nbsp;I proudly told my Kringle story to those who hadn't heard it (or read it. Can you believe some of my gal pals don't read this blog?) &amp;nbsp;The funny thing about that night was when I put out my candles I really did appreciate that they were all white and not a colorful rainbow to compliment the fragrance at hand. &amp;nbsp;I admit, when I first read about the candles being all white to remain decor neutral I thought that was a stretch in marketing........ ladies, it is actually quite nice. &amp;nbsp;I have enjoyed the white, it oozes class. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Lastly, I just finished up my first jar candle and put it in the freezer to clean out the wax so I can use it as a decorative jar and hey guess what? Easy peasy, wax popped out and now I have a beautiful glass covered jar to hold some pretty ribbon on my craft desk in my craft room (which is under a major transformation right now). &amp;nbsp;Did I mention that my mother sent us a candle for our anniversary after reading my blog? &amp;nbsp;Somedays I swear she is my only reader, I am just glad she pays attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best Christmas present? &amp;nbsp;Our teenage daughter created a homemade card for each of us and it truly was the best gift she could have given. &amp;nbsp;I was filled with love to know that our blended family lines blurred with her loving sentiments. &amp;nbsp;At bedtime all three girls said this was the best Christmas ever and suddenly my Holiday stress melted away. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I slept well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this week has taken a turn. &amp;nbsp;The World's Greatest Husband's three are with their mom for the rest of the week and my two are with their Dad for a bit. &amp;nbsp;We are living the life of newlyweds - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-8546238517149982308?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/8546238517149982308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=8546238517149982308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8546238517149982308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8546238517149982308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/12/paper-mom-holiday-updates.html' title='Paper Mom Holiday Updates'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-4163248188959972076</id><published>2011-12-11T10:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T12:30:31.516-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Proud Paper Mom</title><content type='html'>Indulge me....&lt;br /&gt;I am having a proud Paper Mom moment.&lt;br /&gt;My 6th grader got straight A's on her report card.&lt;br /&gt;She is the first of our bunch to ever do this.&lt;br /&gt;I am very, very proud of her. &amp;nbsp;Not only has she successfully adjusted to middle school, she did it with straight A's (ok had to write it one more time). We are quite lucky here, all of our children do well in school. &amp;nbsp;I am proud of each of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are lucky and I do know it and I thank God everyday for it. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday I witnessed the pain of a fellow mom while attending Bob's Discount Furniture's Mega Blood Drive at Foxboro Stadium. &amp;nbsp;It broke my heart. &amp;nbsp;As I stood in line to get the autographs of beautiful Patriot cheerleaders I overheard a conversation of a mom that has a child on the autism spectrum. &amp;nbsp;She was visiting the Red Cross resources information table. &amp;nbsp;She spoke of the struggles she has and the beauty and strengths of her nine year old child. &amp;nbsp; She was frustrated, sharing that she often falls between the cracks of services because of her good job and salary. &amp;nbsp;But the woman needs a break, her only down time occurs when her ex husband is in the picture and that sounded a tad unreliable. &amp;nbsp;When the Red Cross worker gave her the number of someone to call for social services and possible respite, the mom teared up (me too) she was so grateful with the hope of of a helping hand. &amp;nbsp;The Red Cross is an amazing agency and yesterday's blood drive was quite an operation. &amp;nbsp;It was nice to be a part of this event, considering it is the season of giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little story relates to all the stress we mommas are feeling with the production of Christmas. &amp;nbsp;I recently listened to a step mom's toolbox recording and the theme was - take care of yourself. &amp;nbsp;As I get older I realize, if I am not nurturing my soul a little bit along the way, I am not nurturing the soul of the five kids I am trying to build. &amp;nbsp;It is hard to find ten or twenty minutes every so often to do something that makes me happy, something that is all about me, me, me. &amp;nbsp;I guess paper crafting is it, maybe reading before bed or a quick phone call to my mom. &amp;nbsp;It doesn't happen all the time but when it does, it centers me. &amp;nbsp;The woman I spoke about above, has added struggles and I can only imagine how badly she needs "me time". &amp;nbsp;I hope she finds a few minutes to center her soul this holiday season, I hope we all do --- Shopping, decorating, cooking, cleaning, parties, presents, wrapping all while doing our regular routines of working, lessons, homework and life can make a grown woman nutzo - Hang tough my friends----- it will all be over soon ---- make memories in the meantime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-4163248188959972076?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/4163248188959972076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=4163248188959972076&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4163248188959972076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4163248188959972076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/12/proud-paper-mom.html' title='Proud Paper Mom'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-819421533705777703</id><published>2011-12-09T08:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T08:04:34.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Five for Friday&lt;br /&gt;Five great things about today...&lt;br /&gt;1. Chaperoning the school field trip to the nutcracker&lt;br /&gt;2. Starting the day at Target&lt;br /&gt;3. Office Christmas party night. &lt;br /&gt;4. Kids are excited for their favorite sitter tonight.&lt;br /&gt;5. Christmas is finally unpacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day paper peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-819421533705777703?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/819421533705777703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=819421533705777703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/819421533705777703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/819421533705777703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/12/five-for-friday-five-great-things-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-2555912188539059025</id><published>2011-12-08T12:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T12:35:51.689-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Ba humbug with a giggle.</title><content type='html'>Ba-humbug&lt;div&gt;Recently my 11 year old was complaining while christmas shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked her in the eye and said, "BA-HUM- BUG!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She looked confused and asked, "What is that, Spanish?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't make these things up - seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lady walking by heard the whole thing and we both had a good laugh like all fellow mothers should....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-2555912188539059025?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/2555912188539059025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=2555912188539059025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2555912188539059025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2555912188539059025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/12/ba-humbug-with-giggle.html' title='Ba humbug with a giggle.'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-6626230892951022669</id><published>2011-12-05T19:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T20:10:37.304-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Photo Card Stress</title><content type='html'>Are you familiar with ordering photo Christmas cards?&lt;br /&gt;Have you too broken a sweat as you try to line up all the kids and say cheese?&lt;br /&gt;There is always one that looks away or is cranky - I have five of them.... kids that is, &amp;nbsp;and I spend all year trying to capture that darn Christmas card picture. &amp;nbsp;I must admit, I got one in August. &amp;nbsp;One perfect picture, everyone has good hair, nice smiles and the lighting of the sun setting on the beach made it a keeper in every way. &amp;nbsp;I was happy. &amp;nbsp;To my amazement and delight - we captured another acceptable one this past Sunday at the tree farm, complete with the old man in the red suit, this time all seven of us. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;So I bit the bullet and decided on a card that has three spaces for three different photos. &amp;nbsp;I opted for my two keepers and a loving one of me and the World's Husband to go in the middle... ya know, the middle one representing the glue that keeps this circus together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practically skipped into the store knowing that this year our card will be a stunner! I ordered and eagerly awaited my print job. &amp;nbsp;tick tock, tick tock one hour passes and it's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo tech actually said, "your card really came out nice" as I waited to pay. &amp;nbsp;I rip open the package and gasp... .to my absolute horror, I didn't include any text on my fabulous card. &amp;nbsp;I just pressed print with no closing such as: With Love, or Warm Holiday Wishes.... it's just blank... yep, just blank - no names, no closing, no nothing.... except for three fabulous family photos at the top. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole point of the pre-printed family photo card is the fact that you can order 100 of them covering the long list of old high school friends, family, college roommates and former co-workers and NOT HAVE TO SIGN THEM.... although not a warm note, the pre-printed card acknowledges warm holiday greetings for the busy mom on the go... God invented this for women like me. &amp;nbsp;YA, WELL not this year, maybe next. &amp;nbsp;I've got to go now... I have 100 cards to personally sign. &lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;PaperMom, The World's Greatest Husband, Kid 1, Kid 2, Kid 3, Kid 4 and Kid 5&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-6626230892951022669?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/6626230892951022669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=6626230892951022669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/6626230892951022669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/6626230892951022669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-photo-card-stress.html' title='Christmas Photo Card Stress'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-748912481678351864</id><published>2011-12-02T11:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T12:01:17.022-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five for Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>Normally I publish my "Five for Friday - Five great things about today, on Fridays" &lt;br /&gt;Because yesterday's post with&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: green; font-family: arial, helvetica, 'bitstream vera sans', clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_2139467805"&gt;www.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: green; font-family: arial, helvetica, 'bitstream vera sans', clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b id="yui_3_3_0_1_1322844944225195"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.com/"&gt;mamakatslosinit.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was centered on the number five... I thought I would break away from routine and bring you five great websites to visit. &amp;nbsp; As you know, I am a sap for love, inspiration and all things good in life.... the following websites have made me cry and basically feel good about love, marriage, life and the power of family. &amp;nbsp;I hope you will visit them and find that special place that makes you have a grateful and peaceful heart. Have a great weekend Paper Peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.motherglow.com/"&gt;www.motherglow.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ringonthefinger.com/"&gt;www.ringonthefinger.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.welcomehomeblog.com/"&gt;www.welcomehomeblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fuzzyfeelings.com/"&gt;www.fuzzyfeelings.com&lt;/a&gt; (and I am not an animal person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.feelgoodblogs.com/"&gt;www.feelgoodblogs.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.leeloublogs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leelou blogs&lt;/a&gt; for introducing me to this website goodness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-748912481678351864?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/748912481678351864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=748912481678351864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/748912481678351864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/748912481678351864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/12/five-for-friday.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-8603385644054213192</id><published>2011-12-01T15:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T15:12:23.640-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hectic life'/><title type='text'>Some Important Things About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Five Things with&lt;a href="http://www.mamakatslosinit.com/"&gt; Mama Kat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Five things you don’t know about me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sometimes I drive all the way across town to the gas stationthat pumps gas for you just so I don’t have to get out of the car.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I sometimes wish my kids were grown and out of the house andbecause of that wish, I often pray to be a better mother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I keep laundry all over the basement floor as I sort and getto each pile.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And yes, most days thereare piles!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I only floss the week of my dentist appointment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have favorite statues that I’ve named in church.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;One is my grandmother, Nana and one is my oldfriend, Douglas.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I find peace in thefact that I can give them a minute or two in my head and heart, each weekduring mass. … and some weeks, I swear they blink at me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Five things I am knowledgeable about:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Martini’s – just ask the World’s Greatest Husband, I’veperfected a few of them for him over the years.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What my kids will and will not eat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I can call that one from a mile away&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paper crafting. I’ve watched way too many hours of you tubetutorials on how to fold, glue and create.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I’ll also add that I am very knowledgeable about the store layout andinventory of Michaels craft stores.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Animportant skill on holiday’s such as Black Friday or one day sales.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The World’s Greatest Husband would chime in with “kissing” Heis so sweet always telling me I am the best kisser, he often sends thanks myseventh grade boyfriend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The structure and components needed in a good bathing suitas well as the frame of mind, time and money needed to purchase one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five things I know nothing about:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Computer networking, wireless systems, updating, downloadingand syncing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That is why I call theWorld’s Greatest Husband my “computer boy.”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Many of the ingredients in Bon Appetit magazine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vacuuming the pool – I can’t even begin to grasp how thatgizmo, hose and pumpy thing work to suck out the dirt, did I tell you I livewith my “pool boy?”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apparently I know very little about 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grademath and our stressful homework sessions continue to prove that one!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Illegal Drugs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve neverunderstood the desire to do them or the power of them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five things I believe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;When love is true, it brings out the best in you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are all stronger than we think we are.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A clean closet can make you think a bit clearer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The magic of a good night’s sleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The best cleaning gets done when one is angry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-8603385644054213192?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/8603385644054213192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=8603385644054213192&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8603385644054213192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8603385644054213192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/12/some-important-things-about-me.html' title='Some Important Things About Me'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-798183928838184589</id><published>2011-11-29T18:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T18:37:46.500-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Sometimes motherhood wears us out....</title><content type='html'>Sometimes being a mother wears you out.&lt;br /&gt;Four of my children were getting along so nicely. &amp;nbsp;I was enjoying the laughter and spirit of the moment. &amp;nbsp;It was perfect. &amp;nbsp;I knew I could fly to the store to buy adhesive for my paper project without a problem --- they were happy, they were getting along, I was sure that there would be no blood shed, tears or fighting.... I can go shop for twenty minutes in peace.... I simply felt it in my heart. It was my chance to break away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes being a mother wears you out.&lt;br /&gt;Five minutes into my shopping trip I had a thought...... the kids were eating grapes and laughing when I left. &amp;nbsp;Someone might choke on a grape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes being a mother wears you out.&lt;br /&gt;I pull into the store parking lot and enter the store. &amp;nbsp;7 minutes , 8 minutes, 9 minutes.... in only 10 short minutes I had created such a panic for myself I was convinced that someone would be choking on grapes because of all the laughter and silliness. &amp;nbsp;My peaceful heart had turned into a full blown, get in the car and speed home just to make sure all was ok. &amp;nbsp;I kept glancing at my phone, knowing that someone would surely call if the choking began. &amp;nbsp;Down the hill, up the hill, zip into the driveway, no ambulance, no phone call........ it's all ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-798183928838184589?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/798183928838184589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=798183928838184589&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/798183928838184589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/798183928838184589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/11/sometimes-motherhood-wears-us-out.html' title='Sometimes motherhood wears us out....'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-9017526063469725512</id><published>2011-11-26T11:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T11:39:05.996-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>A New Christmas Tradition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gHIyqeN9WrI/TtESmr48mXI/AAAAAAAAAfI/j1bXZ8ldDZ8/s1600/photo-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gHIyqeN9WrI/TtESmr48mXI/AAAAAAAAAfI/j1bXZ8ldDZ8/s320/photo-1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been racking my brain trying to come up with a new holiday tradition that promotes the reason for the season and I think I've found it. &amp;nbsp;The Paper Mom household is all about good deeds during Advent. &amp;nbsp;I've challenged my family to "do good" for others. &amp;nbsp;Every time they do a "good deed" or witness a family member doing a "good deed" they are to make a link on our paper chain. &amp;nbsp;It is my hope that they will find good in their heart as well as others and make an effort to help, be less critical and take a risk. &amp;nbsp;I wonder how long we can make this paper chain go.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The World's Greatest Husband kick started the chain with two good deeds on our date last night....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- he called the police to report a stranded elderly motorist in town. &amp;nbsp;AND&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- When leaving a tip at the casino last night he apologized to our waitress that some of the tip was in quarters. Yup, he's a keeper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-9017526063469725512?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/9017526063469725512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=9017526063469725512&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/9017526063469725512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/9017526063469725512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-christmas-tradition.html' title='A New Christmas Tradition'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gHIyqeN9WrI/TtESmr48mXI/AAAAAAAAAfI/j1bXZ8ldDZ8/s72-c/photo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-2480175844116344644</id><published>2011-11-25T15:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T15:32:40.758-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Black Friday Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Every Black Friday I miss my mom. &amp;nbsp;We shop so well together it doesn't seem fair to be 1200 miles apart on this important sale day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Black Friday I wish I had a sister. &amp;nbsp;It seems as though moms, sisters and 4AM shopping are about as American as apple pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I slept in but ventured out at 10 am this morning. &amp;nbsp;What shocked me the most? everyone shopping on their cell phones. &amp;nbsp;Seriously what did we do before we had instant, immediate contact to ask what size? - what color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I captured any great Black Friday deal but I did find cute styrofoam snowman coffee cups for my morning coffee this holiday season. That makes me smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five for Friday -&lt;br /&gt;1. Shopping Day 2. Date Night 3. Fifty-five degree day 4. Snowman coffee cups 5. Paper deals at TJMaxx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-2480175844116344644?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/2480175844116344644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=2480175844116344644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2480175844116344644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2480175844116344644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/11/black-friday-random-thoughts.html' title='Black Friday Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-624174020617744314</id><published>2011-11-12T23:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:05:23.569-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stylish living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World&apos;s Greatest Husband'/><title type='text'>delightful day at Kringle Candle</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The World’s Greatest Husband and I have a “special time”often we text or call when we take note of the clock ticking 11:11.&amp;nbsp; It’s a quick I love you that says… I amthinking of you and it means the world to me.&amp;nbsp;I simply cannot take note of 11:11 without thinking of “my guy”.&amp;nbsp; Many, many months ago we took note of thedate 11/11/11 and decided it would be our special date day!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We shipped our children off to their other parents and wewere on our road trip adventure! We decided to visit the flagship Yankee Candlestore in Deerfield, Ma.&amp;nbsp; I must admit, myheart started to race as we approached exit 24.&amp;nbsp;I practically skipped into the store.&amp;nbsp;The World’s Greatest Husband was a good sport and smelled a few candlesas we started to make our way through.&amp;nbsp; Tenminutes in… the store lost power.&amp;nbsp; Wefound a place to sit in the dark wait it out.&amp;nbsp;20 minutes later we were told to leave our merchandise and make our wayto the exit.&amp;nbsp; A transformer down the roadwas on fire, it would be awhile.&amp;nbsp; Ithought I might cry.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;On our way to Yankee we saw a billboard for KringleCandle.&amp;nbsp; Because my husband didn’t quiteknow what to do with me and my disappointment he suggested we check out theplace on the billboard.&amp;nbsp; Readers, do youknow Kringle Candle?&amp;nbsp; During the twentyminute drive I was convinced that it was going to be a road side stand thatwould never live up to the shopping experience I had just been forced toleave.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;To my delight, Kringle Candle is now my favorite shopping experienceand I encourage you to go visit and experience it for yourself!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kringle Candle is a new candle companyfounded by the son of the Yankee Candle founder.&amp;nbsp; Let’s just say, those Kittredge men knowtheir product, pay attention to details and make women like me, sing Tra La,La,La!&amp;nbsp; A&amp;nbsp; clean, bright, shopping complex complete withcandle store, Christmas Barn, old fashioned toy store and The World’s GreatestHusband’s favorite, a chocolate shop was truly more than I could have everimagined.&amp;nbsp; A beautiful new restaurant TheFarm Table opened for lunch that very day! The entire property is sort of like DisneyWorld for mom’s who love pretty things!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So what impressed me at Kringle Candle?&amp;nbsp; The list is long…… I love pretty, thoughtfulthings and the store displays were beautiful. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As a marketing junkie, I thought the storemerchandising seriously made me want to move in.&amp;nbsp; In addition they do a fabulous job of tellingtheir story and explaining their product line both through their employees, signageand publications.&amp;nbsp; As you know, I takenote of customer care.&amp;nbsp; Kringle Candlehas it down pat!&amp;nbsp; The staff was attentiveand ready and willing to help, friendly and kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I must admit, I didn’t know about this company, whichsurprises me.&amp;nbsp; I am usually up onproducts like this.&amp;nbsp; I didn’t want to gocrazy on candles because honestly, I didn’t know if I would be pleased with theproduct.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I am particular about my candles. &amp;nbsp;I should have simply trustedmy gut as I shopped because………The product is fabulous and I should have knownby the beautiful store and excellent service.&amp;nbsp;It’s simply top notch.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;With our five kids and busy life, I am not sure when I willget back to visit but - seriously, it is a day trip worth having.&amp;nbsp; If you can’t jump in the car, visit thewebsite to learn about&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.kringlecandle.com/"&gt;Kringle Candle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-624174020617744314?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/624174020617744314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=624174020617744314&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/624174020617744314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/624174020617744314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/11/delightful-day-at-kringle-candle.html' title='delightful day at Kringle Candle'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-1379967651235511814</id><published>2011-11-01T16:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T16:03:45.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowtober</title><content type='html'>My goodness what a Halloween! &amp;nbsp;We weren't sure if we should quickly revamp our costumes to be snow plow drivers, skiers and snowmen. &amp;nbsp;We thought of making a snowman and replacing the head with our jack-o-lantern only to follow up that fun with sledding in costume. &amp;nbsp;We can already say "It's a crazy winter" &amp;nbsp;and it's only November first! &amp;nbsp;My, oh my! &amp;nbsp;You've heard me say it before and you will here me say it again.... I hate winter...... but by far, my mother had the best comment yet...... when complaining about the weather she said it best......."You got to get out of there!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say a prayer that power is restored quickly to all those without. &lt;br /&gt;and sending belated good birthday wishes, prayers and love to my Dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-1379967651235511814?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/1379967651235511814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=1379967651235511814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1379967651235511814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1379967651235511814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/11/snowtober.html' title='Snowtober'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-833887457686500069</id><published>2011-10-28T13:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T13:00:21.234-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five for Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>Five great things about today:&lt;br /&gt;1. grocery shopping done. &amp;nbsp;And this time, I had to actually go to the grocery store and go aisle by aisle. &amp;nbsp;No online order. &amp;nbsp;It was torture for me, but the job is done.&lt;br /&gt;2. Talked to my old friend. &amp;nbsp;Thank god - it had been too long.&lt;br /&gt;3. Halloween candy is bought. &amp;nbsp;We don't get any trick or treaters but of course we have to have the candy!&lt;br /&gt;4. Received the latest Stampin up catalog and that is BIG fun for me.&lt;br /&gt;5. Um yeah, not a great thing but worth a mention....... we are getting snow tomorrow.... yes, before Halloween snowfall. &amp;nbsp;I HATE WINTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two posts in one week....that is an improvement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-833887457686500069?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/833887457686500069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=833887457686500069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/833887457686500069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/833887457686500069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/10/five-for-friday_28.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-3167853949857164507</id><published>2011-10-24T15:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T15:14:12.640-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cub scout'/><title type='text'>Slacker</title><content type='html'>So I've been a blogging slacker. &amp;nbsp;I can list all my excuses... five kids, work, planning a party, teaching paper classes but really it just sounds lame-o. &amp;nbsp;I think of my blogging friends often but posting lately has been a BIG challenge. &amp;nbsp;I am sorry, plain and simple, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I took my cub scout bowling and he LOVED it! &amp;nbsp;It was fun to watch him get soooo into it. &amp;nbsp;He proudly announced, "Mom, this is way better than the wii." &amp;nbsp; Love it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'll try to be better about posting.... really, I'll try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-3167853949857164507?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/3167853949857164507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=3167853949857164507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3167853949857164507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3167853949857164507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/10/slacker.html' title='Slacker'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-1747211041173572554</id><published>2011-10-07T14:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T14:29:34.306-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five for Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>Ok, I almost forgot how to log in.&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five great things about today.&lt;br /&gt;1. shopping this morning.&lt;br /&gt;2. beautiful forecast for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;3. Extra long weekend. &lt;br /&gt;4. Paper Mom workshop at two libraries next week!&lt;br /&gt;5. Cub scouts tonight but no art, no ccd over the holiday weekend.... that &amp;nbsp;means we can sleep in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-1747211041173572554?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/1747211041173572554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=1747211041173572554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1747211041173572554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1747211041173572554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/10/five-for-friday.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-2459317460918104330</id><published>2011-09-20T16:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T16:59:06.771-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Being a good catholic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ll be the first to admit, we often skip church in the summer.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;With no Sunday school June through August, it is far too easy to come up with excuses not to go.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This past week our back to Sunday school routine kicked in and it was good to be with our regular “church peeps.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There is something comforting about going to church every week and sitting among “the regulars.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I only know a handful of names of the people that sit by us and I’ve been going to this church, this mass, for 5 years now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But I can tell you this….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love watching the two school age boys hold hands and hug their mom during mass.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They make my heart sing and I feel their love.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I take note of the couple that sits behind us, sometimes they come together and sometimes don’t.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve said a few prayers for them because I just have a feeling they are having a hard time these days.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve watched the newborn baby off to our left grow up each and every week for the last four years.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I feel the pride of her mom and dad as I have watched them emerge as parents each week.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I suspect I will be seeing another baby bump soon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am currently taking note of the older woman who is losing clumps of her hair each week.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I know this isn’t a good sign.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I saw her in the grocery store and introduced myself not so long ago.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am happy when her daughters come to mass with her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I take note of the couples who hold hands, who sing loud, who kiss during the sign of peace.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I take note of attendance and of new faces and I think the woman who sits in front of us has wonderful handbags and another has the most amazing coats, jackets and accessories.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Honestly, I feel God’s good work in that special space each week. I don’t know many of the names of those around me but they are people that I know, I care about and I pray for. Like a good catholic, I always nod and wave at fellow church goers when seen at the store.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I’ve thought about these people a lot since Sunday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Seeing them once again felt good but my thoughts have taken me to a place that says --- maybe I need to do more, maybe I should know not only the face and the name but also the heart of those around me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yes, I am sure God is happy that I am praying for them and with them each week but does he want me to do more? That’s why I am setting out on a mission to meet my neighbors in the pew! I just may call it. . . Operation - Who are Pew - or maybe Mission - Happy to Meet Pew.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;No matter what it’s called, it is about being a better person, being kind and helping those who come into my life, even if that simply means sitting a few feet from me for one hour each week.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-2459317460918104330?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/2459317460918104330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=2459317460918104330&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2459317460918104330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2459317460918104330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/09/being-good-catholic.html' title='Being a good catholic'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-6965464441683316710</id><published>2011-09-19T21:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T21:14:01.580-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper'/><title type='text'>New Michael's Craft Store in Town</title><content type='html'>Yesterday when I woke up, I told the World's Greatest Husband, "It sort of feels like Christmas"&lt;br /&gt;The new Michael's store had it's grand opening yesterday and I admit, I was one of those crazy crafty Diva's that was counting down the days. &amp;nbsp;So here is my top ten take on the new store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;It does seem a bit smaller than other Michael's stores but the paper section is all I really paid attention to.&lt;br /&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;The fact that Michael's is now only 10 minutes from my home simply makes me smile and feel warm, cozy and ready for any last minute project or idea.&lt;br /&gt;3. The staff was friendly and attentive. I was "pre-cashed out" &amp;nbsp;It was strange. &amp;nbsp;Two sales people stood side by side while I was in line, unpacked my basket, bagged my items and handed me a gift card to simply hand to the cashier to pay. &lt;br /&gt;4. The prize wheel for the grand opening made my palms sweat with anticipation. &amp;nbsp;I won an oversized leaf punch. &amp;nbsp;Totally worth the 10 minutes I had to wait to play and paper peeps..... they are giving away prizes all week.&lt;br /&gt;5. I met some other paper crafters in front of the Martha Stewart section and it made me realize that paper crafters are a fun bunch. &amp;nbsp;I wanted to invite them over for coffee. &amp;nbsp;I did invite them to my paper workshop at the Library in October, I have no shame. &lt;br /&gt;6. I forgot my coupons which is really out of character for me. &amp;nbsp;I think I was simply in a crafters haze as I left the house.&lt;br /&gt;7. Did I mention that this store is only ten minutes - back roads - from my house?&lt;br /&gt;8. I bought glue guns for $1.49 &amp;nbsp;A Great Bargain! and yes, I bought paper too.&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you think it is weird if I go everyday this week? &amp;nbsp;You do have to enter the raffle daily.&lt;br /&gt;10. I forgot my coupons so that means.... I still have coupons..... I am headed back tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;I think those cashiers will be calling me by name in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy crafting&lt;br /&gt;PS - My Monday Loves . . . is . . . &amp;nbsp;Michael's Craft Store&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-6965464441683316710?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/6965464441683316710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=6965464441683316710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/6965464441683316710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/6965464441683316710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-michaels-craft-store-in-town.html' title='New Michael&apos;s Craft Store in Town'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-3016090246243578718</id><published>2011-09-16T11:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T11:36:45.519-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five for Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>five for Friday</title><content type='html'>Five great things about today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall is here. &amp;nbsp;The World's Greatest Husband informed me. . . "It's all down hill from here" He knows I HATE winter. When I say HATE, I mean dislike passionately. &amp;nbsp;It's coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date night and boy do I need it. &amp;nbsp;This has been a long and stressful week. My husband left me a greeting card on the kitchen counter, that should clue you in to the level of stress.... I need greeting cards to help me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met some wonderful librarians yesterday. &amp;nbsp;Paper Mom took her show on the road &amp;nbsp;inviting some new friends to learn paper crafting with me. &amp;nbsp;It was a quick intro only 12 minutes, I was a bit more jumbled than usual but I think my passion came through. Because those of you who know me well, know - I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Michael's store opens this weekend. &amp;nbsp;I hate to admit this - but it sort of feels like Christmas to me. &amp;nbsp;I simply cannot wait to go check out this new store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran into a friend at the bank this morning. &amp;nbsp;Always nice to see a familiar, smiling face to chat it up with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another busy weekend ahead, enjoy the sunshine !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-3016090246243578718?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/3016090246243578718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=3016090246243578718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3016090246243578718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3016090246243578718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/09/five-for-friday_16.html' title='five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-699436705300706047</id><published>2011-09-09T12:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T12:46:42.527-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five for Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>It's Five for Friday - - -&lt;br /&gt;Some days it is easier to come up with five great things than other days -&lt;br /&gt;Here is my best shot for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have the day off and this time with no kids. I missed my free Fridays all summer long. &lt;br /&gt;2. We made it through the first week of school. &amp;nbsp;Now let's see how we do on the spelling test.&lt;br /&gt;3. The Backus Hospital Women's Center is a warm and inviting. &amp;nbsp;The whole setting put my racing heart at ease this morning.&lt;br /&gt;4. Softball double header in the morning. Thank god the fall schedule is less demanding - haha - only two games.&lt;br /&gt;5. Cub scouts kicks off tonight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there you have it. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend paper peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-699436705300706047?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/699436705300706047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=699436705300706047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/699436705300706047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/699436705300706047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/09/five-for-friday.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-6230486758255120363</id><published>2011-09-07T19:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T19:06:16.070-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes we are lucky enough to find that one girlfriend that changes everything.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;The kind where you don’t have to explain the players, you can finish each other sentences, you’ve done the ugly cry and meant it, you’ve laughed until you’ve peed a little and time passing doesn’t seem to really matter.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve had lots of friends throughout the course of my life, the neighborly kind, the good girlfriend kind, the our kids go to school together variety… but no one compares to my one FRIEND who ironically, I call “Friend” no seriously we call each other “Friend”, we sign cards “Friend” and buy each other corny trinkets that say “Friend” we use the word as if it were our name.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We met in college. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Our friendship has seen us through…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marriage, birth, miscarriage, divorce, death, illness, parent issues, parent health issues, re-marriage, step-kids, jobs, buying and selling houses, travel and shopping and that’s just the stuff after our crazy college days. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We’ve been through thick and thin. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We’ve loved each other unconditionally since the day we met, rarely having a disagreement.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This week the phone rang and it was another big life moment for us. This time, not the good kind.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Rather, the he kind that makes you feel like your heart is breaking.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The kind where fear makes you stop dead in your tracks, sit back on the bed and simply have a little cry together.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Tears that are mixed in with a few giggles that angels have sent because you don’t know what else to do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So now we start another chapter where our friendship and prayers are needed in the biggest way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes that isn’t easy as we are 65 minutes from one another.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I promise to do my best.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ultimately, I know things are going to be ok, they have to be. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Friend, are you reading this? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Things are going to be ok.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-6230486758255120363?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/6230486758255120363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=6230486758255120363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/6230486758255120363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/6230486758255120363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/09/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-4644657866131693849</id><published>2011-09-07T16:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T16:46:22.274-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tweens'/><title type='text'>First day of Middle School</title><content type='html'>My new middle schooler got off the bus and continued to talk, talk, talk, for an hour and 15 minutes. &amp;nbsp;She hardly took a breath. &amp;nbsp;It was exciting to witness her positive energy, anticipation and hope for 6th grade. &amp;nbsp;At bedtime she said, "Mom, it's sort of weird that you didn't ask me a lot of questions about 6th grade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-4644657866131693849?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/4644657866131693849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=4644657866131693849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4644657866131693849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4644657866131693849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-new-middle-schooler-got-off-bus-and.html' title='First day of Middle School'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-1417242003059655610</id><published>2011-08-31T15:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T15:05:57.936-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper'/><title type='text'>Papermom</title><content type='html'>Made a fun paper video with animoto - just click below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://animoto.com/play/tO6jmoy9lVqrIDXRQ2JT3Q"&gt;Papermom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-1417242003059655610?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://animoto.com/play/tO6jmoy9lVqrIDXRQ2JT3Q' title='Papermom'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/1417242003059655610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=1417242003059655610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1417242003059655610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1417242003059655610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/08/papermom.html' title='Papermom'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-4247199408492163725</id><published>2011-08-30T15:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T15:29:46.784-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper'/><title type='text'>Paper Crafting Fun</title><content type='html'>Wanted to share some photos of my paper crafting fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8CgxT-rJ7tg/Tl05a0pjlsI/AAAAAAAAAew/nCUmHdJdOWY/s1600/extra+large+ball.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8CgxT-rJ7tg/Tl05a0pjlsI/AAAAAAAAAew/nCUmHdJdOWY/s400/extra+large+ball.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sister in law affectionately calls these my zen paper balls. &amp;nbsp;This one is extra large.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KpLBk5_fOj0/Tl05bR8OeNI/AAAAAAAAAe0/w1QZ3Xf4A3s/s1600/garlands+everywhere.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KpLBk5_fOj0/Tl05bR8OeNI/AAAAAAAAAe0/w1QZ3Xf4A3s/s400/garlands+everywhere.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Garlands, garlands, garlands!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HOn2wMI86O8/Tl05bwCNs8I/AAAAAAAAAe4/VbUZsTqVC0U/s1600/large+paper+poppies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HOn2wMI86O8/Tl05bwCNs8I/AAAAAAAAAe4/VbUZsTqVC0U/s400/large+paper+poppies.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Large paper poppies, this one makes people OOoo and AAaahhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uhgNwg7wp5s/Tl05cmWxOKI/AAAAAAAAAe8/T7IEfcvrE1k/s1600/paper+flowers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uhgNwg7wp5s/Tl05cmWxOKI/AAAAAAAAAe8/T7IEfcvrE1k/s400/paper+flowers.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;these are still my favorite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7uahi9Xugu8/Tl05dQnCEJI/AAAAAAAAAfA/y4F6THyeQLs/s1600/paper+wreath.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7uahi9Xugu8/Tl05dQnCEJI/AAAAAAAAAfA/y4F6THyeQLs/s400/paper+wreath.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A new paper wreath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mhwRCpnXPfA/Tl05d-4naRI/AAAAAAAAAfE/FM_uPgDGMsA/s1600/tiny+paper+flowers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mhwRCpnXPfA/Tl05d-4naRI/AAAAAAAAAfE/FM_uPgDGMsA/s400/tiny+paper+flowers.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty little roses perfect for packages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-4247199408492163725?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/4247199408492163725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=4247199408492163725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4247199408492163725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4247199408492163725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/08/paper-crafting-fun.html' title='Paper Crafting Fun'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8CgxT-rJ7tg/Tl05a0pjlsI/AAAAAAAAAew/nCUmHdJdOWY/s72-c/extra+large+ball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-2496202530180462040</id><published>2011-08-29T19:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T19:09:58.588-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday Loves'/><title type='text'>Monday Loves</title><content type='html'>In honor of the hurricane. . . &amp;nbsp;Monday loves. . . .&lt;br /&gt;the FLASHLIGHT....&lt;br /&gt;sending love to all those peeps who are still in the dark after Irene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-2496202530180462040?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/2496202530180462040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=2496202530180462040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2496202530180462040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2496202530180462040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/08/monday-loves_29.html' title='Monday Loves'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-3988833824672384330</id><published>2011-08-29T12:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T12:50:16.448-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blended family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='step mothering'/><title type='text'>A family that cleans up after a hurricane together. . .</title><content type='html'>Stays together . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We survived Hurricane Irene and right now I have five little helpers (well two of them are taller than me) cleaning up the yard. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday while on twitter, &amp;nbsp;I read (&lt;a href="http://remarriageworks.com/"&gt;remarriageworks.com&lt;/a&gt;) that a blended family truly blends after seven - twelve years... Yesterday watching our five kids age 7-16 dress up in our clothes and pretend to be us....( it truly was hysterical) and now watching them clean the yard, I know in my heart that it is all these little life experiences that make "the blender" switch to high speed. &amp;nbsp; We are four years into our blended family cake mix, we've certainly cracked open the eggs, added the flour, mixed, stirred, and blended a bit. &amp;nbsp;I don't think we are in the oven yet and we certainly haven't licked the bowl... but we are working on a beautiful seven layer yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you weathered the storm and are enjoying the final days of summer. &amp;nbsp;Tomorrow is a school night and that brings me great joy!&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-3988833824672384330?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/3988833824672384330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=3988833824672384330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3988833824672384330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3988833824672384330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/08/family-that-cleans-up-after-hurricane.html' title='A family that cleans up after a hurricane together. . .'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-4251999442278132285</id><published>2011-08-25T15:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T15:40:28.187-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hectic life'/><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>Yes, it is back to school for sure...&lt;br /&gt;Back and forth to mom's house twice already today and&lt;br /&gt;one school uniform meltdown with only 180 more to go!&lt;br /&gt;I just love the last week of August!&lt;br /&gt;I am having back to school anxiety and sleepless nights. &amp;nbsp;I look at our calendar for the month of September and I am not sure how we will get through the month ahead. &amp;nbsp;I seriously need to find those big girl panties and buck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - and the World's Greatest Husband typed up a Disaster Emergency Plan for our Family and bought six cases of water. &amp;nbsp;If I can get through our little blended family life with 5 kids I can certainly handle a hurricane, right? &amp;nbsp;I did request that he not take an extra shift at the hospital, just incase I can't....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-4251999442278132285?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/4251999442278132285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=4251999442278132285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4251999442278132285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4251999442278132285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-2588716387004334744</id><published>2011-08-20T23:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T23:43:27.753-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cub scout'/><title type='text'>Sweet Boy</title><content type='html'>I am always amazed by how much my cub scout can talk .... and talk .... and talk ..... he has the gift of gab. &amp;nbsp;All that talking before bedtime seemed to wind the poor little guy up. &amp;nbsp;He could not fall asleep. &amp;nbsp;I suggested he simply give up for the day and take a few deep breaths and say a little prayer to God. &amp;nbsp;He agreed, was silent for a few moments and then announced. &amp;nbsp;"Yeah, I told him I'll see him in the morning." &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass is at 10:30. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I love that kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-2588716387004334744?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/2588716387004334744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=2588716387004334744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2588716387004334744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2588716387004334744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/08/sweet-boy.html' title='Sweet Boy'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-5971676026746653731</id><published>2011-08-19T14:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T14:20:19.644-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five for Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>Five great things about today...&lt;br /&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;Hard to believe but the girls start Fall Softball tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;2. We got our bus schedules... yippee!&lt;br /&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;The World's Greatest Husband is going chaperone Band Camp. &lt;br /&gt;4. Reading the Enormous Egg (again) to my cub scout. &amp;nbsp;Full circle moment. &amp;nbsp;I loved that book when Mrs. Baigert read it out loud in 3rd grade.&lt;br /&gt;5. &amp;nbsp;I am really hoping for some energy... this house is a disaster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-5971676026746653731?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/5971676026746653731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=5971676026746653731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/5971676026746653731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/5971676026746653731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/08/five-for-friday_19.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-2555364991646144214</id><published>2011-08-15T18:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T18:59:14.729-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday Loves'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday Love, &amp;nbsp;Loves, Loves….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take Five&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ3zeab6jaM/TkmkgvSw86I/AAAAAAAAAes/UpNtDzRF3FM/s1600/take5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ3zeab6jaM/TkmkgvSw86I/AAAAAAAAAes/UpNtDzRF3FM/s1600/take5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The candy bar… Take 5&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A distant cousin to the Hershey bar… The take five bar is amazing… sometimes hard to find and not one of Hershey’s biggest sellers but seriously delicious!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I love this treat and you will too! Next time you are standing in line eyeing the candy below the register contemplate trying this little yum-yum.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And then you can THANK ME…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pretzels, caramel, peanuts, peanut butter and milk chocolate… Yes, you read that right.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-2555364991646144214?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/2555364991646144214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=2555364991646144214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2555364991646144214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2555364991646144214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/08/monday-love-loves.html' title=''/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ3zeab6jaM/TkmkgvSw86I/AAAAAAAAAes/UpNtDzRF3FM/s72-c/take5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-4027067766944724671</id><published>2011-08-12T08:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T08:54:36.447-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five for Friday'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>Five great things about today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; The sleeping beauties are still asleep.&amp;nbsp; I am so glad I didn't let my daughter talk me into the larger version of this party.&amp;nbsp; I kept the limit to three and thank god! I would have had to alert the neighbors if it were the 10 like she wanted.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Glee 3D movie today.&amp;nbsp; Although this is a treat for my daughter... I hate to admit it... I am looking forward to it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Our koo-koo for Cocoa puffs family reunites this weekend.&amp;nbsp; Yipee, it's been too long!&amp;nbsp; Our summer is winding down.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I saw a school bus, I bought some uniform pants.... it's time peeps, it's time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Yummo - fruit salad for breakfast... makes me think of that Wiggles song from years ago... Fruit Salad, Yummy, Yummy.&amp;nbsp; (You know the one!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five good things for me... how about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-4027067766944724671?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/4027067766944724671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=4027067766944724671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4027067766944724671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4027067766944724671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/08/five-for-friday.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-4511470398684683324</id><published>2011-08-11T23:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T23:21:19.464-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tweens'/><title type='text'>Sixth Grade Besties...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Giggles, silliness, and sixth grade sleepover fun, that is the stuff that dreams are made of – well not exactly for the mother chaperoning.&amp;nbsp; It’s not looking good for a restful night.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My daughter (age 11) is hosting her first “real” slumber party and it is non-stop laughter.&amp;nbsp; Three besties have joined her for night swimming, birthday cupcakes that nearly killed me (a post for another day), presents, goodie bags, music, dancing and movies.&amp;nbsp; I am not sure there is a bed time… but hey, you only turn 11 once.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It has been one of those nights that has made my heart sing and ache all at the same time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s hard to believe we are entering sixth grade, middle school heartache, headache and hopefully opportunity are all just days away.&amp;nbsp; This little summer bonding session is the stuff that memories are made of.&amp;nbsp; I remember being in sixth grade and giggling over Rick Springfield &amp;nbsp;and although earlier today my daughter did sing Jessie’s Girl while listening to the new Glee CD,&amp;nbsp; the tween conversation of today is about Justin Bieber and Selena Gomez… the names and faces have changed, the gossip and giggles remain the same.&amp;nbsp; Tonight is sort of a right of passage for my daughter… I see the childhood play slowly being replaced by pop music, movies, truth or dare and tween culture.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It’s bitter sweet for me… saying goodbye to &amp;nbsp;Polly Pockets, Barbie and My&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Little Pony only to replace it with a cell phone, Tiger Beat magazine and Bath and Body Works products simply seems too much to handle right now.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And a new chapter begins….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-4511470398684683324?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/4511470398684683324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=4511470398684683324&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4511470398684683324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4511470398684683324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/08/giggles-silliness-and-sixth-grade.html' title='Sixth Grade Besties...'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-481475663074257544</id><published>2011-08-09T16:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T16:44:13.976-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><title type='text'>L.Y.M.T.Y.K</title><content type='html'>My kids and his kids have been on vacation with their other parents for what seems like an eternity. &amp;nbsp;My two are on their way right now... only 45 minutes and I will be showering them with kisses. &amp;nbsp;We all reunite on Saturday. &amp;nbsp;Funny how a little down time and distance makes you want to kiss them from head to toe with the biggest heart ever! &amp;nbsp;I can't wait until they pull into the driveway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday while gushing about our kids to a girlfriend we both commented on the sweet things our kids (sometimes) say. &amp;nbsp;How we hang on to those moments and savor every syllable. &amp;nbsp;When my cub scout left on his trip he yelled, "This is harder than I thought" &amp;nbsp;I yelled back, "What is harder than you thought?" &amp;nbsp;he replied, "leaving you!" &amp;nbsp;All week I have thought of that phrase over and over.... My daughter texted me "I am in the same state as you" when her plane landed.... again a moment which makes me love them more than they know. &amp;nbsp;Which in our family we affectionately label as ----- L.Y.M.T.Y.K. &amp;nbsp;I believe my mom started signing cards like that when I was in college.... now I do if for my kids.... &amp;nbsp;it certainly captures the role of parent.... they have no idea how much love and care we have for them - they know our love, it's comfortable, they appreciate our love but until you have your own little buggers.... you just don't know how deep it flows, how unconditional it is and how it's a love affair that is refueled with little statements like "This is harder than I thought." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;ove &lt;b&gt;Y&lt;/b&gt;ou &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;ore &lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;han &lt;b&gt;Y&lt;/b&gt;ou &lt;b&gt;K&lt;/b&gt;now.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-481475663074257544?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/481475663074257544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=481475663074257544&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/481475663074257544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/481475663074257544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/08/lymtyk.html' title='L.Y.M.T.Y.K'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-8422807214162875739</id><published>2011-08-08T20:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T20:48:22.785-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday Loves'/><title type='text'>Monday Loves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iCk6IHsVQqc/TkCB31RjkAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QrQc0ICkK-w/s1600/lg_visionelite.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iCk6IHsVQqc/TkCB31RjkAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QrQc0ICkK-w/s320/lg_visionelite.jpg" width="74" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Monday Loves....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;I love, love, love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;WET PENS.... yes, you read that right... wet pens. &amp;nbsp;pens where the ink flows like a river strong, bold and all inky-dinky-doo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Uniball Vision Elite pen only in bold. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes I can use an entire pen in a week! &amp;nbsp;It writes in a thick line (although it comes in a micro flow as well) &amp;nbsp;it doesn't smudge, never spotty or light... it is my favorite power pen! &amp;nbsp;And BONUS when I visited the website I learned the ink comes in a few fun colors like pink, purple and orange! &amp;nbsp;I am headed to staples to stock up! &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oooo la la!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Love, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-8422807214162875739?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/8422807214162875739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=8422807214162875739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8422807214162875739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8422807214162875739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/08/monday-loves.html' title='Monday Loves'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iCk6IHsVQqc/TkCB31RjkAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QrQc0ICkK-w/s72-c/lg_visionelite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-8722226516379184341</id><published>2011-08-07T21:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T07:45:52.824-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>Happy! Happy! Happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ5JxPGK9DE/Tj81BjQczWI/AAAAAAAAAek/w8c1r6pQ9kU/s1600/ist2_7810015-computer-savvy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ5JxPGK9DE/Tj81BjQczWI/AAAAAAAAAek/w8c1r6pQ9kU/s320/ist2_7810015-computer-savvy.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Paper Peeps....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's been too long. &amp;nbsp;I am so sorry that my blogging love has been lacking. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think of you and this blog more than you know... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;finding the time to organize, type and share has been a challenge. &amp;nbsp;but here I am here to unveil the new lovely look. &amp;nbsp;What do you think? like the new digs? &amp;nbsp;I can't quite adequately explain how a bloggy re-do feels. &amp;nbsp;I was very anxious, I know what it feels like to click and not see the "look" and "feel" that you have come to know. &amp;nbsp;I was also nervous that I was going to lose information and totally screw up the format. &amp;nbsp;I am not a techie. &amp;nbsp;Honestly, if I knew how easy peasy it was to do... I would have done this long ago. &amp;nbsp;Yippee! &amp;nbsp;A new Paper Mom look! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.leeloublogs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leelou blogs&lt;/a&gt; makes wonderful designs. &amp;nbsp;Check out the site and grab some &lt;a href="http://www.leeloublogs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leelou goodness!&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp;It will make your heart sing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-8722226516379184341?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/8722226516379184341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=8722226516379184341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8722226516379184341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8722226516379184341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-happy-happy.html' title='Happy! Happy! Happy!'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ5JxPGK9DE/Tj81BjQczWI/AAAAAAAAAek/w8c1r6pQ9kU/s72-c/ist2_7810015-computer-savvy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-4333295735731011381</id><published>2011-07-22T08:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T08:58:14.087-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five for Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Five great things about today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's summer for sure! Heat, Heat, Heat! Our pool was 88 degrees yesterday. So glad we aren't shoveling snow off a roof!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My husband surprised me with a newspaper and D&amp;amp;D Med Hazelnut with cream and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;2 sweet and lows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Ordering coffee stresses him out because he doesn't drink it and always orders it wrong... I take it with one sweet and low but it was quite a treat, I am not complaining, he is the World's Greatest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The World's Greatest Husband got transfered - no more 60 minute stressful commute to the office. &amp;nbsp;We can see his office from our bedroom bathroom window when the leaves fall off the trees. &amp;nbsp;THIS IS GOOD NEWS!!! I sort of feel freedom in my own little world, knowing he is now in town to help if needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tonight is date night to celebrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Two more weeks until our kid free week. &amp;nbsp;I love them all but a week with just my husband, a clean house and going out to eat sounds like a break that I deserve. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Paper Peeps, stay cool, enjoy the weekend and check back....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-4333295735731011381?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/4333295735731011381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=4333295735731011381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4333295735731011381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4333295735731011381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/07/five-for-friday_22.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-454724003592469711</id><published>2011-07-21T16:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T16:45:20.888-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><title type='text'>Yellow, I love yellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's been some time since I participated in Mama Kat's writing workshop prompts... YIPPPEE today is the day. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.com/"&gt;Mama Kat&lt;/a&gt; asked for a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; inspired post…..it got me thinking…&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; makes me happy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is my daughter’s favorite color.&amp;nbsp; I don’t think you can look at &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and not feel it’s energy… it illustrates…. happiness.&amp;nbsp; But after a bit of thinking…here is my favorite thought about&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;…….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Remember when you were little and would hold a yellow buttercup flower under your little brother’s chin and ask, “Do you like butter?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;and he would say “no”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;and you would say “yes, you do your chin is yellow” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and then he would argue “no I don’t” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;and you would argue “yes, you do”&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;and you would go back and forth and he would check your chin and you would check his chin and sooner or later your mom would yell STOP PlAYING THAT GAME.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;ya, now that I am a mother I am thankful that we don't have buttercups in our yard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;I love YELLOW....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-454724003592469711?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/454724003592469711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=454724003592469711&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/454724003592469711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/454724003592469711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/07/yellow-i-love-yellow.html' title='Yellow, I love yellow'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-4424538581567632911</id><published>2011-07-19T20:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T20:10:15.935-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday Loves'/><title type='text'>MONDAY LOVES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Monday love, loves, loves - Wednesday Style....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Okay, so I am a little late with my Monday Loves post. &amp;nbsp;Life is busy here. &amp;nbsp;I thought summer would slow our big family down but I guess I must come to terms with the fact that until all five have completed college we will just be BUSY. Our cub scout is only seven and our oldest is sixteen so yes, busy is a way of living here in our happy home. I'll take a nap in 2022 or so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;So my Monday Loves.... Sunflowers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love the country charm of the sunflower, the oversized wonder. &amp;nbsp;I planted some last year and found joy in watching that bloom grow and grow. &amp;nbsp;I was proud of my plants and nurtured them each day. The sunflower represents big love, and they are yellow, is there any other color that projects happiness more than yellow?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Our area celebrates sunflowers in a special way. &amp;nbsp;Buttonwood Farms a local dairy farm in Griswold plants thousands and thousands of them and sells bouquets to raise money for the Make-A-Wish Foundation. &amp;nbsp;Families stop by the now famous ice cream landmark to enjoy a cone (which are yummo!) and take photos in front of the field of dreams. &amp;nbsp;If you live in Connecticut you will want to add this summer event to your busy calendar. &amp;nbsp;The event runs from July 23-31st. &amp;nbsp;Help a great cause, see some beautiful blossoms, indulge in some sweet treats and breathe in the joy of your children all in one stop. &amp;nbsp;Does it get any better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/v4Y-irYfvhM" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-4424538581567632911?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/4424538581567632911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=4424538581567632911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4424538581567632911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4424538581567632911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/07/monday-loves_19.html' title='MONDAY LOVES'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/v4Y-irYfvhM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-6210198148042014501</id><published>2011-07-11T15:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T15:57:33.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Loves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Take an awesome break." height="184" src="http://www.7-eleven.com/images/day-part/Late%20Afternoon/RedBlueSlurpees_DP.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It's Monday Loves.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;and I think I have something that is universally loved on a hot summer day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;a SLURPEE!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Today you can grab a freebie if you visit any participating 7-eleven!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" title="Take an awesome break."&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" title="Take an awesome break."&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;With my five kids... this is a treat and a bargain.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" title="Take an awesome break."&gt;&amp;nbsp;visit&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.7-eleven.com/"&gt;www.7-eleven.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for details&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" title="Take an awesome break."&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" title="Take an awesome break."&gt;(As always - this post provides&amp;nbsp;no perk to me... just spreading the love.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-6210198148042014501?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/6210198148042014501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=6210198148042014501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/6210198148042014501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/6210198148042014501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/07/monday-loves_11.html' title='Monday Loves'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-4866955422351277225</id><published>2011-07-04T17:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T17:10:52.751-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday Loves'/><title type='text'>Monday Loves...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My first Monday Loves Post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's Monday and I love, love, love these three things....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Downy Wrinkle Releaser..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IFxn5-2NF_c/ThIk_WMkLqI/AAAAAAAAAeY/qPNlXIC8nVY/s1600/downey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IFxn5-2NF_c/ThIk_WMkLqI/AAAAAAAAAeY/qPNlXIC8nVY/s320/downey.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I call it the poor man's iron. &amp;nbsp;This stuff is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;MAGIC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;Simply spray, smooth, dry and wear. &amp;nbsp;I don't have free samples for my readers but I encourage you to visit&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.downywrinklereleaser.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;http://www.downywrinklereleaser.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;for a $1.00 off coupon . &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I recently told a friend about this magic and it dawned on me.... as working women juggling it all.... we should all know about this little gem of a time saver. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Next... Monday Love, Love, Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kAGIzBqzat8/ThInETHcUgI/AAAAAAAAAec/p48cpls6l_I/s1600/bel+aire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kAGIzBqzat8/ThInETHcUgI/AAAAAAAAAec/p48cpls6l_I/s1600/bel+aire.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I love, love, love my Lia Sophia Bel Aire necklace. &amp;nbsp;It is the perfect addition to any everyday or simple elegant look. &amp;nbsp;I wear mine all the time! &amp;nbsp;Check out my favorite Lia Sophia Advisor and friend... to learn more about this and other fabulous pieces&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liasophia.us/sites/crusan?T=1309812613949"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;http://www.liasophia.us/sites/crusan?T=1309812613949&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My third and final Monday love, love, love is...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f4ii9ZbfWy4/ThIpTtz6w_I/AAAAAAAAAeg/rQqV2RAUVaI/s1600/shoprite-logo.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f4ii9ZbfWy4/ThIpTtz6w_I/AAAAAAAAAeg/rQqV2RAUVaI/s200/shoprite-logo.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I am a huge fan of ShopRite of Norwich online grocery shopping! &amp;nbsp;It is easy peasy to use and the staff make it &amp;nbsp;right and good every time. &amp;nbsp;I shop at all hours, on line from my laptop, I've sent my order with special instructions, requests and comments. &amp;nbsp;They have called before completing an order just to confirm a questionable item, they have called after an order to make sure it was correct. &amp;nbsp;They take my coupons, load the car and absolutely will not accept tips, I've tried!! I zip into the special parking spots... I zip out, it all takes 10 minutes max! &amp;nbsp;With five kids, I completely eliminate the "Can I get this?" &amp;nbsp;or "Will you buy this" whining that used to happen with each trip. &amp;nbsp;I also am not tempted to buy those fancy dancy display items that seem to lure people like me in. &amp;nbsp;This process keeps me on track and within budget. &amp;nbsp;Try it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Whew, that is my first Monday Love Post and it sure feels like a commercial... but honest to God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;there is no gain on my part...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; just the joy of sharing a few things that may make my life a little sweeter. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-4866955422351277225?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/4866955422351277225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=4866955422351277225&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4866955422351277225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4866955422351277225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/07/monday-loves.html' title='Monday Loves...'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IFxn5-2NF_c/ThIk_WMkLqI/AAAAAAAAAeY/qPNlXIC8nVY/s72-c/downey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-3771144337514263643</id><published>2011-07-04T10:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T10:34:00.319-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday Loves'/><title type='text'>Monday Loves...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Five for Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; posts are always my heaviest blog traffic day.&amp;nbsp; I admit that it tickles my heart to see so many of you stopping by to see my list of “Five great things about today”.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The entire post has become a weekly gratitude journal.&amp;nbsp; When writing my Five for Friday posts I have a chance to pause and find those five things that I bring me peace, joy, appreciation and love.&amp;nbsp; And in my crazy hectic blended family life, let’s be honest…sometimes that is as simple as everyone went to bed on time without tears.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;I appreciate your time and thank you for visiting…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;In an effort to build another day that Paper Mom readers are eager to stop over and enjoy… I am unveiling my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Monday Loves Posts….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I am picking Monday with the hope that being off on Sunday will allow me the opportunity to actually commit to the post and quite honestly &amp;nbsp;I believe &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;we all need a little extra LOVE on Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when we are returning to the grind of the week ahead.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;SO…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Monday Loves….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Will feature items, thoughts, other blogs, books, basically stuff that you and I can’t live without ----things as my girl Gayle King would say…. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt; love, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; It is sort of my personal version of “Oprah’s favorite things” without the free giveaways or endorsements.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;So, what do you think? Do you &amp;nbsp;need a little Monday Love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stay tuned… It is Monday after all…..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-3771144337514263643?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/3771144337514263643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=3771144337514263643&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3771144337514263643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3771144337514263643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/07/five-for-friday-posts-are-always-my.html' title='Monday Loves...'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-5220928397616520635</id><published>2011-07-02T08:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T08:05:48.904-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40 and Fabulous'/><title type='text'>Did you know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Did you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If you are in a hurry and accidently get deodorant on your clothing there is a simple way to get it off without a hassle?&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;I am about to change your life…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;right now with this easy peasy tip…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;PANTY HOSE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Just rub pantyhose on the spot and it lifts right off the fabric…. No water, no scrubbing, no changing your outfit…. &amp;nbsp;Think of me next time you use this trick… and you will use this trick….&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Guaranteed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-5220928397616520635?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/5220928397616520635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=5220928397616520635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/5220928397616520635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/5220928397616520635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/07/did-you-know.html' title='Did you know?'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-4183156034633834205</id><published>2011-07-01T12:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T12:39:25.352-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>Five for Friday &lt;br /&gt;Five great things about today&lt;br /&gt;1. Looong weekend!&lt;br /&gt;2. Birthday weekend for one of our ten year olds.&lt;br /&gt;3. life is energy.... Love that Oprah- watching the final episode AGAIN! It's my life pep talk&lt;br /&gt;4. Typing on a new iPad!&lt;br /&gt;5.girls lost last night- means we have a little bit of our life back. They worked hard!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back soon.  More posts coming&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-4183156034633834205?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/4183156034633834205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=4183156034633834205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4183156034633834205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4183156034633834205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/07/five-for-friday.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-7196767436248026643</id><published>2011-06-24T10:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T10:55:40.192-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Life is moving way too fast...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Seriously...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; am not sure which end is up! Softball all-stars (The World's Greatest Husband is the the coach - the commitment is HUGE) has thrown me into a funk along with end of school, work, chores, and our yard which I am fondly renaming "The Jungle."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes, I am feeling a little wacky...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But, here are five great things about today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;First game of all-stars today! If we win - we play tomorrow too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Our middle schoolers are at orientation right now! Big Kids!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I only need to fold 13 more sheets of paper to complete another beautiful oversized paper ball. &amp;nbsp;(now that makes me happy!!! and it has become my 10PM therapy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Party tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Party Sunday (in the jungle with the softball team)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That's all for now paper peeps.... let's say a prayer for the state workers who are on the verge of layoffs... I may be adding clickable advertising on this blog if our family gets one.... fingers crossed.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Birthday love to my beautiful god son... his birthday week and his Auntie Paper Mom turns out to be a dud!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-7196767436248026643?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/7196767436248026643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=7196767436248026643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/7196767436248026643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/7196767436248026643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/06/five-for-friday_24.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-1373839122761269003</id><published>2011-06-23T17:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T17:33:39.733-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blended family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='step mothering'/><title type='text'>Graduation Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;With all this rain and indoor graduation ceremonies....&amp;nbsp;I am thinking of all the graduates from blended families....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why, you ask?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, with graduation or any other big school event bad weather often moves ceremonial&amp;nbsp;things indoors and with moving things indoors there is often a restriction on the number of tickets allowed for each family.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes that ticket threshold is two... so of course biological parents would be the proper ticket holders.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes that number increases and that may mean three maybe four... with blended families that means a power struggle for&amp;nbsp;tickets...... step mo's - grandparents - step grandpo's you get the picture..It can be a big ol' mess -&amp;nbsp;quick.&amp;nbsp; I remember when we first jumped into the blender... having to "be on call" with the main office waiting for the word for an extra ticket as Mom, Dad and Mom's parents enjoyed a promotion ceremony.&amp;nbsp; It worked out in the end, I was "granted" access but what a stressor.&amp;nbsp; So today I&amp;nbsp;congratulate the graduates and&amp;nbsp;send special paper love to&amp;nbsp;the step-mos and step-dads who may have to be patient while waiting for their seat at the ceremony.&amp;nbsp; Step parenting isn't always glamorous but it does have it's rewards.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-1373839122761269003?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/1373839122761269003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=1373839122761269003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1373839122761269003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1373839122761269003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/06/graduation-love.html' title='Graduation Love'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-3580652095690533622</id><published>2011-06-15T18:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T18:36:58.284-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper'/><title type='text'>PApEr CrAzY</title><content type='html'>I've been busy making paper curly strip wreaths, paper garlands, paper balls and paper tab wreaths... oh so much fun!!! They don't call me Paper Mom for nothing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rL7mhQ9bcr4/TfkzR4gWBPI/AAAAAAAAAeI/H4ON3s_Qvtw/s1600/wreath+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rL7mhQ9bcr4/TfkzR4gWBPI/AAAAAAAAAeI/H4ON3s_Qvtw/s320/wreath+3.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ST0L2Sz1h24/TfkzXWcV_oI/AAAAAAAAAeM/t6WJdAtcQfM/s1600/wreath.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ST0L2Sz1h24/TfkzXWcV_oI/AAAAAAAAAeM/t6WJdAtcQfM/s320/wreath.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-belWqADJFOE/TfkzbbUNBWI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/OAM5aikhFUM/s1600/wreath2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-belWqADJFOE/TfkzbbUNBWI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/OAM5aikhFUM/s320/wreath2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TqOh5SiG1W0/Tfkzg_nbgLI/AAAAAAAAAeU/u3XlMr5ztns/s1600/paper+ball.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TqOh5SiG1W0/Tfkzg_nbgLI/AAAAAAAAAeU/u3XlMr5ztns/s320/paper+ball.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-3580652095690533622?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/3580652095690533622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=3580652095690533622&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3580652095690533622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3580652095690533622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/06/paper-crazy.html' title='PApEr CrAzY'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rL7mhQ9bcr4/TfkzR4gWBPI/AAAAAAAAAeI/H4ON3s_Qvtw/s72-c/wreath+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-1436649228017054423</id><published>2011-06-11T19:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T09:04:27.303-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cub scout'/><title type='text'>thunderstorms...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A few days ago we weathered some pretty scary thunder showers.&amp;nbsp; My son and I watched it all at 2am cuddled together jumping with every flash and rumble.&amp;nbsp; The next day at dinner the World’s Greatest Husband announces that thunderstorms were expected through the night.&amp;nbsp; To our surprise our little cub scout replies &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;“Oh Great, I guess I’ll wear two pairs of underwear tonight”&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-1436649228017054423?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/1436649228017054423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=1436649228017054423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1436649228017054423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1436649228017054423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/06/thunderstorms.html' title='thunderstorms...'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-2585632141317387734</id><published>2011-06-10T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T13:10:27.650-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five for Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Five great things about today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1. The heat broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2. Pool party weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3. Scrimmage, game, lesson, all-star try outs and game....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;4. Night with my husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;5. Going to plant some flowers... right now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Paper Peeps, thanks for reading. &amp;nbsp;I am looking forward to a change in my schedule for the summer, that may mean more posts... no promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Happy Weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-2585632141317387734?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/2585632141317387734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=2585632141317387734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2585632141317387734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2585632141317387734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/06/five-for-friday.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-4109670921611266609</id><published>2011-06-07T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T14:45:37.607-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World&apos;s Greatest Husband'/><title type='text'>Being a Better Person</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Are you familiar with Ted.com? It is this amazing network of informative videos that make you want to learn, explore and be a better person. &amp;nbsp;The World's Greatest Husband turned me on to this site and now I have the app on my phone and regularly visit while on my laptop. &amp;nbsp;Take a look... here is the latest one that "spoke" to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--copy and paste--&gt;&lt;object height="326" width="446"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talk/stream/2011U/Blank/RicElias_2011U-320k.mp4&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/RicElias-2011U.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=1130&amp;amp;lang=eng&amp;amp;introDuration=15330&amp;amp;adDuration=4000&amp;amp;postAdDuration=830&amp;amp;adKeys=talk=ric_elias;year=2011;theme=new_on_ted_com;theme=a_taste_of_ted2011;theme=master_storytellers;event=TED2011;tag=Business;tag=storytelling;tag=transportation;&amp;amp;preAdTag=tconf.ted/embed;tile=1;sz=512x288;" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgColor="#ffffff" width="446" height="326" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talk/stream/2011U/Blank/RicElias_2011U-320k.mp4&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/RicElias-2011U.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=1130&amp;amp;lang=eng&amp;amp;introDuration=15330&amp;amp;adDuration=4000&amp;amp;postAdDuration=830&amp;amp;adKeys=talk=ric_elias;year=2011;theme=new_on_ted_com;theme=a_taste_of_ted2011;theme=master_storytellers;event=TED2011;tag=Business;tag=storytelling;tag=transportation;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-4109670921611266609?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/4109670921611266609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=4109670921611266609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4109670921611266609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4109670921611266609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/06/being-better-person.html' title='Being a Better Person'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-8951316053304976665</id><published>2011-06-02T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T20:31:50.842-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stationery'/><title type='text'>This one had me rolling!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zTpU8bglFsw/Tegp-kI2MWI/AAAAAAAAAeE/W1PvUiLajV4/s1600/download.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zTpU8bglFsw/Tegp-kI2MWI/AAAAAAAAAeE/W1PvUiLajV4/s320/download.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This card made me laugh so hard in the aisle of Target... my kids were &amp;nbsp;embarrassed. &amp;nbsp;This card captures my life and Paper Peeps... it's stationery... my fave - from one of my favorite vendors...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.naughtybettyinc.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;www.naughtybettyinc.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- The brutal truth all prettied up.... Peeps, this makes Paper Mom so HAPPY! Visit Target to see the entire line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-8951316053304976665?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/8951316053304976665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=8951316053304976665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8951316053304976665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8951316053304976665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-one-had-me-rolling.html' title='This one had me rolling!'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zTpU8bglFsw/Tegp-kI2MWI/AAAAAAAAAeE/W1PvUiLajV4/s72-c/download.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-7099227612174028189</id><published>2011-06-02T19:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T19:59:05.727-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hectic life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World&apos;s Greatest Husband'/><title type='text'>Dinner at the Hospital</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sometimes you think you are doing a good thing and it simply &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;backfires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Today our 14 year old left school to get an x-ray.&amp;nbsp; Her aches and pains are A-OK, she’s fine.&amp;nbsp; After her doctor’s appointment with her mother, She met me at the office for a few hours instead of returning to school.&amp;nbsp; When she called the World’s Greatest Husband to update him on our plan she asked if we could go eat dinner at the hospital and swim for the first time this season.&amp;nbsp; The World’s Greatest Husband took a last minute shift at the hospital and agreed to a quick swim and dinner in the hospital all in an effort to make our dinner routine a bit easier as I was on my own.&amp;nbsp; When she hung up she said to me “today is the best day ever!”&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;See… a good thing… happiness, love and joy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The pool went ok, it was freezing.&amp;nbsp; I played lifeguard with a sweatshirt and blankets, they splashed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dinner with the family – well that is where the story falls apart. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Have you ever taken five kids to a cafeteria?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Let’s just say, it will be awhile until they allow us back.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;After a quick lecture on "this is where dad works, behave."&amp;nbsp;We enter the hospital cafeteria, it is busy, the nurses, the doctors, they know the routine, they are in and they are out… five kids with choices to make… &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;not so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; We were a big road block in the small space and the regulars didn’t appreciate it.&amp;nbsp; It got even better when the World’s Greatest Husband left his wallet in the car and I had no purse and you get the drift…. So the road block of 5 kids and one wife turns into a serious obstruction in a small space.&amp;nbsp; We wait, trays in hand directing zillions to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;“go ahead, I am waiting for my husband” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;all with one impatient teenager who was in a hurry to get to his girlfriend at the school concert.&amp;nbsp; He said “we only have 5 minutes until I have to be there” at least ten times while we waited for my husband. To add some giggles....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;One child ordered quiche, like that was going to happen! &amp;nbsp;The same child couldn’t figure out how to dispense the plastic forks and wanted a slice of pizza once the line was closed.&amp;nbsp; 7 straws and lots of napkins later, the World’s Greatest Husband looks at me and asks, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;“Is it Sunday?”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; The World’s Greatest Husband and I have a saying…. “It must be Sunday”&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;--You see, Sunday is our &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;“cranky” day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; The day that all five kids matched with the anticipation of the week ahead, make us feel a little weak in the knees.&amp;nbsp; So although it is only Thursday our little fun trip to make dinner easy was way more work than cooking for seven on a school night. &amp;nbsp;My husband just text me telling me he has five patients.... my response? &amp;nbsp;I have five kids! I have no sympathy tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-7099227612174028189?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/7099227612174028189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=7099227612174028189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/7099227612174028189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/7099227612174028189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/06/dinner-at-hospital.html' title='Dinner at the Hospital'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-1157946455624047921</id><published>2011-05-29T12:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T12:06:53.837-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gayle King'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oprah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hectic life'/><title type='text'>Oprah Beautiful Goodbye &amp; the Ugly Cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ok, so many of my many Paper Peeps have been asking….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Paper Mom, where have you been the week Oprah has her final show, no comment, no posts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Peeps… Here is the breakdown on the past seven days…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;60 hour work week for a woman who works part time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A kid with two pink eyes and one sinus infection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Four softball games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;One all day softball clinic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;One DARE graduation for two kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;One school concert with two kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;One husband who worked until 9:30 on Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Three visits from the world’s greatest child care provider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Opened one green swimming pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;One fundraising event with 180 people and a 14 hour work day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;One surprise birthday party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And three Oprah episodes that made me do the “ugly cry”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It’s been a week to remember…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As I sat with my pad of paper taking notes as Oprah shared her love letter to me, I was in awe of so many important lessons.&amp;nbsp; It was sort of like a graduation speech, sending us into the world now that we have graduated from our daily dose of Oprah support. &amp;nbsp;I hope I am ready….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I’ll sign off with this – and trust me, we will be talking about this one….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Please take responsibility for the energy you bring into this space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Oprah has that sign in her makeup room, I am making a sign for my office right now…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-1157946455624047921?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/1157946455624047921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=1157946455624047921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1157946455624047921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1157946455624047921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/05/oprah-beautiful-goodbye-ugly-cry.html' title='Oprah Beautiful Goodbye &amp; the Ugly Cry'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-721598630672266237</id><published>2011-05-16T20:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T20:32:42.952-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gayle King'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oprah'/><title type='text'>Oprah Beautiful Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/d2alNP-kTAA" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's hard to believe our Oprah shows are down to the single digits. &amp;nbsp;I have thought about hosting an Oprah farewell season party. &amp;nbsp;If there is anybody on this planet that would host a toast in honor of Oprah, it would be me, right? &amp;nbsp;(Remember my vlog post inviting her to my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://papermom.blogspot.com/2010/09/oprah-i-am-turning-40.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;40th birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;?) Well, honestly, I am feeling so sad about her departure, I am not sure I can bring myself to celebrate with even my besties. &amp;nbsp;Over the past 25 years I've become a woman, wife, mom, and professional all while watching and learning from Oprah. &amp;nbsp;I feel her send off is very personal moment. I think the only person I could really savor the moment with is my mother and seeing she is in Florida and I am in Connecticut - I think we will just chat about it on the phone. &amp;nbsp;I am not ruling out a celebration in honor of &amp;nbsp;of all things "O" &amp;nbsp;but I think I will spend May 25th with my box of tissues, enjoying the moment, savoring my final Oprah minutes on my favorite comfy chair with a handful of salty pretzels and a glass of diet pepsi, just like I did after school with my mom for years and years -- oh so many years ago. On May 25th I'll be thinking of Gayle, Steadman, Oprah and Sheri with a loving and thankful heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-721598630672266237?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/721598630672266237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=721598630672266237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/721598630672266237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/721598630672266237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-hard-to-believe-our-oprah-shows-are.html' title='Oprah Beautiful Goodbye'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/d2alNP-kTAA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-4370875286102313972</id><published>2011-05-13T12:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T12:45:31.928-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Here are five great things about today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1. First grade concert this afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2. Four baseball games today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3. Painted my toenails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;4. Booked a Paperly party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;5. Sun is shining and it's pay day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Have a good weekend Paper Peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-4370875286102313972?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/4370875286102313972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=4370875286102313972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4370875286102313972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4370875286102313972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/05/five-for-friday.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-2820723655249151305</id><published>2011-05-11T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T08:00:11.032-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter from your Husband...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I can't adequately describe how this letter made me feel. &amp;nbsp;But I will be printing it and keeping copies in my desk, in my night stand and in my car.... just sayin...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My favorite Step-Mo's, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shwanda.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Shwanda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestepmomstoolbox.com/a-letter-from-your-husband/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Stepmother's Tool Box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; led me to this little gem. &amp;nbsp;They are my rock stars of the Step-Mo world. &amp;nbsp; If you need a Step-Mo boost - read on... print.... and save forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestepmomstoolbox.com/a-letter-from-your-husband/"&gt;Click here for the letter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-2820723655249151305?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/2820723655249151305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=2820723655249151305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2820723655249151305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2820723655249151305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/05/letter-from-your-husband.html' title='A letter from your Husband...'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-554088302280059304</id><published>2011-05-10T20:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T20:22:34.820-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World&apos;s Greatest Husband'/><title type='text'>Pink for Pink Slips...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I feel like I am "waiting for a bus." &amp;nbsp;It may be my upcoming special fundraiser for work or my husbands &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;pink slip....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Well I am being dramatic, sort of -- but the World's Greatest Husband text me this morning .. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;I am wearing my pink shirt for my pink slip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;Apparently the Governor who I have gushed support for and changed my profile picture on Facebook with - &amp;nbsp;may now be laying off 5,000 or so State workers. &amp;nbsp;I still stand by my original post that I am willing to support his shared sacrifice budget philosophy but honestly I am saying some serious Hail Mary's that this lay off doesn't impact my family in a serious dramatic way. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I am hopeful that the union negotiations will produce a reasonable package that most can live with. In the meantime, the World's Greatest Husband only has one pink shirt so if I take it to the cleaners... maybe the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;"pink" slip"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;won't come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-554088302280059304?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/554088302280059304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=554088302280059304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/554088302280059304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/554088302280059304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/05/pink-for-pink-slips.html' title='Pink for Pink Slips...'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-3273905794916115979</id><published>2011-05-08T14:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T14:43:43.623-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authors/library'/><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hello Dear Mothers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really getting sappy in my old age. &amp;nbsp;I hate to admit it, but last night while watching Julia Roberts' Mother's Day Tribute on OWN I sat with a box of tissues trying to catch my breathe. &amp;nbsp;Honestly, what brought me to a full blown sob, was the Walmart/Own commercial that paid tribute to the step-mo. &amp;nbsp;I am a sap. &amp;nbsp;Visit &lt;a href="http://www.oprah.com/own"&gt;Own&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;extraordinary mom's tribute to Moms to see the advertisement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... just because I am in a Mother's Day tribute sort of mood... here is my favorite !!!!Kelly Corrigan's lovely speech about the love, friendship and the special bond among women. &amp;nbsp;I've posted this before but I want YOU - my favorite Paper Mom readers and friends to feel the special love that this video brings. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MNY8KL_YSlc" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-3273905794916115979?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/3273905794916115979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=3273905794916115979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3273905794916115979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3273905794916115979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MNY8KL_YSlc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-7987788393463466045</id><published>2011-05-05T08:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T08:38:56.875-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authors/library'/><title type='text'>Pioneer Woman Writes a Little Gem about Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7nlYSGRr6gg/TcKZ10k4e3I/AAAAAAAAAeA/98t48kdSj6w/s1600/cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7nlYSGRr6gg/TcKZ10k4e3I/AAAAAAAAAeA/98t48kdSj6w/s320/cover.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ree Drumond is my hero.&amp;nbsp; I simply love the Pioneer Woman.&amp;nbsp; If you haven’t stopped by her blog click here now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thepioneerwoman.com./"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;www.thepioneerwoman.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I recently finished her new book, &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Black Heels to Tractor Wheels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and loved it.&amp;nbsp; Simply stated, it made me love my “World’s Greatest Husband” even more!&amp;nbsp; I am a sucker for a good love story.&amp;nbsp; I am a romantic and what I love about this book is…. Ree is too!&amp;nbsp; She fell head over her black heels for her real life cowboy, Marlboro Man.&amp;nbsp; It wasn’t all hugs and kisses, well actually... there were a lot of hugs and kisses, but their love story is real and deep and inspiring.&amp;nbsp; The book made me reaffirm my belief in simple love and made me realize that love no matter how intense comes with serious threads of compromise.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Black Heels to Tractor Wheels&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;… she is a brave, brave hero in many ways.&amp;nbsp; Being a Library girl I must admit there aren’t many books that I long to own, but this love story is one that needs to live on my bookshelf.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If you need a happy heart, spring in your step, sparkle in your eye sort of read…. Pick up a copy.&amp;nbsp; It made me feel warm and content.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-7987788393463466045?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/7987788393463466045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=7987788393463466045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/7987788393463466045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/7987788393463466045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/05/pioneer-woman-writes-little-gem-about.html' title='Pioneer Woman Writes a Little Gem about Love'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7nlYSGRr6gg/TcKZ10k4e3I/AAAAAAAAAeA/98t48kdSj6w/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-8864465500694332378</id><published>2011-05-03T19:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T19:04:38.391-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rick Springfield'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>Rick Springfield and a Poor Choice...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Just a few comments....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So disappointed to learn that my boy, Rick Springfield was pulled over for a DUI. &amp;nbsp; His shows are often celebrated with a little vino but seriously, Rick my love, my favorite singer of all time.... sixty one and DUI? &amp;nbsp;It would be irresponsible of me not to say, I am disappointed and sad that this has happened. &amp;nbsp;Poor choice lover boy. &amp;nbsp;I am embarrassed that my kids may have heard this news knowing their mommy worships you. &amp;nbsp;Now, make it up to me by scheduling a Connecticut show.... it's been awhile since we've had a chance to visit. &amp;nbsp;But ladies... let's be honest even the mug shot is depicts a cutie patootie. Rick, stop polluting your hot bod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NIqWy0PCDeA/TcCHGLcyEBI/AAAAAAAAAd8/d4W_V3zninM/s1600/Rick.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NIqWy0PCDeA/TcCHGLcyEBI/AAAAAAAAAd8/d4W_V3zninM/s320/Rick.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And on a happier note... &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy 15th Anniversary to my Friend and her dear husband. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;We've been friends for more than 20 years now and have seen one another grow up. &amp;nbsp;I am so happy for you. &amp;nbsp;You've always been &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;"That couple" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;who has it done it right. &amp;nbsp;I am proud of you and so happy that your love is strong. &amp;nbsp;I hope you are enjoying your special "sunny" day!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Have a good day peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-8864465500694332378?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/8864465500694332378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=8864465500694332378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8864465500694332378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8864465500694332378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/05/rick-springfield-and-poor-choice.html' title='Rick Springfield and a Poor Choice...'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NIqWy0PCDeA/TcCHGLcyEBI/AAAAAAAAAd8/d4W_V3zninM/s72-c/Rick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-8310960217071690755</id><published>2011-05-01T17:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T07:56:22.530-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><title type='text'>Weddings and Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLYbOlh6seg/Tb3Pq5SwMVI/AAAAAAAAAd4/3FlKDoK-DlE/s1600/kate_and_william_620x350.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLYbOlh6seg/Tb3Pq5SwMVI/AAAAAAAAAd4/3FlKDoK-DlE/s320/kate_and_william_620x350.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The royal wedding was like a mini vacation.&amp;nbsp; What a treat… the dress, the kiss, another kiss, another dress, hope, love, dreams… it was all the things that a modern day fairy tale are made of.&amp;nbsp; Although weddings are made of man and wife, I had a personal moment that made me realize the special love that only a mother can provide… and since weddings are on our mind and Mother’s Day is just about here… I’ll share my mother moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I spoke of the dress and details to my girls, the other moms and the softball field and my co-workers. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We had open hearts, big eyes and dramatic pause when we spoke of the real life princess.&amp;nbsp; We loved William and his care for his girl, Kate. &amp;nbsp;But really it wasn’t until I was able to "dish the details" with my Mom, then the royal wedding was complete.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Somehow speaking with my mom, my friend, my rock about the perfect dress, the sweet loving glances and comments between the royal couple and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;“oh how we loved the second dress”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; did the royal wedding become a meaningful event.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My mom is the one woman on this earth that gets it me --- with a word or a full length ramble, a glance or a complete stare.&amp;nbsp; She has always been able to read my mind and my heart.&amp;nbsp; I loved talking wedding with her but honestly, I love talking anything with her. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;It’s Mother’s Day week and we should celebrate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-8310960217071690755?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/8310960217071690755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=8310960217071690755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8310960217071690755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8310960217071690755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/05/weddings-and-mom.html' title='Weddings and Mom'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLYbOlh6seg/Tb3Pq5SwMVI/AAAAAAAAAd4/3FlKDoK-DlE/s72-c/kate_and_william_620x350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-1684058284953319987</id><published>2011-04-29T08:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T08:31:12.008-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='step mothering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hectic life'/><title type='text'>A New Low</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Motherhood hit a new low &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;at 7:23 this morning. &amp;nbsp;I had to use a hair dryer to dry my daughters school shirt. &amp;nbsp;Yep, that shiny new dryer can't get here fast enough.... If you are looking for me this weekend, I'll be in the basement catching up on the laundry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-1684058284953319987?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/1684058284953319987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=1684058284953319987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1684058284953319987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1684058284953319987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-low.html' title='A New Low'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-1275326885301797137</id><published>2011-04-23T12:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T13:07:26.673-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five for Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>five for Friday</title><content type='html'>As I stood in the pouring rain watching my kids march around the field for opening day of little league, it dawned on me that I didn't post Five for Friday... so here are five great things about today... Saturday style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our older kids return tonight. &amp;nbsp;I can't wait to hear all about their Disney adventures. &amp;nbsp;I think I will greet them with a kiss, hug and a reminder that YES, they will be going to school on Monday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let the season officially begin... yes, it's baseball and softball people. &amp;nbsp;Get ready, the party starts now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our dryer broke this morning... &amp;nbsp;not a great thing but it will lead to a great thing if we can figure out a way to buy a new super duper one!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Husband offered to go to the laundromat today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One more page to complete my nieces scrapbook! &amp;nbsp;It's taken a year to do...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Saturday, it's raining, vacation is winding down, the dryer broke, Wal-Mart sold out of egg dye, Easter is tomorrow and the bunny hasn't shopped yet, It's 40 degrees out and I am tired because our cub scout has &amp;nbsp;been up in the middle of the last three nights... &amp;nbsp;But Paper Peeps, chin up, life is good, my husband is at the laundromat! He obviously knew my breaking point. &amp;nbsp;I don't call him the World's Greatest for nothing. &amp;nbsp;Heres to a great Saturday and a peaceful and blessed Easter day! &amp;nbsp;Happy Easter Paper Peeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-1275326885301797137?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/1275326885301797137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=1275326885301797137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1275326885301797137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1275326885301797137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/04/five-for-friday_23.html' title='five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-3996230662419159406</id><published>2011-04-21T17:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T17:22:55.710-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Paper Mom Meets the Governor - A Fun Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Well yesterday was a BIG day!&amp;nbsp; Remember a while back when I &lt;a href="http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/paper-mom-votes-for-malloy.html"&gt;posted &lt;/a&gt;about my affection for Governor Dannel Malloy?&amp;nbsp; Well &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;“his people”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; contacted &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;“my people”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and today we were able to visit with the Governor himself.&amp;nbsp; It was a thrill and a memory for both me, the World’s Greatest Husband and three out of five kids.&amp;nbsp; But let’s not kid ourselves; I was the one with stars in my eyes.&amp;nbsp; Our oldest two missed all the action because they are making big memories with Mickey Mouse as they march in a few parades where the weather is much warmer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So our little trip started off like any special family event that &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;“us moms”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; know all too well… a few arguments about what to wear, what not to wear and early morning showers for all. Despite the sassiness of two tweens we did manage to get out the door and arrived early on dear Dannel’s doorstep.&amp;nbsp; I felt sort of like royalty when the front desk called up to the Governor’s office to announce our arrival.&amp;nbsp; Minutes later we were all sitting and chatting like old friends.&amp;nbsp; He was warm, interested and sweetly trying to draw out our three shell shocked kids.&amp;nbsp; Our cub scout was the most comfortable.&amp;nbsp; Which by the way confirms my motherly instinct that my kid may actually be the governor one day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A picture here, a picture there… and out the door we go.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--jw5Vxqk03g/TbCe9w70cHI/AAAAAAAAAdo/w0yqq6TBbSM/s1600/dan+malloy2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--jw5Vxqk03g/TbCe9w70cHI/AAAAAAAAAdo/w0yqq6TBbSM/s320/dan+malloy2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;On our way out we were greeted by Governor Malloy’s right hand man, Roy Ochiogrosso he clearly stated he is a Paper Mom fan (at least for the five minutes he read my post.)&amp;nbsp; At this point I felt a little woozy from the whole experience and my tendency to rattle on (and on) seemed to take shape.&amp;nbsp; Silly, silly Paper Mom, I really need to learn how to shut up sometimes.&amp;nbsp; He was kind and also made the kids feel like rock stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The icing on the cake?&amp;nbsp;This is where the story gets good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I of course went directly to Wal-Mart to develop my photographs.&amp;nbsp; I hemmed and hawed, should I be so bold to print a 5x7 of me and the Governor for my desk? After some debating in my head, I went for it and ordered 1 – 5x7.&amp;nbsp; When the Wal-Mart associate, who called me over by name (you know how I love, love, love good customer service) and said he made a mistake and accidentally printed an 8x10 of me and my husband, I didn’t think much of it.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Many of the photos being printed were of me and the World’s Greatest Husband (this print job included photos from Christmas through today).&amp;nbsp; He then proceeded to open up the folder and show me the mistake.&amp;nbsp; I blurted out… that’s not my husband, that’s the Governor!&amp;nbsp; His reply? &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I thought he looked familiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-3996230662419159406?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/3996230662419159406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=3996230662419159406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3996230662419159406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3996230662419159406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/04/paper-mom-meets-governor-fun-day.html' title='Paper Mom Meets the Governor - A Fun Day!'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--jw5Vxqk03g/TbCe9w70cHI/AAAAAAAAAdo/w0yqq6TBbSM/s72-c/dan+malloy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-5662639452972016366</id><published>2011-04-19T10:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T10:03:23.460-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>It's School Vacation Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Staring at the blank screen knowing this is the week to blog but not knowing what to blog about.&amp;nbsp; It’s not like my life isn’t full of humorous moments or crazy tales….&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But, what to write?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I’ll start with a list of my &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;top ten items &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;that I would do if this school vacation week wasn’t about carting around kids, coming up with kid friendly activities and cleaning the house….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I would go to the outlets from 9am to 9pm after claiming my winning lotto ticket!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I would drink wine as I take a bubble bath and read a book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I would stay in my pajamas all day and paper craft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I would drive to Massachusetts visit the Vera Bradley outlet and hit every paper specialty store between here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;No cooking, no dishes, no laundry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I would spend an entire day on the internet, reading blogs, reading crafty posts and spending a lot of time on Martha Stewart, Food Network and &amp;nbsp;the Lands End websites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Nap, channel surf and in general be a slacker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Manicures, pedicures, massages and a “re-do” on my “too dark” hair color would all make for a good day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Purchase and sleep in new pajamas .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Walk in the sun with Rick blasting in my ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So in the scheme of things, all minor luxuries but luxuries I don’t participate in very often…. I am not complaining, life is good and I am glad to have a break of our traditional routine. &amp;nbsp;A girl can always dream, right?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Have a good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-5662639452972016366?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/5662639452972016366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=5662639452972016366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/5662639452972016366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/5662639452972016366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-school-vacation-week.html' title='It&apos;s School Vacation Week'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-6820321008274560683</id><published>2011-04-15T12:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T12:41:35.026-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Five for Friday - Here are Five Great Things about Today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1. Vacation starts today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2. It has been a very, very, very busy week. &amp;nbsp;Last night our teenagers at dinner at 10:30PM, and I am not kidding! &amp;nbsp;So Friday has never felt so good... &amp;nbsp;although the calendar is full for the next vacation week, it will help to have time away from work. &amp;nbsp;My brain needs a break. &amp;nbsp;My focus needs to be refueled. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3. My kids and his kids are gone for the next 48 hours. &amp;nbsp;That comes at the exact right moment because after this week, I am not sure of the World's Greatest Husband's name.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;4. Going to the movies this weekend....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;5. Spent the morning with my step daughter. &amp;nbsp;She is sick. &amp;nbsp;Even though the circumstance wasn't fun our time together was nice. &amp;nbsp;We giggled and snuggled until her mom came to take her to the pediatrician.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;6. BONUS: &amp;nbsp;Finishing a special scrapbook for my beautiful little niece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Have a good weekend paper peeps....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-6820321008274560683?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/6820321008274560683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=6820321008274560683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/6820321008274560683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/6820321008274560683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/04/five-for-friday_15.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-5913672653016861575</id><published>2011-04-11T08:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T08:40:24.837-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World&apos;s Greatest Husband'/><title type='text'>The obvious...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sometimes the obvious is not so obvious....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;While shopping this weekend I stumbled upon a deal that couldn't be beat... men's extra long ties for $6 at JCPenney. &amp;nbsp;The World's Greatest Husband insists on an "extra long tie." Although the selection isn't as good in the extra long tie market and the prices are higher... I am always hopeful. &amp;nbsp;The clearance ties were all solid silks, see what I mean? variety and style gets lost in the extra long tie arena no snazzy patterns. &amp;nbsp;So fuschia, teal or purple are my choices. &amp;nbsp;I stood there for 20 minutes debating.... bright ties, solid ties, cheap ties. &amp;nbsp;I decided on the purple, which was the deepest and less bright of the three. &amp;nbsp;I felt unsure, uneasy and a bit tentative when unveiling my super bargain. &amp;nbsp;Only to my surprise and delight, the World's Greatest Husband announces...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Oooh, my school colors... perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hahahah! &amp;nbsp;I never thought of the fact that the man is an administrator in a school where the color is PURPLE! &amp;nbsp;Perfect for spirit day, game day and graduation..... &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;sometimes the obvious is not so obvious and when the obvious is on clearance, all the better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Happy Monday Paper Peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-5913672653016861575?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/5913672653016861575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=5913672653016861575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/5913672653016861575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/5913672653016861575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/04/obvious.html' title='The obvious...'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-5222665477613317299</id><published>2011-04-08T14:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T14:46:09.060-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five for Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Five Great Things about Today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's Friday! It's Friday! It's Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Picked up some great books at our library book sale. &amp;nbsp;Spent $10 and got a huge armful of books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;While at the Library I also picked up some books I had reserved from other libraries. &amp;nbsp;I am so excited to read these books! Entertaining, craft and decorating books seem to make me happy. When I reserve from other libraries, I call it "shopping" &amp;nbsp;it reminds me of when I surf amazon but it's FREE! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Bought a little easter tree to hang some paperly tags, stickers and calling cards on. &amp;nbsp;I think this will offer the perfect little display for those personalized pretties! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's warm outside. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-5222665477613317299?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/5222665477613317299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=5222665477613317299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/5222665477613317299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/5222665477613317299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/04/five-for-friday_08.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-8793801285564913593</id><published>2011-04-06T16:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T16:49:08.757-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authors/library'/><title type='text'>Another author to love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g4F9SgLO2aU/TZzQ9Gw-YzI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Z65JAIUV6Zw/s1600/adams.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g4F9SgLO2aU/TZzQ9Gw-YzI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Z65JAIUV6Zw/s400/adams.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I just finished reading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Playdate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; by Thelma Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I heard about this book while listening to Faith Middleton on NPR.&amp;nbsp; She knows how to pick em! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ok ladies… I started reading while waiting for my 16 year old son to finish up a physical therapy appointment and I think I was blushing.&amp;nbsp; I kept the book tight on my lap, not to show a soul the cover.&amp;nbsp; I started to sweat a little… maybe because my kid was nearby or maybe because I felt like it wasn’t lady like to be reading such details in the middle of a busy waiting room?&amp;nbsp; Yep, this book has a few scenes that made me feel like a college girl again.&amp;nbsp; When I shared the first chapter (yes, I said first chapter!) with the World’s Greatest Husband he said, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;“Hmm maybe you should read to me at bedtime”&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I must admit, he made me chuckle with that one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, the book was well done.&amp;nbsp; It was a quick read full of drama and tantric sex.&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed this little escape and other than not wanting to share the book cover with my five kids, I am happy to encourage you to grab a copy and get lost in a little house wives or should I say house husbands….. drama.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;More importantly you can dive into a story that examines modern day parenting while exploring the balancing act of marriage, family, work and self, truly a balancing act that we all struggle with.&amp;nbsp; You can follow Thelma Adams on Facebook and Twitter.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-8793801285564913593?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/8793801285564913593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=8793801285564913593&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8793801285564913593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8793801285564913593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/04/another-author-to-love.html' title='Another author to love...'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g4F9SgLO2aU/TZzQ9Gw-YzI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Z65JAIUV6Zw/s72-c/adams.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-7784469245779038722</id><published>2011-04-04T08:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T08:31:01.486-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gayle King'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oprah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hectic life'/><title type='text'>Blog, blog, blog... I need my blog...to keep me sane.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's Monday at 8:17am. &amp;nbsp;It feels like Wednesday 9:30pm. &amp;nbsp;I've done more than what should be legally allowed for a Monday morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I have many posts floating in my head.... now if I could just carve out a few minutes this week to blog about:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Oprah - Did you watch Master Class? &amp;nbsp;seriously, this woman brings goosebumps to my soul every single time I pay attention to her. &amp;nbsp;I wanted to take notes.... lucky for me I have it on my DVR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Grey's Anatomy &amp;nbsp;- Did you watch the music video episode. &amp;nbsp;What were they thinking? &amp;nbsp;I watched because that is what I do but it seemed sort of silly. &amp;nbsp;Callie has a nice voice and I thought she looked amazing. &amp;nbsp;I did burst into sobbing crying at one point. &amp;nbsp;I am not kidding, it sort of shocked me... but they sang a song that made me think of an old friend and it was sort of too much for me to handle. &amp;nbsp;So I guess they did ok if the episode evoked that much emotion out of me... but I still vote for silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And the post I know you are waiting for....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We made the high school baseball team and softball team. &amp;nbsp;Softball for little girls starts this week and baseball for the cub scout starts on Sat. &amp;nbsp;Yep, it's my favorite season. &amp;nbsp;I think just the thought of spring makes me tense and moody. &amp;nbsp;Get ready for those fun, stressful posts... I've already had one breakdown. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ok Paper Peeps, have a good week. &amp;nbsp;check back soon. &amp;nbsp;I hope to blog to keep me sane this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-7784469245779038722?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/7784469245779038722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=7784469245779038722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/7784469245779038722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/7784469245779038722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-blog-blog-i-need-my-blogto-keep-me.html' title='Blog, blog, blog... I need my blog...to keep me sane.'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-34471165183147679</id><published>2011-04-01T16:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T16:21:51.377-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>Five great things about today...&lt;br /&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;School basket fundraiser tonight - really hoping I win a Keurig for the office.&lt;br /&gt;2. cub scout fun tomorrow... and 50 degrees to boot!&lt;br /&gt;3. I grocery shopped at the store... no online order. &amp;nbsp;stressful but completed.&lt;br /&gt;4. thinking about relay for life... what do you think? want to be on a team together?&lt;br /&gt;5. Got a great party idea brewing for April....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-34471165183147679?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/34471165183147679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=34471165183147679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/34471165183147679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/34471165183147679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/04/five-for-friday.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-3050790081796755055</id><published>2011-03-29T17:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T17:27:21.724-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blended family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='step mothering'/><title type='text'>Step-Mo the constant challenge...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I took note of a family across the way at church this week.&amp;nbsp; They had six kids.&amp;nbsp; Knowing how hard life is with many children I prayed for them.&amp;nbsp; I also went to a weird place… &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;That woman birthed those six babies… OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As a Step-Mo I always describe our family with the qualifier&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;… we are a blended family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I sometimes even say, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I didn’t give birth to all five.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; It is always a tad uncomfortable when you have to explain "the situation". &amp;nbsp;99% of the population gets it and 50% of the population is right there living it with me.&amp;nbsp; Somehow I feel the need to let folks know I didn’t have three of those babies slide out of my vagina.&amp;nbsp; But &amp;nbsp;I guess I want the world to also know that just because I didn’t give them life I certainly support it, maintain it and sacrifice a ton for it, as I do for my husband and my two biological kids. I’ve posted about being a Step-Mo so many times.&amp;nbsp; It is such an interesting role and as a woman who has a brain, a job and a supportive husband, I still struggle with how to handle it all.&amp;nbsp; Our life moves at an amazing pace and there are days when I want to stop this rollercoaster and scream.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I feel for the step-mo’s who struggle with disrespectful kids, biological mothers who butt in and husbands who are caught in the middle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I know there are many other families that are engaged in a constant struggle.&amp;nbsp; We have our share of relatively small struggles and I think we’ve managed to strike a balance with I am &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; the mom, I &lt;u&gt;am&lt;/u&gt; the mom, I &lt;u&gt;look&lt;/u&gt; like a mom, I &lt;u&gt;act&lt;/u&gt; like a mom, I know I certainly can &lt;u&gt;yell &lt;/u&gt;like a mom…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So why do I feel a need to qualify my family situation with that statement… blended family?&amp;nbsp; The World’s Greatest Husband and I end each day with a recap of our worries and frustrations as they relate to each and every one of our five kids.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We struggle to afford each kid and their activities. When they are sick we share the responsibility of missing work.&amp;nbsp; I try to create menus that satisfy the picky eaters that sit at our dining room table, I taxi drive, I pick up, drop off and visit mom’s house more times in a week than I ever care to count…. So why isn’t the statement simply… &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Our five kids… I have five kids….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; PS - Add to the mix, we don’t even have the traditional every Thursday night and every other weekend custody situation!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We share the week. I put them on the bus 3 out of five school mornings.&amp;nbsp; I am not saying all this for you the reader… I am saying this for me the writer…. This mental struggle I fight must end!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I need to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;STEP-MO-IT-UP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;and proudly state… &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;I have five kids… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;no qualifiers… no birthing statements….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I guess there will always be situations where I will explain but next time that Walmart cashier casually asks… how many kids do you have? I am absolutely, proudly stating - - - &amp;nbsp;five.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Baby steps, people….baby steps. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;That damn Snow White and Cinderella... They set the stage for the Step-Mo long ago... making my job a heck of a lot harder...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-3050790081796755055?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/3050790081796755055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=3050790081796755055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3050790081796755055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3050790081796755055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/step-mo-constant-challenge.html' title='Step-Mo the constant challenge...'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-6711060267114774313</id><published>2011-03-25T14:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T14:39:26.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>five for Friday</title><content type='html'>Five great things about today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant finished!&lt;br /&gt;I plan on crafting this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting quietly - breathing deeply - thinking positively&lt;br /&gt;Wearing new jeans&lt;br /&gt;Got a new book (read the first chapter while waiting for our 16 year old at the doctor's office, I have to admit... I was blushing reading this hot, fun, smut- in a public place-OMG- can't wait to get back to it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Weekend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-6711060267114774313?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/6711060267114774313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=6711060267114774313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/6711060267114774313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/6711060267114774313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/five-for-friday_25.html' title='five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-1242723058018677032</id><published>2011-03-23T15:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T15:03:52.640-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>We didn't win....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I had two laughs yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;With mega millions at 224 million I told my kids, if we win... I will buy you anything you want tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;They were simple... a cell phone and a lap top, easy peasy.... &amp;nbsp;My daughter chimed in, do we have to go to school? &amp;nbsp;I said no, if we win, you can take tomorrow off but then it's back to normal, back to school. &amp;nbsp;She was thrilled and said, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Deal!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2. Then while we were waiting for our cub scout to finish gymnastics... two ten year old boys introduced themselves to one another.... Hi my name is Dyson, like the vacuum and the other, &amp;nbsp;Hi, I'm Sage like the herb. &amp;nbsp;Singly their names aren't odd but the moment had me rolling in the waiting room! &amp;nbsp;OK, Maybe you had to be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-1242723058018677032?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/1242723058018677032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=1242723058018677032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1242723058018677032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1242723058018677032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-didnt-win.html' title='We didn&apos;t win....'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-4666551921094465788</id><published>2011-03-21T16:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T16:27:25.563-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stylish living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Precious Mommy / Daughter Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I Heart &lt;a href="http://jorgensen.uconn.edu/"&gt;Jorgensen&lt;/a&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;On Thursday I had a date night with my 10 year old daughter.&amp;nbsp; This was special for many different reasons…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1. We have 5 kids so a night alone with one of them is special, they feel like rock stars.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; We planned to go to Friendly’s for dinner.&amp;nbsp; I saved my weight watchers points all day so I could eat guilt free.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; My daughter is a fabulous singer with no self-confidence.&amp;nbsp; She can belt it out but has no desire to perform in front of others.&amp;nbsp; I thought the whole &lt;a href="http://jorgensen.uconn.edu/"&gt;Jorgensen &lt;/a&gt;experience would open up her heart to the thrill of performance.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; I wanted her to see theater, art, culture.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;5. I played up our time away together in a super big way.&amp;nbsp; I made the venue, the experience and our alone time &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;BIG, BIG, BIG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So all in all &lt;a href="http://jorgensen.uconn.edu/"&gt;Jorgensen&lt;/a&gt; was the perfect venue for us to have a special Mommy/Daughter date. …. Until we pulled into the parking lot and in her smarty pants sort of way she says &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;“Mom, I’ve been here before, for a school field trip”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ok, so it changed things slightly but my love for Jorgensen was only intensified as I realized they market their venue to my children’s schools.&amp;nbsp; That’s good business because the theater is something to see!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So check out their calendar of events.&amp;nbsp; It looks amazing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You may see Papermom and her crew at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Aga-Boom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, that show sounds like a great time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/91DSsmQAlK0" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-4666551921094465788?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/4666551921094465788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=4666551921094465788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4666551921094465788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/4666551921094465788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/precious-mommy-daughter-time.html' title='Precious Mommy / Daughter Time...'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/91DSsmQAlK0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-7009297934092112170</id><published>2011-03-19T23:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T23:43:21.084-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World&apos;s Greatest Husband'/><title type='text'>Proving his Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The other day the World's Greatest Husband texted me with a few comments that made me wonder....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;That doesn't sound like my husband....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;did someone steal his phone?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I knew it was him but was giggly and texted... "Who are you and what did you do with my husband" &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;He responded with &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;"It's me and I'll prove it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I have to admit I anxiously awaited his proof!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A few minutes later he sent this.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;lt;------&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The World's Greatest and I often point our fingers outward when we tell one another just how much we love one another.... you see, when you point your fingers it means it goes on forever! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I love that guy and his special text message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's good to be in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-7009297934092112170?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/7009297934092112170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=7009297934092112170&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/7009297934092112170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/7009297934092112170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/proving-his-love.html' title='Proving his Love'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-2995660739572505134</id><published>2011-03-18T10:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T10:58:30.477-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five for Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>It's Friday and here are my five great things about today...&lt;br /&gt;1. Hello 70 degree day..... I've been waiting for you!&lt;br /&gt;2. Party planning central here.... Seven year old Magic Tree House Party happening Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;3. Had a fabulous time at Jorgensen last night. &amp;nbsp;I'll blog about that mommy daughter night out later....&lt;br /&gt;4. Report cards galore... so lucky to have smart, bright babies...&lt;br /&gt;5. A day off to organize party fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you happiness on this warm, bright day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-2995660739572505134?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/2995660739572505134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=2995660739572505134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2995660739572505134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2995660739572505134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/five-for-friday_18.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-1970637976214064113</id><published>2011-03-16T08:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T08:36:35.310-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cub scout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><title type='text'>Proud of our cub scout</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Today my little cub scout snuggled in bed with me before our crazy day started. &amp;nbsp;We watched the first few minutes of our favorite, The Today Show. &amp;nbsp;Of course the headline was all about Japan. &amp;nbsp;My little guy said.... &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"I wish I could send them like... $144 dollars." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I asked, why? &amp;nbsp;he said, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"They need help, maybe they could buy a house" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;My son continuously makes me smile (and yes, scream too) he has a good soul and still has innocence that warms my heart. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;While speaking with my mom last night she mentioned that she often wants to comment on the blog, honestly somedays I think she is my only reader, well except when I blog about "The Gov." &amp;nbsp;My mom isn't quite sure how to make that comment widget work so I will comment for her... my mom would simply say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; "I love how the little boy thinks, I like the way his brain works" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I would have to agree with her... he is my sweet, kind cub scout- unless he is chasing his three sisters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-1970637976214064113?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/1970637976214064113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=1970637976214064113&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1970637976214064113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1970637976214064113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/proud-of-our-cub-scout.html' title='Proud of our cub scout'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-6967503100989440330</id><published>2011-03-14T21:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T21:15:40.971-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cub scout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><title type='text'>Paper Mom, Politics and Birthday Parties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Well after a wild weekend of&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; pretending to be a political blogger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, it feels good to be back in my cozy place blogging about life the way I know and love it.&amp;nbsp; I am so appreciative of the clicks and am hopeful I have attracted a few new readers but front line “political blogger” really isn’t my style.&amp;nbsp; I am happy to support our governor (like the headline reads&amp;nbsp;“Woman calls Malloy sweet Dannel and thinks she may be in love”) but being a political blogger takes way more energy than being a Paper Mom. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I did learn a few things from my power post…. It is amazing to see social media work.&amp;nbsp; It is a powerful tool that is so connected… politicians, corporations and non profits should take note of the opportunities to grow because apparently &amp;nbsp;it only takes a few posts or comments &amp;nbsp;to spread through networks &amp;nbsp;and WHAMMO there is a platform for opinions, purchases, and endorsements!&amp;nbsp; I guess I knew this all along but watching my click ticker rise and rise with my post proved to me that it is serious business when 3.9 million mom bloggers are projected to generate 26 million dollars. I am of the social variety, the non-money-making blogger.&amp;nbsp; It’s a hobby, it is fun and it’s a great way to connect with other 40 and fabulous moms trying to make their way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-aUffBLhI6gw/TX69XdG1TwI/AAAAAAAAAdg/TrEB7YPGej0/s1600/126158-px310-232940.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-aUffBLhI6gw/TX69XdG1TwI/AAAAAAAAAdg/TrEB7YPGej0/s200/126158-px310-232940.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So Paper mom is back and I am in party mode! Our Little cub scout turns seven and our "Magic Tree House" party is in full swing…. 20 little classmates are expected &amp;nbsp;here to do crafts, fun, games, cake and presents &amp;nbsp;for 90 minutes on Sunday afternoon!&amp;nbsp; Our son is soooo excited and I have to admit, I am pretty excited too.&amp;nbsp; But like any good mother, I am totally holding it all over his head this week… I’ve used &amp;nbsp;the “I’ll cancel your party” line with every &amp;nbsp;hint of uncooperative behavior. &amp;nbsp;With those sort of spirited (and loving) threats, It should be smooth sailing this week as we prepare for our big celebration. &amp;nbsp;By the way….. any Magic Tree House party crafts, games, decorations or activities that you can offer me are appreciated… and if you want to come over and clean the house, that's helpful too!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Paper love going out to my peeps...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-6967503100989440330?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/6967503100989440330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=6967503100989440330&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/6967503100989440330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/6967503100989440330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/paper-mom-politics-and-birthday-parties.html' title='Paper Mom, Politics and Birthday Parties'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-aUffBLhI6gw/TX69XdG1TwI/AAAAAAAAAdg/TrEB7YPGej0/s72-c/126158-px310-232940.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-891048568356786659</id><published>2011-03-12T15:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T15:11:31.121-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40 and Fabulous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working'/><title type='text'>For all the mothers out there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;...and on a lighter note...I love this video!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Happy International Women's Day! (a few days late)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Special thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.kindovermatter.com/"&gt;Kind over Matter&lt;/a&gt; for posting this. &amp;nbsp;Now, paper peeps...Pass it on to the special women in your life who are working hard to build a fabulous life...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eaf_X9qSeVY?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-891048568356786659?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/891048568356786659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=891048568356786659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/891048568356786659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/891048568356786659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-this-video-happy-international.html' title='For all the mothers out there...'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/eaf_X9qSeVY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-8461301530937848098</id><published>2011-03-11T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T09:49:52.482-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five for Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>It's Friday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's Friday so that means.... Five for Friday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Here are five great things about today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1. Feeling giddy over the fact that yesterday's post has generated so many Paper Mom hits!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2. Thrilled that the Governor's Office read my post :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3. Well, if your visiting because of that post, click on over to Facebook or Twitter so you can follow Paper Mom and get Paper Mom updates... share the love - Paper Peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;4. A fifty degree weekend makes me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;5. Didn't read yesterday's post? here is a link.. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/paper-mom-votes-for-malloy.html"&gt;http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/paper-mom-votes-for-malloy.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Happy Weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-8461301530937848098?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/8461301530937848098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=8461301530937848098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8461301530937848098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8461301530937848098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s Friday...'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-2107739703296529895</id><published>2011-03-10T17:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T07:01:14.814-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Paper Mom votes for Malloy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;So as you know, I am not a political blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I write about being a mom and step mo to five great kids, and lover to one World’s Greatest Husband.&amp;nbsp; I blog, I vent, I endorse great books and share little nuggets of life that make me love being a woman, wife, mom and professional.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Truth is… I am a closet political news junkie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Ah, that admission felt good…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-k2bVXt-UHOI/TXlJAYIG5lI/AAAAAAAAAdc/qX0UDK-eyE4/s1600/Malloy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-k2bVXt-UHOI/TXlJAYIG5lI/AAAAAAAAAdc/qX0UDK-eyE4/s320/Malloy.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Last night I attended Governor Malloy's town hall meeting on the State’s budget.&amp;nbsp; This was momma’s night out, I attended with my boss so I had to keep it together but seriously…. It was like a trip to the candy store for this closet political paper mom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So here are my thoughts… I support our governor. Actually,&amp;nbsp; I sort of think I am in love with him.&amp;nbsp; No, not in a stupid wacky way, the World’s Greatest Husband is my guy but...&amp;nbsp; I loved watching the governor address the crowd.&amp;nbsp; His command of the situation, his kindness, his humbleness, his thoughtful approach, his wit, and his tie selection all made me sit up and take note.&amp;nbsp; Let’s be honest, who the heck wants this man’s job?&amp;nbsp; NO ONE - because it is not easy! &amp;nbsp;Hard times, tough decisions, it simply doesn’t add up to make any sense…. As I settle into 40 and fabulous I become more aware of the fact that we will never make everyone happy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And boy is that the truth with that town hall crowd.&amp;nbsp; But a life with respect, dignity and compassion always wins.&amp;nbsp; That is what I see in our dear governor. &amp;nbsp;His style and grace won me over in the moment, the dollars and cents, the cuts, the taxes it is all tough stuff but honestly, this mess didn’t happen in a day…. this mess hasn’t been attacked with any new brave decisions until now.&amp;nbsp; I am not sure I agree with it all but I do respect the man, the position and am willing to try something new.&amp;nbsp; I want attractive jobs moving into this state and my town.&amp;nbsp; I want nonprofits to have the best chance when it comes to helping those who need their services.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I want my children to live, work and play in our great state and I want higher education to be a priority. &amp;nbsp;I believe in State Higher Education as a woman who earned both her Master’s and Bachelor’s from the State System.&amp;nbsp; So there you have it… my political agenda.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I should run?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So with all that being said… I hope my sweet Dannel doesn’t let me down.&amp;nbsp; I am in his corner and am willing to support his budget today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When seeing the governor on the morning news with the town hall recap I asked my 7 year old if he knew who that was on TV.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;He proudly said “Dan Malloy” He followed that up with, it would be cool if he came to my birthday party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;So I think I have a little politician in the making…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-2107739703296529895?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/2107739703296529895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=2107739703296529895&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2107739703296529895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2107739703296529895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/paper-mom-votes-for-malloy.html' title='Paper Mom votes for Malloy!'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-k2bVXt-UHOI/TXlJAYIG5lI/AAAAAAAAAdc/qX0UDK-eyE4/s72-c/Malloy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-8059184248964431833</id><published>2011-03-07T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T08:28:08.428-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40 and Fabulous'/><title type='text'>It's Monday</title><content type='html'>It's Monday...&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time in more than a week that every kid got on the bus attending school. &amp;nbsp;It is the first time since last Tuesday that I have put on panty hose and jewelry. &amp;nbsp;We are all on the mend, slow but sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to giggle this weekend, so many of my friends commented on hair dye this weekend... on facebook, twitter or in line picking the kids up from Art it seemed to be the topic of choice. &amp;nbsp;I guess we are of a certain age where hair dye means something critical.... fabulous and forty comes with a price of about 7.99 every 5 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-8059184248964431833?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/8059184248964431833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=8059184248964431833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8059184248964431833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/8059184248964431833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-monday.html' title='It&apos;s Monday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-1540063008386618130</id><published>2011-03-04T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T13:34:25.491-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five for Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vlog family'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>Five Great things about today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;Grocery shopping online is truly a gift. &lt;br /&gt;2. Cub scouts is cancelled. &amp;nbsp;(I know that one sounds mean spirited, but I am glad to have no real plan for the evening - I am still sick)&lt;br /&gt;3. Daughter returned to school after a two day down for the count illness.&lt;br /&gt;4. I am a winner to the&lt;a href="http://jorgensen.uconn.edu/"&gt; Jorgensen &lt;/a&gt;AGAIN!!! Paper Peeps... please follow them on facebook and twitter and you will win too.... a two time winner is sort of embarrassing but - a night out with the World's Greatest Husband... for free? I'll TAKE IT!!!! Yippee! Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;5. I had the dreaded money date with husband - before work today.... now this is an unusual time for our "money dates" &amp;nbsp;but we did get it out of the way and that is a good thing.... it didn't end the way we like our money dates to end but then again... I am sick as a dog and he had to get to his job....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey favorite Paper Mom readers - Have a great weekend, enjoy the warmer temps tomorrow and check back soon - some exciting things are brewing on the Paper Mom site.... ok, I'll tell you... A VLOG! &amp;nbsp;I just need to get my voice back, color in my cheeks and find my microphone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-1540063008386618130?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/1540063008386618130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=1540063008386618130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1540063008386618130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1540063008386618130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/five-for-friday.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-1207085900509987922</id><published>2011-03-03T13:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T13:23:54.289-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><title type='text'>Puke March 2010 &amp; Puke March 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mamakatslosinit.com/"&gt;Mama Kat’s&lt;/a&gt; recent writing prompt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;What were you writing about last year at this time and what has changed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I was intrigued so I took a glimpse back…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;I was blogging about puke.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Do you remember the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://papermom.blogspot.com/2010/03/illness-lives-on.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; where I thought I was going to die with multiple child vomiting? I will never forget that illness!&amp;nbsp; I mentioned that to my husband….”World’s Greatest Husband, do you remember last year’s puke fest?&amp;nbsp; Yep, should have never mentioned it because hours later I was up with my ten year old worshipping the porcelain goddess…together once again.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;She puked every 20 minutes until about 3:30 am then every 40 minutes until 8:15 am.&amp;nbsp; We didn’t sleep.&amp;nbsp; At one point we were both fighting tears.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have been fighting illness all week so with no sleep, I certainly have crossed over… sick, achy, tired, sore throat, cough and temperature and my doctor is off today and I have a grant due tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;My daughter is better, the vomit turned to a temperature and now she has perked up and ate lunch…. She’s on her way to school tomorrow. So, you can all relate to the fact that moms can’t get sick, it doesn’t work, it’s not allowed, it messes everything up.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;So next time Mama Kat tells me to look back and see what I was blogging about, I may think twice for I believe I jinxed myself on this one…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Why couldn’t it have been a post about winning the lottery. &amp;nbsp;Nope, not much has changed around here....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-1207085900509987922?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/1207085900509987922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=1207085900509987922&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1207085900509987922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/1207085900509987922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/puke-march-2010-puke-march-2011.html' title='Puke March 2010 &amp; Puke March 2011'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-3357468134338703169</id><published>2011-03-01T21:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T21:43:47.598-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World&apos;s Greatest Husband'/><title type='text'>Celebrating my Husband's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today is the World’s Greatest Husband’s birthday.&amp;nbsp; We had the most amazing birthday celebration and I’ve been dying to blog about it.&amp;nbsp; First, did you know that we have had the past three weekends to ourselves? This is unheard of… a miracle, truly a dream come true.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The birthday celebration started with winning FREE tickets to the &lt;a href="http://www.jorgensen.uconn.edu/"&gt;Jorgensen&lt;/a&gt; to see the &lt;a href="http://www.canadiantenors.com/"&gt;Canadian Tenors&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I said free and I said the Canadian Tenors.&amp;nbsp; Do you know those cutie patoodie’s?&amp;nbsp; The Jorgensen is beautiful, I recommend that you friend them on facebook and twitter and maybe you can score yourself some freebies too!&amp;nbsp; It was a treat…. So when I announced our winnings to the World’s Greatest Husband he said he had a surprise for me… a dinner surprise… not a bad deal… free birthday tix and the birthday boy buys dinner too!&amp;nbsp; I keep telling you he is the World’s Greatest, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So peeps, the &lt;a href="http://www.stillrivercafe.com/"&gt;Still River Café&lt;/a&gt; in Eastford is a real gem.&amp;nbsp; Hidden in the middle of nowhere, the place will surely delight.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The food was seriously amazing, the service was top notch and the atmosphere was clean, crisp and comfortable.&amp;nbsp; I felt like I wanted to move in and cozy up for at least a few more meals, but we had a show to get to…&amp;nbsp; I can’t wait to go back.&amp;nbsp; Next time it will be for a relaxing dinner without the rush to get out the door… but if there was ever a show worth getting out the door to…. It would be the Canadian Tenors… those guys brought me to another place on earth.&amp;nbsp; They made me take a break, breath in my husband, close my eyes and simply be….&amp;nbsp; I love when music fills your soul.&amp;nbsp; The power of their voices and the strength that they brought to the auditorium was enough to make me feel like the luckiest woman on earth.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The group sang two songs that deserve comment.&amp;nbsp; The first… instrument of peace.&amp;nbsp; My husband and I share a prayer.&amp;nbsp; Yes, we share a prayer.&amp;nbsp; It is written on prayer card on our closet shelf.&amp;nbsp; I start most mornings with it.&amp;nbsp; There was a time that every mass ended with it…Prayer of Peace Saint Francis of Assisi. &amp;nbsp;Well the Canadian tenors performed our prayer in song and it meant a great deal to me…. and I swear I would have jumped my husband right then and there in the aisle if we were alone…&amp;nbsp; imagine that one… to a prayer…. Somehow it seems an appropriate way to celebrate our bond.&amp;nbsp; I love that guy and am so grateful that we are able to share our love.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6C0e2Pe2zgA?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The other song worth mentioning was Forever Young by Bob Dillon.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I thought of my children when this song was performed.&amp;nbsp; I’ve been so busy lately.&amp;nbsp; I’ve taken home a lot of work these past few weeks, I’ve spent hours on the computer, I’ve lost my way in a few moments and in the moment of that song, I came to appreciate the innocence of my kids…. They are my most important project, they deserve a mom who is present.&amp;nbsp; I figure I have about two weeks before the hustle and bustle of our life with five kids gets kicked up a few notches, it’s baseball and softball season and you know how I love that…. So I have lots of re-grouping to do before that season is in full swing.&amp;nbsp; It’s crazy that we move and live at this ridiculous pace.&amp;nbsp; I can’t do it all and the quicker I realize that… the better off I’ll be. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Lucky for me I have a supportive, kind and helpful World’s Greatest Birthday Husband to work with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A birthday weekend to remember…. And those are just parts I can share (wink, wink)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-3357468134338703169?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/3357468134338703169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=3357468134338703169&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3357468134338703169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/3357468134338703169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/03/today-is-worlds-greatest-husbands.html' title='Celebrating my Husband&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6C0e2Pe2zgA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-2127421637951549247</id><published>2011-02-25T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T15:17:37.449-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 for Friday'/><title type='text'>Five for Friday</title><content type='html'>Here are five great things about today...&lt;br /&gt;1. Why is it that some Fridays are easy peasy and some Fridays it is a bit harder to find those five great things....&lt;br /&gt;2. I had to buy some craft supplies for cub scouts tonight and found them on my first stop which is a gift....I thought for sure I would be driving all around town.&lt;br /&gt;3. Husbands birthday weekend celebration.... We are going to see the Canadian Tenors.... I love them...&lt;br /&gt;4. snow is melting but I am sure our basement will be flooded by 8pm tonight.&lt;br /&gt;5. Great friends have posted Paper Mom to their facebook accounts, I appreciate your support. &amp;nbsp;THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LTx8IGPwrIk?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072156480723044931-2127421637951549247?l=papermom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/feeds/2127421637951549247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072156480723044931&amp;postID=2127421637951549247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2127421637951549247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072156480723044931/posts/default/2127421637951549247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papermom.blogspot.com/2011/02/five-for-friday_25.html' title='Five for Friday'/><author><name>Paper Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039011142270479796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gh0u_ac3OCQ/TNnoN8XJnUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2CR0_tOXBgs/S220/download.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LTx8IGPwrIk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072156480723044931.post-367400471073407967</id><published>2011-02-23T06:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T06:29:55.656-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>One Proud Momma</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sometimes all aligns in life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday my little girl spoke in front of City Council in support of "Loving her Library."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was brief but for ten years old, I think she is well on her way to a successful career as a lobbyist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My little guy got a BUG award for citizenship (not to brag but its his 3rd one!) &amp;nbsp;The sky is the limit for the little cub scout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'll simply count my blessings before this day starts... you never know what it will bring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Have a good day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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