<?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-1563014044266824356</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:58:40.162-06:00</updated><category term='cooking with kids'/><category term='kindergarten'/><category term='Logan'/><category term='Kittens'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='bus ride'/><category term='tattoo'/><category term='Love Dare'/><category term='Go Cowboys'/><category term='change'/><category term='Christmas 2009 crochet craft'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='freedom'/><category term='smarty pants'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='pumokin pie'/><category term='preschool'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='first tooth'/><category term='Sexy Socks'/><category term='DIET'/><category term='dcta'/><category term='baby'/><category term='blastball'/><category term='skating'/><category term='25 things'/><category term='baking'/><category term='birth flowers'/><category term='weight watchers'/><category term='pumpkin patch'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='no sew blanket'/><category term='cuties'/><category term='the other woman'/><category term='PTA'/><category term='procrastination'/><category term='attitude'/><category term='reverse psychology'/><category term='public transit'/><category term='flylady'/><category term='work'/><category term='Dylan'/><category term='growing up'/><title type='text'>Momma Knows Best</title><subtitle type='html'>♥ The life and times of me and us ♥</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-1842274694242461418</id><published>2009-05-12T09:38:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T14:03:13.895-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Dare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><title type='text'>My name is Heather and I'm a Twiaddict</title><summary type='text'>To any friends that care at all that I havent been blogging much, sorry Ive been hanging out with the kids in Forks. :) I'll be back, but I dont think Ill ever be any good at blogging. I do have a new thing I am going to try though. Thanks to the twiwidower I was on blogspot which took me to Valeries page where I noticed a Love Dare thing that she did in Feburary. Coty hurt his back and spent all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/1842274694242461418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=1842274694242461418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/1842274694242461418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/1842274694242461418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-heather-and-im-twiaddict.html' title='My name is Heather and I&apos;m a Twiaddict'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-8238915273821990341</id><published>2009-03-04T10:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T10:19:55.809-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>An Interview with Logan</title><summary type='text'>1. What is something mom always says to you?I love you2. What makes mom happy?when Im good3. What makes mom sad?when our dog dies4. How does your mom make you laugh?by saying things that are funny like bloobybloobybloo bere are you? instead of scooby doo5. What was your mom like as a child?i dont know6. How old is your mom?six7. How tall is your mom?"i'm gonna count how big you are" (starts at my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/8238915273821990341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=8238915273821990341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/8238915273821990341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/8238915273821990341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2009/03/interview-with-logan.html' title='An Interview with Logan'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SgmTbVbAsII/AAAAAAAAAE0/6UhawSS6eug/s72-c/SDC10033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-4652660150342836618</id><published>2009-03-04T10:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T10:14:13.867-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dylan'/><title type='text'>An Interview with Dylan</title><summary type='text'>1. What is something mom always says to you?eat your dinner2. What makes mom happy?doing what she says3. What makes mom sad?if someone says bad things about her4. How does your mom make you laugh?when she tells me a really funny joke5. What was your mom like as a child?she played with toys6. How old is your mom?is it a thirty? I think 347. How tall is your mom?10 inches, I think...let me count </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/4652660150342836618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=4652660150342836618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/4652660150342836618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/4652660150342836618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2009/03/interview-with-dylan.html' title='An Interview with Dylan'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SgmSKCZiXcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gK7An__G4WA/s72-c/SDC10069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-2500439575196813486</id><published>2009-01-30T10:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T10:25:36.174-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='25 things'/><title type='text'>Facebook Notes: 25 things</title><summary type='text'>Rules:Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.(To do this, go to “notes” under tabs on your profile page, paste these instructions in the body of the note, type your 25 random </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/2500439575196813486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=2500439575196813486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/2500439575196813486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/2500439575196813486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2009/01/facebook-notes-25-things.html' title='Facebook Notes: 25 things'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SgmU2bxxcII/AAAAAAAAAE8/55U6ScU05Q0/s72-c/SDC10206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-1407031570926429753</id><published>2008-12-26T13:38:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T10:02:43.641-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kittens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The boys were easy to shop for this year. Logan wanted a lot of Scooby Doo movies from Santa and couldn't think of anything else and Dylan asked for Pixos. Neither one needed or expected anything more(although they did announce that next christmas they were going to ask for whatever was on each commercial that came on.) Santa got them each what they had asked for and under the tree, in a big </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/1407031570926429753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=1407031570926429753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/1407031570926429753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/1407031570926429753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/12/boys-were-easy-to-shop-for-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SVUzK7O1nyI/AAAAAAAAAEU/S0va8YsQfMM/s72-c/Minnie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-1659776375982555540</id><published>2008-11-20T16:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:04:52.852-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Go Cowboys'/><title type='text'>Romo!</title><summary type='text'>Coty just called to tell me his boss gave us tickets to Sunday's game! HOORAY!!!!!now I just have to get out of work and find someone to keep the kids</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/1659776375982555540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=1659776375982555540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/1659776375982555540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/1659776375982555540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/11/romo.html' title='Romo!'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-7727848255798803009</id><published>2008-11-20T16:11:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:16:54.968-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sexy Socks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>My friend Tammy just called.</title><summary type='text'>She's one of my Coworkers at Sids. She asked me what I wore on Monday. I wore the same walmart shorts and Tinkerbell shirt I have worn 8 of 10 shifts since last spring. The only difference was my socks. I bought a bunch of knee high socks and debuted my first pair Monday. I used to wear them a lot in college but havent since. I felt a little silly, but with cold weather outside and hard hot work </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/7727848255798803009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=7727848255798803009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/7727848255798803009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/7727848255798803009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-friend-tammy-just-called.html' title='My friend Tammy just called.'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-4156559757614086288</id><published>2008-11-20T15:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T15:34:46.029-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there such a thing as a bad blogger?</title><summary type='text'>I am always so behind on this blogging stuff.  Jeez.  I even went to the extreme of pre dating some, but then who will ever see those?  I dunno.  If I put them all out of order then it doesnt make a very good archive of my life...hmm.  I guess it doesnt really matter if no one but me is reading anyway, so I will do it the way I scrapbook.  I will make a page when I think of it, then plug it in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/4156559757614086288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=4156559757614086288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/4156559757614086288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/4156559757614086288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-there-such-thing-as-bad-blogger.html' title='Is there such a thing as a bad blogger?'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-1938714946878556605</id><published>2008-11-18T15:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:13:09.223-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bus ride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public transit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dcta'/><title type='text'>I gotted to ride on the bid dreen bus!</title><summary type='text'>As part of my choice to be a stay at home mom, I have accepted the fact that we will have no extra money. Coty makes enough to pay the bills and my job is to squeeze a little more out of what comes in. I am crafty when I need to be and I can cook pretty well(Coty says I never use enough salt) and I am a serious bargain hunter (if its not at least 75% off I dont need it).Lately I have been feeling</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/1938714946878556605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=1938714946878556605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/1938714946878556605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/1938714946878556605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-gotted-to-ride-on-bid-dreen-bus.html' title='I gotted to ride on the bid dreen bus!'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-866665334535952385</id><published>2008-11-13T16:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:06:50.064-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2009 crochet craft'/><title type='text'>Chrismas 2009 spoiler</title><summary type='text'>So my BFF decided she wants to learn to crochet. "I know how to crochet," I told her, "I'll teach you!" but alas I don't.I can make a straight chain and I have forgotten everything else my grandmother taught me. :(I bought Summer the Happy Hooker book for he birthday and Myself The Crochet Answer Book. We are going to teach each other and be champs in no time. Everyone will be getting yarn gifts </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/866665334535952385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=866665334535952385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/866665334535952385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/866665334535952385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/11/chrismas-2009-spoiler.html' title='Chrismas 2009 spoiler'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-7979906340166581832</id><published>2008-11-11T21:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T16:51:51.195-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking with kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pumokin pie'/><title type='text'>I made a pumpkin pie</title><summary type='text'>out of a pumpkin!  and it was good!Coty seriously laughed at me for trying to pretend that I hadn't used pie filling.  It came out very much like a real pumpkin pie.  The boys and I pulled the guts out together and ate dinner while the pumpkin cooked then we peeled off the skins and took turns adding ingredients and using the mixer.  Poured it into a couple of pie pans and watched a movie, then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/7979906340166581832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=7979906340166581832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/7979906340166581832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/7979906340166581832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-made-pumpkin-pie.html' title='I made a pumpkin pie'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-5270737467453281214</id><published>2008-11-11T15:48:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T16:51:16.864-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no sew blanket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Look what I made!</title><summary type='text'>Dylan's teacher is having a baby. Its a girl. Her room will be pink and brown and her name will be Addison. I wanted to girl her a nice gift and decided to make a blanket. After shopping for the perfect zebra striped pink and brown striped fabric, I gave up and went for solid colors of fleece and the easy no sew method. Then it seemed lame. So I decided it needed a mongram. (which made it no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/5270737467453281214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=5270737467453281214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/5270737467453281214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/5270737467453281214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/11/look-what-i-made.html' title='Look what I made!'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SRoHEZGZPAI/AAAAAAAAADo/u8pK__BaYzk/s72-c/IMG_2016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-3198301622759913005</id><published>2008-11-05T15:43:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T08:16:04.137-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pumpkin patch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><title type='text'>Punkin Patch</title><summary type='text'>   Every year for the past four years we have taken pics of the boys at the Flower Mound Pumpkin Patch. I have scoured the computer and can't find 2006, but check out these cuties!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/3198301622759913005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=3198301622759913005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/3198301622759913005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/3198301622759913005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/11/punkin-patch.html' title='Punkin Patch'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SRIWxrlbmFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8fxD6FDkeD4/s72-c/IMG_0054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-8624679746051981030</id><published>2008-11-05T14:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T08:16:34.431-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><title type='text'>Where does the time go?</title><summary type='text'>Seriously I am still out here, just busy. So I am going to post a couple of weeks worth today. :) I wish I could fake the dates on these so it wouldn't be so obvious.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/8624679746051981030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=8624679746051981030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/8624679746051981030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/8624679746051981030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-does-time-go.html' title='Where does the time go?'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-1745309027430770788</id><published>2008-11-04T14:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:10:26.659-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><title type='text'>As a waitress I loved this picture</title><summary type='text'>This is the Barack Obama I can relate to. He seems so real. Not a born with a silver spoon, looking for his parents or good ol boys to pave him the easy way, but someone who is actually one of the real people in this country. Someone who has had to work for what he has and will continue to work for what he believes can be accomplished. I found this pic at http://digitaljournalist.org/issue0810/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/1745309027430770788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=1745309027430770788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/1745309027430770788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/1745309027430770788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/11/as-waitress-i-loved-this-picture.html' title='As a waitress I loved this picture'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SRSmNdoL4VI/AAAAAAAAADY/AdmPqD1yqAs/s72-c/09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-5741430399052986419</id><published>2008-11-03T15:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T08:17:12.536-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the other woman'/><title type='text'>Momma's Boy</title><summary type='text'>Monday morning Dylan and I had a little extra time. I had already dropped Logan at Daycare so it was just the two of us and we had a nice leisurely walk to school together. We were holding hands and singing the whole way. It was so nice that I even made a mental note to myself *Remember this moment. You will not be the most special woman in your little boy's life forever. Savor it while you can.*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/5741430399052986419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=5741430399052986419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/5741430399052986419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/5741430399052986419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/11/mommas-boy.html' title='Momma&apos;s Boy'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-7825941983314783228</id><published>2008-10-28T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T16:46:07.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's pics from our Halloween party! I believe in making all of our costumes which is usually awesome, but this year I got so carried away with the boys superwhy costumes that I all but ran out of time for ours! They came out well though. Its all about accessories :)I guess I'm a cowfairygirl? That can only keep one eye open?Geez.  It took me way too long to recover from the big party.  I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/7825941983314783228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=7825941983314783228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/7825941983314783228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/7825941983314783228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/11/heres-pics-from-our-halloween-party-i.html' title=''/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SRoJLrob6BI/AAAAAAAAADw/-CiNWOs8pRE/s72-c/l_539f851ed09d325360a6a5072a5040c4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-7577994030165183479</id><published>2008-10-16T15:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T08:18:27.519-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reverse psychology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smarty pants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIET'/><title type='text'>Reverse Psychology</title><summary type='text'>Logan asked me several times for some strawberry milk and he had just had some, so I was putting him off. After quite a few requests, he decided to try reverse psychology on me."Hey, Mommy! Do you see how small that door is?" "Do you tink you tan fit trough it to the kitchen?" "I tink you're too bid to fit trough that door to get my trawberry milt"LOL!I am a bit larger than I wish I was, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/7577994030165183479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=7577994030165183479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/7577994030165183479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/7577994030165183479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/10/reverse-psychology.html' title='Reverse Psychology'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-3480857351657049292</id><published>2008-10-14T14:11:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T16:59:29.423-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first tooth'/><title type='text'>My big boy</title><summary type='text'>*sigh* I don't know how it could be possible or why it's happening so fast, but Dylan is turning into such a "big kid." Every day I catch him acting more mature and thoughtful. He is getting too big for his size five pants(no more shopping in the cheaper department) He has this whole life that has very little to do with me at school-at least I get to be a room mom :) He is usually the starting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/3480857351657049292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=3480857351657049292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/3480857351657049292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/3480857351657049292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-big-boy.html' title='My big boy'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-1334145544640080728</id><published>2008-10-10T22:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:49:29.445-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blastball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><title type='text'>Little Man</title><summary type='text'>Logan is really growing up over the last few weeks. He is becoming a big kid more and more every day. He decided he wants to play tee ball like Dylan but is not old enough yet so he plays blast ball. That kid is so enthusiastic and really gives it his best! I can see him going far with sports. He is also starting to show his intelligence more too. He used to always just look to Dylan to answer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/1334145544640080728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=1334145544640080728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/1334145544640080728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/1334145544640080728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-man.html' title='Little Man'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPAdaG9WZrI/AAAAAAAAABM/SrwXyIHKBDE/s72-c/PICT0467+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-835540472176862862</id><published>2008-10-10T21:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:37:07.080-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PTA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindergarten'/><title type='text'>Dylan in school</title><summary type='text'>So Dylan's in school. That seems so crazy to me. I am not old enough to be a card carrying member of the PTA! He is doing so well. He says he's the smartest kid in his class and I believe him ♥For the whole first month, I felt so excluded and unimportant in this new world of his, but I have gradually found ways to get more involved. I may have even taken on a bit much. I volunteered to help </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/835540472176862862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=835540472176862862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/835540472176862862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/835540472176862862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/10/dylan-in-school.html' title='Dylan in school'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPAXdxkn_zI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AODFwGqQhME/s72-c/1stdayK+(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-6625921797338182987</id><published>2008-10-10T21:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:48:30.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth flowers'/><title type='text'>I'M BACK</title><summary type='text'>Hmm, so I dont know where the summer has gone. Let's just skip it- if you need to know, you already do. so anyway, I'M BACK!My dad loves a good pun and always says "Your back? Your front too!" whatever. Anyway, speaking of my back, Look at my great new tattoo! It's my good ole froggie pal, hanging out with the birth flowers of my family. Lily of the Valley is for May and Gladiolas for August. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/6625921797338182987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=6625921797338182987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/6625921797338182987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/6625921797338182987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/10/hmm-so-i-dont-know-where-summer-has.html' title='I&apos;M BACK'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPAZKfczjKI/AAAAAAAAABE/CgEH9-1Fnrc/s72-c/Imported+Photos+00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-8289648011956617633</id><published>2008-06-06T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:20:56.894-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight watchers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flylady'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><title type='text'>"New Years" resolutions</title><summary type='text'>My birthday is the start of my very own new year, so I am going to try to take that and make something of it.  Here are my New Years resolutions:1. Take responsibilty for my emotionsI can't let people make me feel bad or count on them to boost me up when ultimately my feelings are just about me and not anyone else's responsibility--seriously.2. Be a better HousekeeperMy carreer choice is to be a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/8289648011956617633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=8289648011956617633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/8289648011956617633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/8289648011956617633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-years-resolutions.html' title='&quot;New Years&quot; resolutions'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1563014044266824356.post-7495310890726361742</id><published>2008-06-05T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T16:04:37.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm how does this work?</title><summary type='text'>My first blog-it looks fun, but what am I s'posed to do? hmm  Ok so Ive got some colors picked and a silly caption picture, but I think I'll practice a while before I share with friends...Today is my Birthday!I've decided to look at it as a new years day.  A new me.  I am going to make an honest effort to take better care of myself for a change.  Being a self sacrificing martyr helps no one-not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/feeds/7495310890726361742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1563014044266824356&amp;postID=7495310890726361742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/7495310890726361742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1563014044266824356/posts/default/7495310890726361742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommabell.blogspot.com/2008/06/hmm-how-does-this-work.html' title='Hmm how does this work?'/><author><name>:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228181346137157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86rDRAcWzBQ/SPTuHZxo5mI/AAAAAAAAACI/pU4CqCHrEAI/S220/Project0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
