<?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-6397391578904921735</id><updated>2012-02-02T01:10:35.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Material Mom</title><subtitle type='html'>Confessions of a girl who is striving to focus on what is really important in life while having some fun along the way.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-2278895847837691582</id><published>2011-08-08T21:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T08:24:35.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies and Self Esteem Dilemmas</title><summary type='text'>I always have intentions of resuming the blog posts. It's been just over a year since my last one, and this makes me regret that I let it lapse. However, in my defense, it has been a BEAST of a year. Someday soon, I'll have to explain that for my own records if nothing else, but not tonight.Today my twelve-year-old daughter was focused on her upcoming school year. She is excited about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/2278895847837691582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=2278895847837691582&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2278895847837691582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2278895847837691582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2011/08/time-flies-and-self-esteem-dilemmas.html' title='Time Flies and Self Esteem Dilemmas'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hR2rH-FZvmI/TkCy4bLFqNI/AAAAAAAABr4/Hj_X1gSHs9I/s72-c/Oliviayellow2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-8913117350119371601</id><published>2010-08-03T00:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T00:42:38.617-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Lovin'</title><summary type='text'>Liv and Abby cruising the lazy river at Ross Park last week.Where has this summer gone? I am nowhere near ready to head back to the classroom...nor are my kids. Although, several of my friends have informed me that they ARE indeed ready to send their children back to school (thank you very much:). Still...only two more Fridays and this teacher is due in her building. :(I've barely posted this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/8913117350119371601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=8913117350119371601&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/8913117350119371601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/8913117350119371601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2010/08/summer-lovin.html' title='Summer Lovin&apos;'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/TFeZbupVvaI/AAAAAAAABck/ES_F7CDjFWQ/s72-c/iphoneaug22010+027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-2960415270073396261</id><published>2010-08-02T23:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T00:41:26.272-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassie Rae</title><summary type='text'>Cassie has an independent spirit. She is loyal and honest. If you are lucky enough to have her on your side, she will do ANYTHING for you. She loves fiercely and is protective of those she loves. She is smart, hip, and she has "swagger."Even though she isn't related by blood, Cassie has become part of our family in the past year. The girls look up to her, and she is extra good to them. She </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/2960415270073396261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=2960415270073396261&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2960415270073396261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2960415270073396261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2010/06/cassie-rae.html' title='Cassie Rae'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/TBCRcDpKFKI/AAAAAAAABbE/mslo1EKKZao/s72-c/Cassie+Blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-9156703821762106817</id><published>2010-06-29T02:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T02:38:05.388-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying...</title><summary type='text'> Notice the IMPERFECT picture...if you know me, that's progress;). Why is it that it's nearly 2:30 a.m., and I'm not sleeping? It's so sporadic that I actually update that I don't even think anyone reads it...lol. Even so:Tonight as Michael and I watched my girls play soccer, gather at the bar for food, and dance around to music...it hit me. This is what life is about for me: being a mom and wife</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/9156703821762106817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=9156703821762106817&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/9156703821762106817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/9156703821762106817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2010/06/trying.html' title='Trying...'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/TCmuaVZd9hI/AAAAAAAABb8/OhP-iOD57YE/s72-c/IMG_0849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-7648880702645127058</id><published>2010-05-24T22:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T23:00:59.533-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Strength, Power, and Comfort</title><summary type='text'>I have a friend who was a little girl when we met. I was her babysitter and later her co-worker. I watched her grow from a sassy, little girl who cut her own hair and started a trend of spiked bangs, to a determined young woman, and now a mother whose selflessness is an example to many. Although I'm older than she is by quite a bit, she has taught me with her strength, faith, and example. I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/7648880702645127058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=7648880702645127058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/7648880702645127058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/7648880702645127058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2010/05/strength-power-and-comfort.html' title='Strength, Power, and Comfort'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-1121124057929038614</id><published>2010-05-13T22:31:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T22:54:38.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>True Confessions...</title><summary type='text'>Lately I've not been my true self. I feel overwhelmed, tired, and a little sad. Why am I writing this? Why would I let my blog lapse for months and decide that I should resume with such a post? Because it's the truth...and this is where I feel I can get back to myself. I've missed writing. I miss searching my days and weeks to share a few of the highlights. Like many mother's, I'm racing through </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/1121124057929038614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=1121124057929038614&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1121124057929038614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1121124057929038614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2010/05/true-confessions.html' title='True Confessions...'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/S-zXDN7t_MI/AAAAAAAABZA/AErAOWQpB5k/s72-c/DigitalSignatureAH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-5824699779733674377</id><published>2010-03-07T22:40:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:48:08.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><summary type='text'>I've been procrastinating writing a new post until I could catch up.  After all, this blog is really to detail little things in my life that I find significant in hopes that my girls can read my thoughts someday.  But...time has a funny way of escaping, and I procrastinate as this is really one of the least pressing things on the list.However, I like to write; it frees my mind.  Although, come to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/5824699779733674377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=5824699779733674377&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/5824699779733674377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/5824699779733674377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2010/03/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/S5SdL9dRMVI/AAAAAAAABSM/_Zd9rEggpis/s72-c/Michael+and+girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-6456873745452792028</id><published>2009-12-03T23:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T23:14:55.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>December Already?</title><summary type='text'>It is getting late...I am up trying to put some of my Christmas decorations up so that it feels like December. This year has rushed by, and I've spent much of it over-obligated. (I'm sure this sounds familiar.)I was so mad at myself for having hosted Thanksgiving for the first time last week and did not take a single picture! A detailed post for posterity to come later...Two 25 page papers due </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/6456873745452792028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=6456873745452792028&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6456873745452792028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6456873745452792028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/12/december-already.html' title='December Already?'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-5262510628794584436</id><published>2009-11-11T19:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T19:11:11.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Local Artist</title><summary type='text'> Check this out!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/5262510628794584436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=5262510628794584436&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/5262510628794584436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/5262510628794584436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/11/local-artist.html' title='Local Artist'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SvtubaXp2DI/AAAAAAAABNk/upE8-nIg-gk/s72-c/Jason+Coles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-7930862493408521569</id><published>2009-11-08T16:59:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:10:47.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary</title><summary type='text'>How does one describe a life altering loss?Coherent thoughts are not available. Eloquence is lost. What remains is a list of words that serve to describe what has now been one year.ShockNumbnessDespairPainAcceptanceGuiltRemorseRegretLongingWhyAngerEmptinessTearsRemembranceMilestonesPerseveranceCopingCommunityFamilyFocusSharingGriefBlessingsFaithHope</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/7930862493408521569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=7930862493408521569&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/7930862493408521569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/7930862493408521569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/11/anniversary.html' title='Anniversary'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SvddkrKwKbI/AAAAAAAABNc/kbLbHVxelHU/s72-c/Haizer2+085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-9013032921772272841</id><published>2009-11-05T22:53:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:11:53.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl's Night Out!</title><summary type='text'>You are cordially invited to a Girls Night Out/ Holiday Jewel Kade Party* Buy unique “Charming” jewelry for every girl on your Christmas list!* Bonus: Free Gift Wrapping Available for all ordersWhen? Saturday, November 21st, 2009What Time? 7 O’clock p.m. On –Time Door Prize Drawing !Place? My House...let me know if you need directionsVisit with friends &amp; Enjoy holiday recipe samplesDesign &amp; Make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/9013032921772272841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=9013032921772272841&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/9013032921772272841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/9013032921772272841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/11/girls-night-out.html' title='Girl&apos;s Night Out!'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SvO96VFQpOI/AAAAAAAABNU/d1Clwq_Luig/s72-c/Christmas+JK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-611168101659593003</id><published>2009-11-05T22:04:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T22:43:48.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes from a Witch</title><summary type='text'>Halloween has turned into an EXTRAVAGANZA! I'm not sure if it is our doing, or if that blasted media/commercialized hype that we often buy into. Either way, I find that each year I'm dressing the kids up in full Halloween attire at least three or four times for various parties or gatherings. While it is not that hard to get into the costume, the make-up and accessories are time consuming. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/611168101659593003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=611168101659593003&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/611168101659593003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/611168101659593003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/11/notes-from-witch.html' title='Notes from a Witch'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SvO1EoDwbcI/AAAAAAAABNE/K1RR957SIfE/s72-c/Ipod+Halloween+062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-1822639505656677566</id><published>2009-10-18T12:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T12:20:08.399-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is this month going?!</title><summary type='text'>Sometime I wish life was like a DVR. I want to record certain things so that I can revisit them later because it seems I'm so busy that I can enjoy or really pay good enough attention to some of the little things. Or, better yet, I could hit pause...clean the house, do my homework, and do all of the "have to things" and then resume with the thing I truly enjoy or love. Or, you know, fast forward </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/1822639505656677566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=1822639505656677566&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1822639505656677566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1822639505656677566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/10/where-is-this-month-going.html' title='Where is this month going?!'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-4847181001214073765</id><published>2009-10-04T12:49:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T13:51:52.052-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wanna Be SUPERMOM!</title><summary type='text'> This is a cute picture the girls and their friends had done at the fair this year.It's been quite awhile since I've had a minute to sit down and write. I cannot believe that we are already in the month of OCTOBER!! Where did this year go? When you grow up in Blackfoot, Idaho, it seems like once the Eastern Idaho State Fair has come and gone, fall will do the same...and quick. It's getting cold </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/4847181001214073765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=4847181001214073765&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4847181001214073765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4847181001214073765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/10/i-wanna-be-supermom.html' title='I Wanna Be SUPERMOM!'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/Ssj6sS5JAnI/AAAAAAAABLI/swUzPsjQaAE/s72-c/scan0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-5667512092122359591</id><published>2009-09-17T23:37:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:03:53.797-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><summary type='text'> October 2008I can't sleep. For the past several nights my dreams take me back to last year at this time. It is probably because it seems like forever ago and yesterday in the same moment. It may be because I wish things were different; it may be because it wasn't the way it was supposed to be; it may be because guilt, grief, and a million other emotions that wash over those I love in tides. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/5667512092122359591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=5667512092122359591&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/5667512092122359591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/5667512092122359591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/09/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SrMiqmJvrLI/AAAAAAAABFU/6xOcEvfwmDI/s72-c/IMG_0648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-3742960249391034980</id><published>2009-09-13T21:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:29:32.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jewel Kade Party!!!</title><summary type='text'> Anyone reading this is officially invited to a Jewel Kade open house.Where: Arynne's house ~ if you need directions, please leave your email under commentsWhen: Saturday, September 19thTime: 11:30 a.m. to 2 p.m.This jewelry is AMAZING! I want it ALL!!! Hope to see you there...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/3742960249391034980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=3742960249391034980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/3742960249391034980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/3742960249391034980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/09/jewel-kade-party.html' title='Jewel Kade Party!!!'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/Sq239Dr67oI/AAAAAAAABDM/hhpDbZDK-Qw/s72-c/JK-logo-black.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-1882219445261056419</id><published>2009-09-03T21:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:50:54.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Postponed</title><summary type='text'>I have postponed my Jewel Kade open house until after the fair. I'm helping to create Snake River High School's AMAZING float entry...come to the parade to see a bunch of hardworking teens! Then, with all of the food, exhibits, rides, and food at the fair, I can't very well expect anyone to come to my house for non-greasy finger food, socializing, and a glimpse at the most amazing jewelry ever. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/1882219445261056419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=1882219445261056419&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1882219445261056419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1882219445261056419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/09/postponed.html' title='Postponed'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-141781595758477979</id><published>2009-08-31T19:03:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:15:47.238-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jewel Kade</title><summary type='text'>It's official! I'm Idaho's First Jewel Kade Stylist! I was lucky enough to be introduced to Jewel Kade by my aunt, who lives in Alpine, Utah. She took my mom and me to Janet Kinkade's home to purchase jewelry that Janet handmade and sold. Every now and then I would hit the Internet or call the number on her business card to see when and where I could get my hands on more charms for my collection.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/141781595758477979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=141781595758477979&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/141781595758477979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/141781595758477979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/08/jewel-kade.html' title='Jewel Kade'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SpyDx4GD_9I/AAAAAAAABA8/f-CAOPqYYYM/s72-c/Jewel+Kade+Charms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-2203135619912963651</id><published>2009-08-24T20:48:00.023-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:14:39.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><summary type='text'>Abby had her first day of Kindergarten today. It's official, my baby is a BIG GIRL! It wasn't as hard as when I put Olivia on that bus. Probably because Olivia was there for her sister.Kindergarten...Here She Comes!She selected her favorite outfit the night before, and if you know me, this included matching bows, barrettes, socks, shoes, jewelery, etc. (Gotta LOVE Gymboree!)She was all set. 6:15 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/2203135619912963651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=2203135619912963651&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2203135619912963651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2203135619912963651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SpNbYA6dm7I/AAAAAAAABAU/j27K_aUsV7U/s72-c/IMG_2468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-6566753196721205367</id><published>2009-08-17T21:41:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:32:38.819-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nie</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever felt down?Have you ever felt like giving up?Have you ever felt insignificant?Have you ever felt insecure?Have you ever felt sorry for yourself?I have.No one has the "charmed" life.However, some people go to extraordinary lengths to make each day count.Have you ever clicked on my Nie Blog button?You should. *Meet Nie and Mr. Nielsen.If you haven't heard Nie's story, you should. A </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/6566753196721205367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=6566753196721205367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6566753196721205367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6566753196721205367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/08/nie.html' title='Nie'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SoorPJvWMiI/AAAAAAAAA_M/pRnX4AbxuMg/s72-c/Nie2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-7516954547324994429</id><published>2009-08-12T22:19:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T23:00:08.708-06:00</updated><title type='text'>August 11, 1994 ~ August 11, 2009</title><summary type='text'> My husband and I celebrated our fifteenth wedding anniversary yesterday. One rose for each year...sweet, huh? It's hard to believe that its been fifteen years. Some days it feels like its only been a small amount of time, others ~ it feels like FOREVER! I don't mean that negatively. Marriage is just like that.  Over the span of fifteen years we've shared firsts, fights, holidays, meals, closet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/7516954547324994429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=7516954547324994429&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/7516954547324994429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/7516954547324994429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/08/august-11-1994-august-11-2009.html' title='August 11, 1994 ~ August 11, 2009'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SoOUvn6__oI/AAAAAAAAA-8/84L1G3fdXDc/s72-c/Cabin+to+Anniversary+2009+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-3962147167929466112</id><published>2009-08-12T22:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:19:06.917-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloom Where You're Planted</title><summary type='text'> On my way to Lava Hot Springs, I had to pull to the side of the road to take this picture. I was taking in my surroundings and the thought occurred to me that I don't really appreciate the beauty of where I live.When I was in Europe, I was snapping pictures right and left. I wondered if the Italians living in the Tuscan valley had a true appreciation of the picturesque landscape.Pot...meet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/3962147167929466112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=3962147167929466112&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/3962147167929466112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/3962147167929466112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/08/bloom-where-youre-planted.html' title='Bloom Where You&apos;re Planted'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SoOTAsHouqI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Ixy_cKbrU5w/s72-c/iphone+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-6217703705657751945</id><published>2009-08-06T23:22:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T00:17:50.408-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Flight Rescheduled</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever been at an airport? It's amazing to watch thousands of people gathered together in one building with a common goal. Everyone has somewhere to be. Behind the scenes, it's really mind blowing to try to comprehend the amount of organization, coordination, planning, and manipulating that it takes to run the place. When I was hopping from flight to flight on my way across the ocean, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/6217703705657751945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=6217703705657751945&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6217703705657751945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6217703705657751945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/08/flight-rescheduled.html' title='Flight Rescheduled'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-6974495717588992004</id><published>2009-07-27T13:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T13:39:23.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>GARAGE SALE!!!</title><summary type='text'>I CANNOT believe I'm posting this picture! How embarassing...now that my clean freak image is trashed...let me explain. First of all, I've cleaned this room at least four times since we've moved in, but no one else in the family seems to value the idea of keeping it sorted and tidy. It drives me NUTS! So, don't judge me, judge my family. (Just kidding!)It's gonna be a cRaZy week! My sister and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/6974495717588992004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=6974495717588992004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6974495717588992004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6974495717588992004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/07/garage-sale.html' title='GARAGE SALE!!!'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/Sm4CHnaiNhI/AAAAAAAAA-k/5espoJBaBJs/s72-c/IMG_2451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-6305819358893516845</id><published>2009-07-23T01:42:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T02:08:34.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dusting off the broom...</title><summary type='text'>STUDENTS BEWARE!!!!                                                                                              The WICKED WITCH is headed WEST!I got my official "Back to School" letter in the mail today. (This old picture displays the expression I probably had on my face when I opened it:) Don't get me wrong, teaching is great. But, didn't summer just start? I mean it's only recently been HOT, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/6305819358893516845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=6305819358893516845&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6305819358893516845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6305819358893516845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/07/dusting-off-broom.html' title='Dusting off the broom...'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SmgZsPAsllI/AAAAAAAAA-E/GZQPGGj3xI0/s72-c/IMG_0736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-1981028204490196120</id><published>2009-07-19T22:53:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:34:29.362-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bump It!, Nordstrom, and other material confessions...</title><summary type='text'>I did it. I bought a Bump It! I'm sure you are not surprised. After all, I am a confessed shopaholic AND I do like a good hair day. I have to confess that my first attempt at "BIG HAPPIE HAIR" wasn't a success, but I WILL try and try again. I'll let you know how it goes. I'm hoping that it will save me a lot of time in ratting and teasing the hair. Who knows...it may have been a waste of fifteen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/1981028204490196120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=1981028204490196120&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1981028204490196120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1981028204490196120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/07/bump-it-nordstrom-and-other-material.html' title='Bump It!, Nordstrom, and other material confessions...'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SmP5e_4GyMI/AAAAAAAAA9M/JuDJCnWzXEk/s72-c/bump+it.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-1764485266036430507</id><published>2009-07-16T21:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:21:29.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WINNER!!!</title><summary type='text'>Abby was off playing with her imaginary friends, so I asked Michael to pick a number between 1 and 8. He picked 4. This means that La Profa (aka Jackie) is the winner of my prize!!! I didn't announce the prize because your answers determine what the prize would be for you. So, Jackie will get: A mirror, a dessert of my choice, a frame to display her favorite family picture, and happily won't be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/1764485266036430507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=1764485266036430507&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1764485266036430507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1764485266036430507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/07/winner.html' title='WINNER!!!'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-4641402350489786356</id><published>2009-07-13T01:14:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T01:39:38.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing...</title><summary type='text'>I have started an additional blog! Go to http://www.knowitallteacher.com/ !!! I will be blogging about the secrets I learn from teaching high school. Parents of potential teens will LOVE to be in the KNOW.Concerning this blog:If you click on the right where it says "Recipe Box,"" I will be adding all of my family recipes over the next months. My mom is an AMAZING cook...and so are many of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/4641402350489786356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=4641402350489786356&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4641402350489786356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4641402350489786356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/07/introducing.html' title='Introducing...'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SlrjLGOJ-dI/AAAAAAAAA8g/LhZ8DuZjMos/s72-c/header.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-7799346463486467172</id><published>2009-07-07T09:43:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T14:38:53.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Share</title><summary type='text'>If you look at my blog, I want to look at yours! If you stop in to occasionally read my posts and you have a blog, I want it on my Blog List! I realized that I'm spending time trying to look up my friends' blogs when they could be a click away. So, if you are willing, leave me a comment with your blog address so I can check you out. Thanks!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/7799346463486467172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=7799346463486467172&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/7799346463486467172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/7799346463486467172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/07/share.html' title='Share'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-7927258721205845118</id><published>2009-07-02T20:02:00.053-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T02:46:45.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Europe 2009 ~ Travel Journal</title><summary type='text'>I had a phone that updated my location and allowed me to keep a travel journal. It let me see the entries, but I guess it wasn't user friendly for everyone else. So, I'm going to post the journal ~ it needs more details, but it's what I jotted down for my family and friends periodically: (Keep in mind that I took 2322 pictures...so I choose a few to share :)Thursday, June 18, 2009 ~Hi everyone! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/7927258721205845118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=7927258721205845118&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/7927258721205845118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/7927258721205845118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/07/europe-2009-travel-journal.html' title='Europe 2009 ~ Travel Journal'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/Sk1zN2kadiI/AAAAAAAAA1g/62agaIaHxe0/s72-c/IMG_0159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-8237464533528662521</id><published>2009-06-07T23:28:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:14:24.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School's Out For Summer!</title><summary type='text'>Do you know the number one reason to become a teacher?????????????????????????? SuMmEr VaCaTiOn BaBy!!!!!My baby girl graduated from preschool (sniff), and next fall she'll board that bus and enter big-kid school. I can't believe it! Time just flies by. I'm sad because she's growing up, but I'm mostly sad because of what happens. I tell my students all the time that when kids start pre-school </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/8237464533528662521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=8237464533528662521&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/8237464533528662521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/8237464533528662521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/06/schools-out-for-summer.html' title='School&apos;s Out For Summer!'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SiyoSJXe5FI/AAAAAAAAAzw/B0Mu7D8sQ8U/s72-c/IMG_2147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-6080635037277514476</id><published>2009-05-09T10:00:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T11:46:15.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Racing To Catch Up...</title><summary type='text'>Awesome April went by much the same as Marathon March...no surprises there as most people are busy, busy, busy these days. We did enjoy some warm weather ~ and some snow?! Here in good ol' Idaho WE HAVE IT ALL! I don't mean that in a negative way, we really do have it pretty good here in the gem state. :) Anyhow, May is well under way...Here are the highlights of our life since my last entry:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/6080635037277514476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=6080635037277514476&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6080635037277514476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6080635037277514476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/05/always-racing-to-catch-up.html' title='Always Racing To Catch Up...'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SgWrFM8_03I/AAAAAAAAAxo/HOnOhHDII7I/s72-c/IMG_2056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-919076200731567252</id><published>2009-04-19T10:23:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T10:30:50.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And here we have Idaho...</title><summary type='text'>   Olivia is in fourth grade. This means that she has the opportunity to learn all about our great state of Idaho. She was chosen to play a Native American in her school play. She did an excellent job opening the play and looked pretty adorable singing songs about "this land we all love." </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/919076200731567252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=919076200731567252&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/919076200731567252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/919076200731567252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/04/and-here-we-have-idaho.html' title='And here we have Idaho...'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SetRb1fnokI/AAAAAAAAAv8/uvWplyTcam0/s72-c/IMG_1866.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-2759683271806552636</id><published>2009-04-19T09:06:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T10:21:13.712-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Egg-sraviganza</title><summary type='text'> Easter! Spring! Fun!When I was little, my dad decided that it was better that we not believe that a 6 foot bunny came into our home to leave baskets full of goodies. I still remember when he decided to tell me and my sibs ~ I was relieved! It kinda freaked me out to be honest. I mean, Santa is a man...but a HUGE bunny? So, when I had kids, I decided that I'd play Easter Bunny, but I'd be honest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/2759683271806552636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=2759683271806552636&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2759683271806552636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2759683271806552636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/04/easter-egg-sraviganza.html' title='Easter Egg-sraviganza'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SetF8Zb1mSI/AAAAAAAAAuU/H5dj2R-KOVc/s72-c/IMG_1943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-3454047223114964316</id><published>2009-04-07T23:12:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T23:56:10.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and My "Peeps"</title><summary type='text'>So, I was hoping, as I'm sure many do, that April would be carefree and full of lazy days spent reading in the sunshine. HA! So many things to post, so little time. Since this really is the ONLY thing in my life currently resembling a journal, I need to post a few things.#1...29 FOREVER!! My baby sister turned 29. It was her "golden" birthday and it was celebrated in true Reader fashion (meaning </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/3454047223114964316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=3454047223114964316&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/3454047223114964316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/3454047223114964316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/04/where-does-time-go.html' title='Me and My &quot;Peeps&quot;'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/Sdw0MWpaxTI/AAAAAAAAAss/hlChI6uI7RE/s72-c/IMG_1832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-6074335986033977648</id><published>2009-03-25T23:13:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:46:40.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon Month of March</title><summary type='text'> It came in like a LION and will be out like a...LION??!March Madness is a very good description of how the month has been going at the Hoge household. However, I am not implying that I am the ONLY mom constantly running a marathon (and losing ~ mind you). I just may be the only one complaining! *Kindergarten Registration? Check.*Doctor visits complete with blood draw and shots? Check.*Costume </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/6074335986033977648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=6074335986033977648&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6074335986033977648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6074335986033977648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/03/marathon-month-of-march.html' title='Marathon Month of March'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/ScsWArFK4uI/AAAAAAAAAsc/fKNtLz17RA4/s72-c/lion_and_lamb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-4912740821146468268</id><published>2009-03-12T23:07:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:27:09.511-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout Out To Bo...</title><summary type='text'>A few weeks ago Michael and I made our escape. We sent the girls to Grandma Wendy and headed to SLC for a little R&amp;R. (My brother wonders why Idahoans head for Utah, that is another post altogether ~ however, better malls have a lot to do with it!) Anyway, we met up with Michael's best friend since childhood for some Sushi. We would've loved to have seen his beautiful wife as well, but she was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/4912740821146468268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=4912740821146468268&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4912740821146468268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4912740821146468268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/03/shout-out-to-uncle-bo.html' title='Shout Out To Bo...'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SbnuoUfzuEI/AAAAAAAAArk/ditOEyZfAnc/s72-c/Bo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-4132974729740719991</id><published>2009-03-12T22:49:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:03:14.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CATS ~ starring OLIVIA</title><summary type='text'>  What do you do when your daughter has inherited a SMALL dose of drama? (From whom we aren't sure ~ OKAY, I know it was me! :) You encourage her to play to her strengths! For the last two year Olivia has been selected from a general casting call to be part of the high school musicals that SRHS puts on. This is an honor as not many children are cast, but like I say ~ DRAMA... It is a lot of work </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/4132974729740719991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=4132974729740719991&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4132974729740719991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4132974729740719991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/03/cats-starring-olivia.html' title='CATS ~ starring OLIVIA'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SbnnJuCtteI/AAAAAAAAAq8/D48uzCCKD9g/s72-c/IMG_1261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-8433501760943108848</id><published>2009-03-01T00:29:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:51:17.155-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever wondered what you are doing, or will do, to scar your children? Not in a disfiguring physical way, but in an emotional way? I can tell you that I am far from a perfect mom. I do love my girls more than ANYTHING. I want them to be happy, successful, well-adjusted, and the list goes on. I see their strengths, their weaknesses, their fear, and my heart breaks for them when they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/8433501760943108848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=8433501760943108848&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/8433501760943108848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/8433501760943108848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/03/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SapUDpNm-oI/AAAAAAAAAqs/ibEiHnT3B9k/s72-c/Abby%27s+Bad+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-2305409929694407823</id><published>2009-02-19T21:51:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:28:18.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you complaining?</title><summary type='text'>Early, I mean REALLY early, the other morning I woke to the crying of our puppy. She is, after all, still a baby, and (it is quite shocking) I am her adopted mama. The previous two nights I shot up from my slumber to rush to the washroom in order to avoid a "mess," but this time I was very tired and not to happy to attend to a dog who needed to relieve herself. I muttered complaints as I shuffled</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/2305409929694407823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=2305409929694407823&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2305409929694407823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2305409929694407823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/02/are-you-complaining.html' title='Are you complaining?'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SZ49iBhgTMI/AAAAAAAAAqU/jLh9mTfvgjA/s72-c/i-read-nienie2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-8390094870620250274</id><published>2009-02-16T10:00:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:23:39.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Zoey...</title><summary type='text'> Yes, we did it again. The spontaneous decision to bring home a dog. I admit this has not worked out well for us in the past. This is due to a pretty big deal breaker...I don't like animals. However, the other three members of my family LOVE animals. I am outnumbered and do not want to pass my phobias on to my girls, so we've been gearing up for a pet for awhile.After a delicious lunch at Red </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/8390094870620250274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=8390094870620250274&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/8390094870620250274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/8390094870620250274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/02/meet-zoey.html' title='Meet Zoey...'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SZmb0B91L2I/AAAAAAAAAps/yMXxRq02qpU/s72-c/IMG_1220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-2483176125662303884</id><published>2009-02-09T17:13:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:47:36.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haizer's Namesake</title><summary type='text'> When a baby is born, there is an unmistakable spirit present. I believe it is the closest thing to knowing that heaven exists and that a higher power is blessing us with such joy. When my own children were born I felt so aware that Heavenly Father was entrusting me with unique, sweet spirits to guide and protect throughout life. I felt his pure love. Maybe this is why I was so emotional when I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/2483176125662303884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=2483176125662303884&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2483176125662303884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2483176125662303884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/02/haizers-namesake.html' title='Haizer&apos;s Namesake'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SZDHQkMe98I/AAAAAAAAApc/-tQx9RIVTVs/s72-c/Big+Tyson+Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-9087969640576805818</id><published>2009-02-02T09:52:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T12:57:55.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abbylicious Strikes Again!</title><summary type='text'>Okay, I've told you about my Abby. She is a one of a kind. She loves to sing and dance ~ dress up ~ and just be Abby. Here are some of the delightful things she has done in the past few weeks. They are hilarious!Sweater over pajamas ~ check! Underwear on head ~ check! Silly face to match ~ check! This one turned out kinda blurry ~ I was laughing. She is practicing gymnastics...in her boots.And </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e7fcbc6058dafc46&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/9087969640576805818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=9087969640576805818&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/9087969640576805818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/9087969640576805818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/02/abbylicious-strikes-again.html' title='Abbylicious Strikes Again!'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SYcl6N0wJ4I/AAAAAAAAAo0/Qqr0J65IC70/s72-c/IMG_1197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-8479955243007642268</id><published>2009-01-24T14:46:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T15:09:10.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Snapshot: "Chewy"</title><summary type='text'> Okay, this sweet boy's official name is NOT "Chewy," but that is the nickname he has been given. There are several reasons why the ginormous, hairy Star Wars wookie inspired this name, but none of the reasons really reflect on the baby above sitting in my sink ~ so, we won't go there today.This is my adorable nephew Ike. His mom is "Aunt Haley," who opens her home and heart to my Abby each day </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/8479955243007642268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=8479955243007642268&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/8479955243007642268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/8479955243007642268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/01/saturday-snapshot-chewy.html' title='Saturday Snapshot: &quot;Chewy&quot;'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SXuMrWAwXiI/AAAAAAAAAos/wP_n4H22bys/s72-c/IMG_1032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-7836467529824034939</id><published>2009-01-21T23:22:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T23:57:07.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts We May Have In Common...</title><summary type='text'>Why do so many of us overcommit and underachieve?Is this why life seems like a race ~ without an end? :)How is it that we can go to bed with a perfectly clean house and wake up to a giant mess?Wouldn't it be cool if there was a pill, (kinda like the everlasting gobstopper on the retro Willy Wonka movie ~ except without turning into a blueberry) for dinner? How did my mother raise SIX children?Why</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/7836467529824034939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=7836467529824034939&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/7836467529824034939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/7836467529824034939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/01/random-thoughts-we-may-have-in-common.html' title='Random Thoughts We May Have In Common...'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SXgXV77KfhI/AAAAAAAAAok/jXPjhKQ9HbY/s72-c/gobstopper2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-5810416033338951428</id><published>2009-01-19T21:12:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:57:57.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Blessings</title><summary type='text'> Today we are counting our blessings. Over the weekend, my darling nephew fell and was taken via life-flight to Primary Children's Medical Center due to a head injury. I'm sure my sister will post the whole sorted tale on her own blog, I can only tell you my own version. I work a little part time job once a month at a clothing store (I'm a self-confessed material girl as you well know by now! THE</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/5810416033338951428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=5810416033338951428&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/5810416033338951428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/5810416033338951428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/01/counting-blessings.html' title='Counting Blessings'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SXVWsEbnYhI/AAAAAAAAAns/-_Wi1zO9JzA/s72-c/IMG_1187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-83309358874832292</id><published>2009-01-15T23:19:00.016-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:57:54.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Sweets for the Sweetie</title><summary type='text'>Isn't it beautiful? A candy buffet...but you can't have even one piece!  My oldest was inspired by her cousins (actually MY cousins, her 2nd cousins) from Utah. They have pledged to go off of sugar for one year and in return they will receive 1,000 smackeroos. You are either thinking, "WOW! That is a lot of money!" or "WOW! No sugar??? No Trix, no syrup, no ice cream, no cake, no candy, no pop, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/83309358874832292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=83309358874832292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/83309358874832292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/83309358874832292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/01/no-sweets-for-sweetie.html' title='No Sweets for the Sweetie'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SXAqB4JZDGI/AAAAAAAAAm0/T7BdaJVU72M/s72-c/candy+buffet.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-1020145093908555176</id><published>2009-01-15T22:41:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:19:06.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby Isn't a Baby?</title><summary type='text'>How depressing is it when you realize that your baby is no longer a baby? Being plagued with infertility and complicated pregnancies, I'm so grateful for my two beautiful girls. However, knowing that you'll never experience the miracle of bringing a spirit into your family again is heartbreaking. I had to have a hysterectomy the year I turned 30 and my baby turned 1 year. I felt at peace with it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/1020145093908555176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=1020145093908555176&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1020145093908555176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1020145093908555176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2009/01/my-baby-isnt-baby.html' title='My Baby Isn&apos;t a Baby?'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SXAli-dJj1I/AAAAAAAAAms/ycyFwsQqhf0/s72-c/IMG_1164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-265033564388007529</id><published>2008-12-28T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:16:39.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Things of 2008</title><summary type='text'>I'm sure it is the same for everyone. There are things each year that one would rather just forget and some that they hope to remember forever. This year has been interesting for our family~full of life changing events. Sometimes it is hard to believe how fast a year can zoom by, but then it is crazy to think about all of the moments, experiences, memories that have occurred within that given </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/265033564388007529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=265033564388007529&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/265033564388007529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/265033564388007529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/12/best-things-of-2008.html' title='Best Things of 2008'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-2755202211303122298</id><published>2008-12-28T23:07:00.015-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:41:21.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Marathon</title><summary type='text'>The holidays provide some of the best moments of the year. However, it is often a marathon! I have had zero time to post anything this month, like most of you, because it has been CrAzY! So, here are some pictures of our December holiday marathon:Gingerbread Houses with Grandma Wendy:Abby is always ready to pose for the camera!Olivia is frustrated with the frosting...Michael and the kids making </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/2755202211303122298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=2755202211303122298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2755202211303122298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2755202211303122298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/12/christmas-marathon.html' title='Christmas Marathon'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SVhp-tFZwQI/AAAAAAAAAf0/zK73S7nJ_WQ/s72-c/IMG_0942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-6090519442706736772</id><published>2008-12-28T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:34:59.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Snapshot ~ December 28, 2008</title><summary type='text'>I am really failing on my Saturday Snapshot goal! I have decided to do it sporadically. But today, for a one time only thing, I'm doing a Sunday Snapshot.My little brother McKay is leaving on a mission. He enters the MTC on Wednesday and then will go to Brisbane, Australia. Today he spoke in church, and I was so proud of him. He did an excellent job, as speaking in front of large crowds is not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/6090519442706736772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=6090519442706736772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6090519442706736772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6090519442706736772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/12/sunday-snapshot-december-27-2008.html' title='Sunday Snapshot ~ December 28, 2008'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SVh7ygfjc2I/AAAAAAAAAh0/YZG6mt1tVho/s72-c/Mission+McKay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-4122674241811618983</id><published>2008-12-20T23:48:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:40:22.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Snapshot ~ December 20, 2008</title><summary type='text'>It seems that whenever someone dies people have wonderful things to say about them. They were always the best and anything bad or negative doesn't seem to matter as much, and the wonderful things are shared over and over. It's too bad that we don't share these stories and feelings before death comes, but sometimes it is awkward to share feelings and emotions freely. The thing is that all of us </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/4122674241811618983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=4122674241811618983&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4122674241811618983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4122674241811618983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/12/saturday-snapshot-december-20-2008.html' title='Saturday Snapshot ~ December 20, 2008'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SVh5hXn7BXI/AAAAAAAAAhc/b5uYT5Rq84M/s72-c/Haizer2+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-9084477235717414944</id><published>2008-12-13T19:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:47:42.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Snapshot ~ December 13</title><summary type='text'> I am posting a "snapshot" of my siblings. I am the oldest of six children. So, this photo from Jacob's wedding shows us as we are now ~ in order. There is me, Adam, Zachary, Sarah, Jacob, and McKay. I love this picture because it marks a really good memory of some of my favorite people. After the wedding, the six of us stood around chatting and joking as adults and it was so fun. To detail a few</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/9084477235717414944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=9084477235717414944&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/9084477235717414944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/9084477235717414944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/12/saturday-snapshot-december-13.html' title='Saturday Snapshot ~ December 13'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SUm5t7kxthI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Ymhz8mUiY6w/s72-c/Reader+Siblings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-920285036806687205</id><published>2008-12-09T23:49:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:57:14.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what fun it is to spend...$1</title><summary type='text'>One dollar can do this: And this...And this again...It's the gift that keeps on giving! Go spend $1!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/920285036806687205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=920285036806687205&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/920285036806687205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/920285036806687205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/12/oh-what-fun-it-is-to-spend1.html' title='Oh what fun it is to spend...$1'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/ST9ngsdeTOI/AAAAAAAAAfk/GpC8A90rs6s/s72-c/IMG_0824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-2817604177554664888</id><published>2008-12-09T23:02:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:12:14.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><summary type='text'>I didn't have enough photo cards to send to everyone, but Kayla Evans did a FABULOUS job and I wanted to share the picture from our cards:I always HATE all pictures of myself, but I think everyone else looks FAB (as I said) in this pic. There were so many to choose from, I had a difficult time. So, if you want FAB pictures, check her out at http://www.kaylaevansphoto.com/! Now, if I could just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/2817604177554664888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=2817604177554664888&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2817604177554664888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2817604177554664888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/ST9byA0lNJI/AAAAAAAAAfE/mSaSzGVc1AE/s72-c/IMG_0931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-3756122439504223998</id><published>2008-12-09T21:58:00.016-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:56:21.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Workshop</title><summary type='text'>Wanna visit THE North Pole? Well, too bad! I'm pretty sure that few will ever have the opportunity to visit the jolly one at his actual home, but I am privy to information that will delight those who are prone to visions of sugar plums dancing AND those who long to settle for a LONG winters nap!I don't have a picture of the woman, few do as she avoids cameras like the plague, but I do have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/3756122439504223998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=3756122439504223998&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/3756122439504223998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/3756122439504223998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/12/grandmas-workshop.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Workshop'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/ST9ZEAgRvzI/AAAAAAAAAek/sNZfi8n9PNM/s72-c/IMG_0844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-611802199637570269</id><published>2008-12-07T22:51:00.029-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:59:41.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reason for the Season</title><summary type='text'>I've spent much of my free time lately decking the halls and SHOPPING. I really love online shopping...no muss, no fuss, NO CROWDS! I've had some fun decorating our new home for the holidays. Here are some pictures of my handiwork... The Basement: I put up my little Rudolph Village in the Basement and tried to make it FuN for the girls.I like levels in my village displays, so I wrapped some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/611802199637570269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=611802199637570269&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/611802199637570269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/611802199637570269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/12/santa-claus-is-coming-to-town.html' title='The Reason for the Season'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/STy3RIQ_cgI/AAAAAAAAAbc/uQFjhveX5X4/s72-c/IMG_0863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-5432803527640148031</id><published>2008-12-07T22:22:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:51:32.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Snapshots</title><summary type='text'>Wow! It has been quite a month for our family. Just after we got back to life, there was Thanksgiving (which was bittersweet ~ but nice), then last Thursday Abby had her tonsils and adenoids removed and tubes put in her ears. My students are wondering if I'm really their teacher! So, I'm behind on what I wanted to be an every Saturday thing...my Saturday Snapshot. I wanted to feature someone who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/5432803527640148031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=5432803527640148031&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/5432803527640148031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/5432803527640148031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/12/saturday-snapshots.html' title='Saturday Snapshots'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/STyxJfRiJ5I/AAAAAAAAAbE/OUVfeaq8BD8/s72-c/IMG_0912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-2027785744301477291</id><published>2008-11-27T01:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T01:20:51.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough with the tagging!!!</title><summary type='text'>This is seriously my LAST one...5 things I was doing 10 years ago...1)  Beginning my second year of teaching.2)  Enjoying my baby Livvy.3)  Learning how to sew.4)  Taking English classes to complete my English major for my teaching certification.5)  Shopping??5 things on my "to-do" list today...1)  Cry2)  Run3)  Cook4)  Do my girl's hair5)  Kiss my husband5 Snacks I enjoy...1)  Protein bars2)  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-3532645747595896228</id><published>2008-11-27T00:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:56:54.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I've Been Making For the Feast</title><summary type='text'>Here are recipes for all the things I'm making for the festivities:Spinach Dip1 cup REAL mayo1 cup sour cream1 package frozen spinach (I thaw and then wring out in paper towels)1 package Knorr Vegetable Soup (dry mix, salad dressing aisle)1 can water chestnuts, finely choppedServe in toasted, round bread bowl with toasted bread, crackers, or vegetables.Mandarin Spinach Salad1 large bag of Spinach</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/3532645747595896228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-8421378320298028196</id><published>2008-11-27T00:12:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:57:58.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers LOVE Breaks!</title><summary type='text'>Did you know that teachers LOVE breaks? Yep, even more than the kids. In fact, we measure time by the coming of the next break. We do love kids and teaching, don't get me wrong, there isn't enough $$ or glory to be in this gig for anything less than the pure love of those knot heads, but we live for the breaks. And, when there is a break of any kind, I sleep in; the whole house does! Well, except</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/8421378320298028196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=8421378320298028196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/8421378320298028196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/8421378320298028196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/11/teacher-love-breaks.html' title='Teachers LOVE Breaks!'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SS5Nd-aK-UI/AAAAAAAAAaU/qKOrbf96oIA/s72-c/IMG_0779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-8430031692548548634</id><published>2008-11-26T23:41:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:11:59.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Twas the Night Before Thanksgiving Break and All Through the House...</title><summary type='text'>I stayed up until the wee hours of the morning making treats for my fellow educators and for Michael's office Monday night. Then, for some reason, I promised my good friend (who also happens to be a personal trainer) that I'd make it to 5 a.m. spinning. This means that I got two and a half hours of sleep. I don't function well when this happens. However, something hilarious happened that made my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/8430031692548548634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=8430031692548548634&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/8430031692548548634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/8430031692548548634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/11/twas-night-before-thanksgiving-break.html' title='&apos;Twas the Night Before Thanksgiving Break and All Through the House...'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SS5DpXbOC8I/AAAAAAAAAaM/nvrtbquookg/s72-c/IMG_0778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-850599900048152138</id><published>2008-11-22T23:01:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:15:11.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Snapshot: Sarah Jo</title><summary type='text'> I'm feeling like writing little things about the people who mean the most in my life. It seems that all too often we don't share how we feel about these people, and it is important. I have a wonderful family, I LOVE them all so much. I have four brothers, but only one sister. Don't get me wrong...LOVE the brothers. But to all you girls out there who have sisters...there's something special, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/850599900048152138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=850599900048152138&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/850599900048152138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/850599900048152138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/11/sarah-jo.html' title='Saturday Snapshot: Sarah Jo'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SSj48bmbJkI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/o9W4YQ9PbwA/s72-c/Spring-Summer+2008+190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-4294870605362528320</id><published>2008-11-21T18:29:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T18:37:19.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Bark</title><summary type='text'>This is the yummiest treat for the holidays, and it is SUPER easy.(I'll take a picture to post with this after I make some this weekend.)Makes approx. 40 pieces1 sleeve saltine crackers1 cup butter1/2 cup light brown sugar12 oz. milk chocolate chips1 cup chopped pecans1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees2. Place crackers in one layer on a parchment-lined baking sheet3. Melt butter and brown sugar in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/4294870605362528320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=4294870605362528320&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4294870605362528320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4294870605362528320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/11/christmas-bark.html' title='Christmas Bark'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-1676926186370341382</id><published>2008-11-20T23:05:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:35:49.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Material Girl's Husband</title><summary type='text'> I have just about the best looking, ULTRA patient, SUPER husband a girl could ask for. He's seriously outnumbered by a house full of demanding, high maintenance girls, but he loves us anyway. He is a fantastic dad. He's a hard worker, has a killer smile, and is pretty dang funny. When I spend too much money, he tries to understand. When I'm mean and nasty, he's forgiving. When I can't take </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/1676926186370341382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=1676926186370341382&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1676926186370341382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1676926186370341382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/11/michael-blu.html' title='The Material Girl&apos;s Husband'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SSZWuTPAqiI/AAAAAAAAAXU/kmEN3uT_wJs/s72-c/Family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-7893502315637752259</id><published>2008-11-20T22:44:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:04:45.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just Abby!!</title><summary type='text'> Abby's Aunt Haley starting calling her Abbylicious when she was just old enough to make life interesting. And, like a similar word coined by Beyonce, Abby is one of a kind. This can be good, bad, and even ugly, but we wouldn't trade her. While she does allow Haley, and a few others, to call her this name in jest, she doesn't mess around when it comes to her REAL name. Her full name is Abigail </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/7893502315637752259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=7893502315637752259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/7893502315637752259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/7893502315637752259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/11/abbylicious.html' title='I&apos;m just Abby!!'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SSZK21UoV2I/AAAAAAAAAWM/eWJ_--b2Q0w/s72-c/Abby+Doll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-5020722257774976763</id><published>2008-11-20T22:34:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:36:44.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livvy Lu</title><summary type='text'>This beautiful girl is myLivvy Lu. She could be the sweetest girl on the planet...serious. I'm not just saying that because I'm her mom, she truly is an inspiration. Don't get me wrong, like all kids, she has some things that make her unique. Like the drama ~ OH THE DRAMA! (Who knows where she gets that...wink, wink.) However, through all of her little dramatic highs and lows, I still often think</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/5020722257774976763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=5020722257774976763&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/5020722257774976763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/5020722257774976763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/11/livvy-lu.html' title='Livvy Lu'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SSZIZfzZPdI/AAAAAAAAAWE/3rNBAR_sXRA/s72-c/Beautiful+Liv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-1171211462581954619</id><published>2008-11-16T10:46:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:33:49.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><summary type='text'>It's like we've lost a week of our lives. In so many ways it was the longest week ever, dragging by as sadness and shock consumed our hearts and minds. But today, it seems impossible that a whole week has passed. We are so grateful to have the viewing and funeral behind us. It was a privilege to honor Haizer's life and to know how many loved him as so many shared their grief with our family. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/1171211462581954619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=1171211462581954619&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1171211462581954619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1171211462581954619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/11/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SSZWQA8IMKI/AAAAAAAAAXM/NfE6FAmzk-c/s72-c/Our+last+family+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-6407370870101337001</id><published>2008-11-11T00:02:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:51:40.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haizer</title><summary type='text'> I couldn't just go on without saying something about our loss. It is profound and real. No one ever thinks that they will become a statistic ~ especially twice. Not one that lists college graduates or multiple births, but the really tragic kind that no one really wants to look up. If you know me, you'll know my circumstance, if not...just remember that it only takes one pebble to send multiple </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/6407370870101337001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=6407370870101337001&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6407370870101337001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6407370870101337001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/11/no-one-ever-thinks-that-they-will.html' title='Haizer'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SSZUFDMqDBI/AAAAAAAAAW0/3Od4Ia62LFQ/s72-c/Haizer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-4981199123373813103</id><published>2008-11-06T21:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:50:02.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever had a dream that seemed so real that you woke up and went about the day thinking it was reality? Sure you have. Dreams are CrAzY! They can alter our moods or our decisions. I had a dream about a good friend having a terrible accident last night and it seemed so real that I woke up sobbing. It seemed so devastating that I couldn't shake that feeling of loss or panic nearly all day! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/4981199123373813103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=4981199123373813103&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4981199123373813103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4981199123373813103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/11/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-6841014089455771137</id><published>2008-11-04T20:52:00.016-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:13:35.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweets and Sweeties</title><summary type='text'> Halloween...what a holiday! A day to pretend and eat candy ~ no wonder kids of ALL ages love it! My girls were rockers this Halloween. Olivia put together her own original costume consisting of odds and ends she had purchased or found over the last two months in preparation to be a punk rocker. In the picture, you'll see that she equates attitude with rocker. Abby opted for something very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/6841014089455771137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=6841014089455771137&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6841014089455771137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6841014089455771137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/11/sweets-and-sweeties.html' title='Sweets and Sweeties'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SREezLc4VpI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Jbq6uOXWz2A/s72-c/IMG_0681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-1855129181220424488</id><published>2008-11-02T23:40:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:54:15.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WARNING! ALERT! (Sarcasm will be involved...)</title><summary type='text'>Did you know that when you look at a Victoria's Secret magazine and find something to order ~ get this ~ the body is NOT included!? I mean, what are those people thinking? Those little lacy things won't look that good on MY body!!! Maybe they should include a disclaimer; WARNING: The sexy attire featured on the buxom, but too thin babes in this catalog will look very different on the average </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/1855129181220424488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=1855129181220424488&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1855129181220424488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1855129181220424488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/11/who-knew.html' title='WARNING! ALERT! (Sarcasm will be involved...)'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SQ6f03-2RMI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZGVSV3FOxic/s72-c/warning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-767126302778497824</id><published>2008-10-28T20:56:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:18:56.759-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HSM3</title><summary type='text'>Okay, if you don't know what the title of this post means you :A. Have never heard "Fabulous" sung by little girls pretending to be SHARPAY (who is not a dog, by the way)B. Live in a household that doesn't revolve around the Disney ChannelC. Are not aware of the tween fixation involving Zac Efron (AKA TROY)D. Have been living under a rock!My oldest has had a countdown to High School Musical 3 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/767126302778497824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=767126302778497824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/767126302778497824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/767126302778497824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/10/hsm3.html' title='HSM3'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SQfXK9v8OwI/AAAAAAAAAUI/fNGQphvbkt8/s72-c/HSM3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-6211969735100371572</id><published>2008-10-28T20:33:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:56:43.227-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Halloween Fun...</title><summary type='text'>Last night my mom had her annual feast/pumpkin carving for the fam. She is Blackfoot's own version of Martha Stewart ~ if Martha were a Mormon mom:)! Anyway, I forgot my camera in my rush out the door. Luckily I have a sister who is just as blog-happy as the rest of us, and she has all of the little details on her blog: http://web.me.com/sarahthompson5/ so check it out. However, I do have to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/6211969735100371572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=6211969735100371572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6211969735100371572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6211969735100371572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/10/more-halloween-fun.html' title='More Halloween Fun...'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SQfNUgC90_I/AAAAAAAAATw/7QsEKkZNxNI/s72-c/IMG_0663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-8626264015510869115</id><published>2008-10-26T23:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:42:56.427-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Other Blogs</title><summary type='text'>Did you know that if you click in the Recipe Box and Decorating &amp; Creating links at the right you will find my two other blogs? I just posted a yuuuummmy cookie recipe! Check them out when you have a sec...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/8626264015510869115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=8626264015510869115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/8626264015510869115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/8626264015510869115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/10/my-other-blogs.html' title='My Other Blogs'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-6119385230375178991</id><published>2008-10-26T22:54:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:29:09.074-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Punkin' Carvin' Contest</title><summary type='text'>Each year my mother-in-law has a carving contest at her house. This year she even grew the pumpkins herself! The kids (and some of the adults) look forward to this all year. I thought it was adorable that my nephew told me it was a "punkin' carvin' contest." Kids between the ages of 2 and 4 talk so cute! I was Abby's partner, and she was ALL about cleaning out the pumpkin. She lost interest after</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/6119385230375178991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=6119385230375178991&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6119385230375178991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6119385230375178991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/10/punkin-carvin-contest.html' title='Punkin&apos; Carvin&apos; Contest'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SQVKg8q18YI/AAAAAAAAASo/zYU_oEjJozM/s72-c/IMG_0645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-1796321955367516175</id><published>2008-10-26T21:11:00.023-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:53:29.214-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee Witch's Weekend</title><summary type='text'> Last Saturday,Robyn (my good friend from high school) and I took our girls to Gardner Village for "Wee Witch's Weekend." Our oldest girls are a month apart and our youngest are a couple years apart, so it is always fun to get together to do things. The girls opted not to attend in full costume, but had fun getting sprayed down with colored hairspray and sparkles; the older two also delighted in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/1796321955367516175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=1796321955367516175&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1796321955367516175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/1796321955367516175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/10/wee-witchs-weekend.html' title='Wee Witch&apos;s Weekend'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SQUzwp_o0lI/AAAAAAAAAQw/-mM8uy6fD0Q/s72-c/IMG_0608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-4765216975210061944</id><published>2008-10-15T23:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:16:22.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED!</title><summary type='text'>Amy Thompson tagged me! Who will I tag? Read on...Four TV Shows I Watch:1. General Hospital (I know, pathetic, but I'm addicted)2. Lipstick Jungle (Watch it so they won't cancel!!)3. Brothers &amp; Sisters (The only family more dysfunctional than your own!)4. Sponge Bob (My kids and husband LOVE it...I'm dealing)Four Favorite Restaurants:1. Olive Garden2. PF Changs3. Bubba Gumps4. KneadersFour Things</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/4765216975210061944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=4765216975210061944&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4765216975210061944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4765216975210061944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/10/tagged.html' title='TAGGED!'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-6818072191896377944</id><published>2008-10-13T16:33:00.030-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:55:30.982-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike the Builder</title><summary type='text'>My husband and I are in the midst of finishing our third home...and this will be the last time we build. It has been the never ending project. The inside is pretty much done, but the outside has taken forever!! Michael was the general contractor, and I was over the draws. He has put in hours and hours of work, and I know that I am not an easy gal to work for! This time around, he made me help </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/6818072191896377944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=6818072191896377944&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6818072191896377944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6818072191896377944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/10/mike-builder.html' title='Mike the Builder'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SPPOxAfmzVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9E_a3t-DQgM/s72-c/IMG_0590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-4764722905485010984</id><published>2008-10-10T21:15:00.043-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T00:45:07.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Disney...and BEYOND</title><summary type='text'> After years of procrastination, we finally took the girls to Disneyland. While Disneyland/California Adventure was the ultimate reason for the trip, we decided to throw in a few other stops. We went over harvest vacation, which is the PERFECT time to visit Cali because there are no lines and few crowds. We debated for awhile about whether we should drive or fly. With gas prices the way they have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/4764722905485010984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=4764722905485010984&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4764722905485010984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4764722905485010984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/10/family-vacation.html' title='To Disney...and BEYOND'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SPAwnNQdY8I/AAAAAAAAALo/rHDPI0WNJDM/s72-c/IMG_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-4117953141470173449</id><published>2008-10-07T19:38:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:41:31.555-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bind 'Em Up!</title><summary type='text'> I know, you probably think I'm a crazy woman...binding all of my "display" towels with ribbon, but seriously, towels are one of the cheapest ways to throw a splash of color in a bathroom.How To Do It:It looks like I just tied two ribbons on the towels, but there's another ribbon hidden inside.1. Put the towels on the bar and scrunch them a bit at the top.2. Gather them at the bottom and tie the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/4117953141470173449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=4117953141470173449&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4117953141470173449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4117953141470173449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/10/how-to-keep-guest-from-using-display.html' title='Bind &apos;Em Up!'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SOwPBKfOAiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/nwiUendR-fI/s72-c/IMG_0517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-4431124321846042164</id><published>2008-10-07T19:38:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T19:45:48.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Keep People From Using the Display Towels!</title><summary type='text'> I know that the idea of "display" towels escapes some people, but I get seriously annoyed when people tear them off of my hooks and wipe chocolate or mascara on them when I've clearly left a clean, folded towel at the side of the sink for that very purpose! So, I came up with a new display method using ribbon that makes it nearly impossible for anyone to want to use the towel. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/4431124321846042164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=4431124321846042164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4431124321846042164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4431124321846042164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='How to Keep People From Using the Display Towels!'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SOwPHZp_3VI/AAAAAAAAAIU/G563Hgxw9Xo/s72-c/IMG_0516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-6813108459484445119</id><published>2008-10-07T19:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T19:42:18.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorating the Girl's Bathroom</title><summary type='text'> Find a picture and some accessories to tie it altogether!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/6813108459484445119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=6813108459484445119&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6813108459484445119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6813108459484445119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/10/decorating-girls-bathroom.html' title='Decorating the Girl&apos;s Bathroom'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SOwO-HsZCNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/K8sO88surDY/s72-c/IMG_0518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-2510534289974411666</id><published>2008-10-07T19:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T19:36:46.755-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That Chocolate Thing</title><summary type='text'>When we were in Anaheim last week, we ate at my FAVORITE restaurant~Bubba Gump's. You know, as in from the movie Forrest Gump? It is soooooooo good; although you do have to like shrimp. Anyway, we had this awesome flourless chocolate cake with vanilla ice cream and raspberry topping that they called, "That Chocolate Thing." As soon I we got home I was in search for the recipe. I found one on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/2510534289974411666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=2510534289974411666&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2510534289974411666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2510534289974411666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/10/that-chocolate-thing.html' title='That Chocolate Thing'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SOwLN4InESI/AAAAAAAAAH8/UCYo0ZTjQrE/s72-c/IMG_0503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-6186538914342561830</id><published>2008-09-24T01:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:56:24.328-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagination</title><summary type='text'>I had to write this down before I forgot. Today we were heading into town to run errands when Abby insisted that I pull over in the church parking lot (across the street from our home). I did this, and she asked Liv to open her door. Livvy and I just looked at each other like…what the heck? We were curious, so Liv opened her door. Abby then yelled for her two imaginary friends to hop in the car. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/6186538914342561830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=6186538914342561830&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6186538914342561830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6186538914342561830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/09/imagination.html' title='Imagination'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SOr55b47O2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Izwx48OirHg/s72-c/imaginary+abby.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-2531676319543526126</id><published>2008-09-20T12:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T21:37:42.605-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting For My "Designer" Blog!!!</title><summary type='text'>I can't wait! I just purchased an adorable "designer" blog!!! If you know anything about me, you'll know I'm all about designer...I love great jeans (especially when the size can be cut out), love to read about designer lives in trashy magazines (I know, pathetic), and I love, LoVe, LOVE a good designer purse (they ALWAYS fit). Therefore, when I stumbled upon eightcrazydesign.com and saw the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/2531676319543526126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=2531676319543526126&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2531676319543526126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/2531676319543526126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/09/waiting-for-my-designer-blog.html' title='Waiting For My &quot;Designer&quot; Blog!!!'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-734250170625228835</id><published>2008-09-17T22:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:54:46.884-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude</title><summary type='text'>I’ve had a horrible migraine for days and days. I have been feeling down and overwhelmed, and I was having myself a little pity party when my little sister popped in and shared the following blogs with me: http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/ ; http://www.nierecovery.com/ ; and http://sccsdecker.blogspot.com/ . After you read about these amazing families, you’ll see that I don’t even need to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/734250170625228835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=734250170625228835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/734250170625228835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/734250170625228835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/09/attitude.html' title='Attitude'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-7740350135842253209</id><published>2008-08-26T16:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:46:28.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rush, RuSh, RUSH...</title><summary type='text'>Life reminds me of a freeway full of traffic. There is a posted speed limit, but we are all seeing how far past that limit we can go without getting caught! There are those who try to go the speed of light, many set the cruise at exactly five miles over, and there are some who are just barely inching past the limit trying to save a bit of time. Why are we pushing the limits?The last year or so I’</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/7740350135842253209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=7740350135842253209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/7740350135842253209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/7740350135842253209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/08/rush-rush-rush.html' title='Rush, RuSh, RUSH...'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SOr3lbgpnzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/LOc0gRpLYJA/s72-c/mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-4221193855278292400</id><published>2008-07-03T00:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:44:22.612-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nicest Kid In Town</title><summary type='text'>The inserted picture is of my daughter at her Hairspray themed birthday party. That movie hit home for me because I am, and have always been, obsessed with my weight. There, I said it! In my quest for skinny, I’ve tried about everything. I’ve had eating disorders, been too thin, not so thin, and everywhere in between. I’ve paid tons of $$$ to loose and gain, used medications, done things I’d </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/4221193855278292400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=4221193855278292400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4221193855278292400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/4221193855278292400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/10/nicest-kid-in-town.html' title='The Nicest Kid In Town'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SOr3CRcM_YI/AAAAAAAAAHc/TzP_fyRCtbI/s72-c/nicest+kid+in+town.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-6287131224495387644</id><published>2008-06-23T01:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:44:53.977-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Abbylicious</title><summary type='text'>My youngest is so full of energy; if I could bottle it and sell it I’d be rich! She is so determined and stubborn, and right now tantrums rock the house if things don’t go her way! However, she has a vivid imagination and watching her grow makes me smile. With a foot stool for a stage and a Hannah Montana microphone in hand, she dances and belts out songs she makes up at the top of her lungs. Her</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/6287131224495387644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=6287131224495387644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6287131224495387644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6287131224495387644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/06/abbylicious_23.html' title='Abbylicious'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SOr3Uf3GhAI/AAAAAAAAAHk/tdhJuAw92fM/s72-c/abblicious.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-5173157513323120427</id><published>2008-06-18T17:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:29:47.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Arynne in Wonderland</title><summary type='text'>Like Alice, I often feel as I am wandering around in a world of nonsense. I’m hoping to avoid the MADness and to fill my days doing things that aren’t pointless. Michael says I’m an eternal pessimist. I say I’m a realist. Although, lately, I have had a tendency to view the glass as half empty. I think it is because I never have time to accomplish everything I need to do. I’m like the White Rabbit</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/5173157513323120427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=5173157513323120427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/5173157513323120427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/5173157513323120427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/06/arynne-in-wonderland.html' title='Arynne in Wonderland'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Te3iu8wqp8/SOrzh40kvBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/yZRIBVw-_oc/s72-c/alice.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6397391578904921735.post-6571427226800042576</id><published>2008-06-17T02:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:33:38.808-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired!</title><summary type='text'>Having been inspired by a friend’s blog, here I sit at 2:30 a.m. trying to create one of my own. So many blogs I had read up to this point had seemed to be glossy overviews of lives that seemed too perfect to exist. However, I feel that it may serve a purpose to jot down inspired thoughts and feelings or to share ideas and projects. So today, I join the blogfest!Comments (1)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/feeds/6571427226800042576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6397391578904921735&amp;postID=6571427226800042576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6571427226800042576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6397391578904921735/posts/default/6571427226800042576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.confessionsofamaterialmom.com/2008/10/inspired-from-june-17-2008.html' title='Inspired!'/><author><name>Arynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095612808227634166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
