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		<title>Will Someone Please Pass Me The Trash Can?</title>
		<link>http://smommie.blogspot.com/2010/03/will-someone-please-pass-me-trash-can.html</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 20:58:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Super Mommie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I kinda feel sick. Today was bake sale day at work. Lot's of people baked lots of things. I felt the need to do my part. Now, I kinda want to barf.If it was put on the table, I ate it -- a lot of it.I spend lots of money for the cause.I wish I could bl...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[I kinda feel sick. Today was bake sale day at work. Lot's of people baked lots of things. I felt the need to do my part. Now, I kinda want to barf.<br /><br />If it was put on the table, I ate it -- a lot of it.<br /><br />I spend lots of money for the cause.<br /><br />I wish I could blog something funny or cute or even sarcastic today.<br /><br />But I can't.<br /><br />All I can do is hope that I can make it through traffic before the contents of my stomach begin to rebel.<br /><br />Sigh.<br /><br />My name is Super Mommie and I like to eat food.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" ><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85780/supermommie/e881ec3b550762dc0a92d4c22a68e88b.png" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5894389734993684212-3253055482525084511?l=smommie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Whoooo are you? do do do do.</title>
		<link>http://smommie.blogspot.com/2010/02/whoooo-are-you-do-do-do-do.html</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Feb 2010 03:40:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Super Mommie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am about 2 months away from my birthday -- my 38th birthday. I only had 2 months to decide what this will be the year of.You're asking, "The year of what?"Well, "the year of...." it's the annual affirmation that I make. A few years ago it was, "Just ...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[I am about 2 months away from my birthday -- my 38th birthday. I only had 2 months to decide what this will be the year of.<br /><br />You're asking, "The year of what?"<br /><br />Well, "the year of...." it's the annual affirmation that I make. A few years ago it was, "Just say no." Three years ago it was, "I'm not gonna do it, if it doesn't make me feel good." The affirmation has to be "me" related. It has to be for the good of "me". This year my affirmation is less of an affirmation and more of a quest.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Who will I be?</span><br /><br />I got married at a very young age -- I became a wife. Then I had a child at a kinda young age -- I became a mommie. I have of course, been a child, a sister, a niece, an aunt, a friend and on occasion -- a lover. Many of those things, I will always be. Some of those things, I have ceased being. And, in about 5 or so years, I will change the nature of some of those relationships, i.e. The Princess will go away to college and I will be home alone. At that point, who will I be?<br /><br />As an adult I've pretty much always been a wife and a mother. Soon I will get to discover who SM is as a person separate from wife and mother. Oh, I know, I know. So many people will say you aren't supposed to loose yourself just because you are a wife or mother. Well, the simply fact is, I did. I threw myself into wife-dom and mommie-dom.<br /><br />Oh, please don't think that I would change a thing! No, I'm not married any more and yes, I LOVE being mommie to the Princess. Of all the things that I will EVER be, my favorite title will always be mommie. But, I am soooo excited to start this next chapter in my life. The time of finding out who I am, what I like and what I want to do. There will be some moments of extreme selfishness, yes, there will. But there will also be some tender moments of pure giving.<br /><br />I've made some serious plans for this year. I am more than a little excited about them. I'll take you on as much of the journey as I can but some of those things, well, some of them are personal and aren't meant to be shared with others. Some things might be embarrassing but somethings might be too revealing or too raw.<br /><br />In any case all of them will be one step closer to who I am.<br /><br />Who are you?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5894389734993684212-3600339927908810514?l=smommie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Fiddle Dee Dee</title>
		<link>http://smommie.blogspot.com/2010/01/fiddle-dee-dee.html</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Jan 2010 15:27:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Super Mommie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[In the words of Professor Henry Higgins (My Fair Lady (1964)), "By George, I really did it, I did it, I did it!"I bought a new cell phone. Remember I regaled you with tales of the old phone? Well, I ordered a new phone while I was out Monday and guess ...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">In the words of Professor Henry Higgins (</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0058385/">My Fair Lady</a> (1964))</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">, "By George, I really did it, I did it, I did it!"</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />I bought a new cell phone. Remember I regaled you with tales of the </span><a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://smommie.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-my-phone-goes-ring-ling-ling.html">old phone</a><span style="font-family:georgia;">? Well, I ordered a new phone while I was out Monday and guess what came in the mail Tuesday? Yep -- a brand new phone, with push buttons that really work!(@.t.t gets no complaints from me). I can read complete text messages now! I can call people without knowing their numbers in advance! I can turn the ringer off at work so my funky ring tone doesn't get me in trouble with the @nchorm@n!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />Here's the old phone.<br /><br /></span><a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TszMKv3Lsss/S1ciuEyNX7I/AAAAAAAAAos/07P4sQtQX5o/s1600-h/old+phone.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TszMKv3Lsss/S1ciuEyNX7I/AAAAAAAAAos/07P4sQtQX5o/s200/old+phone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428846050772082610" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />And here's the new phone.</span><br /><br /><a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TszMKv3Lsss/S1ci7oVnnPI/AAAAAAAAAo0/IeIP4IgiuyM/s1600-h/new+phone.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TszMKv3Lsss/S1ci7oVnnPI/AAAAAAAAAo0/IeIP4IgiuyM/s200/new+phone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428846283654143218" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />Yep, it has all the bells and whistles that Super Mommie needs.</span><span style="font-family:georgia;"> SM is happier than a Sc@r.lett O**H@ra at the 12 Oaks bbq (you know, before that 'damned war'.)!<br /><br />On a side note, The Princess and I had an in depth conversation about cell phones and what it would take for her to get one. Oh, I know that the day is soon approaching but she felt that if she could get a job to help pay for the phone, she could get it earlier. She decided that she would get a job at the @.t.t store so that she could get a free phone and minutes. I explained that 13 year olds couldn't work at the @.t.t store. However, the store manager assured me he'd find a place for her and let her work under that table.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">As kind as that sounds, I don't want my kid's first work experience to be 'How to Work Under The Table 101.' It could be setting the child up for a life of avoiding the tax man.<br /><br />For now, I'm content with my phone and will leave worrying about a phone for The Princess until later.  "</span></span>I can't think about that right now. If I do, I'll go crazy. I'll think about that tomorrow". (<a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0031381/quotes">Scarlett O'Hara, Gone With The Wind </a>(1939))<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" ><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85780/supermommie/e881ec3b550762dc0a92d4c22a68e88b.png" border="0" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5894389734993684212-6939470690576198427?l=smommie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Baby, it&#8217;s cooold outside!</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2010 00:21:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Super Mommie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[We had a snow day last Friday!Well, kinda. Don't get too excited. What we really had was powdered sugar covered roads with ice underneath. So, The Princess and I stayed home and enjoyed the view...  from inside. No, we didn't build a (very tiny) snowma...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TszMKv3Lsss/S0pz6K5HfLI/AAAAAAAAAnE/7RxX1WgIN_s/s1600-h/5day_400x300.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425276144314711218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TszMKv3Lsss/S0pz6K5HfLI/AAAAAAAAAnE/7RxX1WgIN_s/s200/5day_400x300.jpg" border="0" /></a>We had a snow day last Friday!<br /><br />Well, kinda. Don't get too excited. What we really had was powdered sugar covered roads with ice underneath. So, The Princess and I stayed home and enjoyed the view...  from inside. No, we didn't build a (very tiny) snowman and no, we didn't roll snowballs and hit anyone.<br /><br /><br /><br />We aren't cold weather people. In fact, I was ready to pack my bags and move to some place nice and warm. I hear New Mexico and Arizona had temps in the 70's. Perhaps SM can find an anchorman to work for in one of those states!<br /><br /><br /><br />The weather people say we have a few more days of cold and then it should start warming back up. Good. I don't think I can take 20 degrees anymore. Bring on 50 degrees please! SM can't feel her fingers and toes!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5894389734993684212-6356429481788407617?l=smommie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>When My Phone Goes Ring-a-ling-a-ling&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://smommie.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-my-phone-goes-ring-ling-ling.html</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Dec 2009 23:32:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Super Mommie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I have to buy a new cell phone. My old one finally broke up with me.This cell phone and I have been in a relationship for 2 years this December. I wasn't "in love" with the cell phone, I was comfortable. We did things together (like texting and making ...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;">I have to buy a new cell phone. My old one finally broke up with me.<br /><br />This cell phone and I have been in a relationship for 2 years this December. I wasn't "in love" with the cell phone, I was comfortable. We did things together (like texting and making phone calls) and went places together (like my house and work) but there were things about our relationship that I didn't like. The reception sucks! I have to sit it "just so" on my desk or I will miss phone calls. And, the color was white. I have nothing against white phones, I just can't keep white anything clean. You will NEVER see me with a white purse, white shoes or white pants.<br /><br />So my relationship with my cell phone was going great until a few months ago with it stopped working. I mean it stopping receiving or making phone calls and texts. I called the store and they said with my particular phone, as it gets older, has to be turned off and left off for 5 minutes. Turns out, I had to do this once a month. I don't mind doing favors for the one I like so I endured.<br /><br />Then, a few months ago, the middle button (enter key) broke in half. How positively rude! But I can work around things like this. Relationships are about give and take. I used jewelry glue to glue the middle button (enter key) back together. It worked -- for two weeks. So, I glued it again. See, I have the need to make my (cell phone) relationships work as long as I possibly can (2 years, then I can get a free phone).<br /><br />Well, yesterday the middle button (enter key) broke off completely. So in my innate wisdom I decided if jewelry glue works well, super glue will work better! Right?! Sure...IF YOU WANT THE BUTTON (ENTER KEY) TO STOP WORKING!<br /><br />Yep! It stopping working. You wanna know what you can do when the middle button (enter key) stops working? Not a damned thing! Texting is difficult because your "slide" capability is gone and making calls is crap because you have to type in the phone number. I don't know your number!! It's in my phone!<br /><br />So my (4) fans, SM has to go a buy a new phone. "Sure, that's easy," you say. Then that proves you never even knew me! I don't just go out a buy a phone; I have to do research. I have to watch some video's on the latest phone and use the compare feature on the website. Then I have to go inside the store and hold the phones in my hand. Then I have to go back home and see consumer reviews. Then I have to see which ones are free under my contract and then buy the ding dang thing (and remember, when I say "buy", I mean get free).<br /><br />So tomorrow I have to go to the cell phone store and try out 2 new phones. No, no my dears, I will not tell you which ones until after I buy it. That's just how I am with my new <s>boyfriend</s> (cell phone). I want to pick him out, put him to my ear, try him for the afternoon and then tell you about him (that sounds bad-but in a good sort of way). Then I will unveil the new fellow that I have picked to be in my life, for the rest of my life (cell phone contract).</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5894389734993684212-163458628220254439?l=smommie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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