<?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-33218657</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:14:00.776-06:00</updated><category term='Misc'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Rant'/><category term='bncvcccf'/><title type='text'>Mommas on Fire</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-3552077194403301469</id><published>2011-06-22T09:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T09:55:04.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging block</title><content type='html'>I have been remiss in updating my poor defenseless blog. A friends excitement about his new block reminded me that I even have one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 weeks away from home visiting family and friends Little A and I are spending the day cleaning and organizing a huge mess, and here she comes now showing me how cute she is with 30 hair ribbons and clips in her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is also requesting an escort to the girls room so I am off....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-3552077194403301469?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/3552077194403301469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=3552077194403301469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3552077194403301469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3552077194403301469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2011/06/blogging-block.html' title='Blogging block'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-6102289334687728255</id><published>2010-09-30T22:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T22:18:16.137-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair chopping</title><content type='html'>I had my hair cut off today, around 7 inches was removed. ... my head feels lighter, lighter=happier.  Yeehaw baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-6102289334687728255?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/6102289334687728255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=6102289334687728255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/6102289334687728255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/6102289334687728255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2010/09/hair-chopping.html' title='Hair chopping'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-4383414709470071518</id><published>2010-06-14T23:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T23:28:20.425-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny but not profound</title><content type='html'>I met someone at a bookstore today and just finished reading her blog, before sending her a message though I peeked at my blog (it was been a while!) to see if there was anything shameful before revealing my blog to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her blog is amazing, deep, insightful and well written.  Mine is funny, a bit vulgar, and choppy.  I think I keep this blog more as a short handed reminder of events to myself than anything.  My memory has gotten so bad that I am really glad that I have the blog!  I debated all evening about whether or not to send her a message, and then it hit me... as Popeye put it I yam what I yam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to grow, I am growing, and I need to be more open to growing.  I avoid talking to people to such a degree that it is &lt;strong&gt;almost&lt;/strong&gt; a phobia.  I can't say it is really a side effect of not working, I was like this at work as well, I was just in a position that I was forced to communicate with others.  Now that I am not forced to, I just don't.  I have introverted to the point I don't even blog anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to my new aquaintance today was probably the first time I have talked to a "stranger" voluntarily in 2 years.  YEARS!!  Okay, that may be an exaggeration, I do have to speak when ordering food, and I talk to people at school when directly asked a question, I am not rude.  But I have not sought out any friendship outside my tiny little island in a very long time.  Sasquatch ruined it for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-4383414709470071518?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/4383414709470071518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=4383414709470071518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4383414709470071518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4383414709470071518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2010/06/funny-but-not-profound.html' title='Funny but not profound'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-5954224832416520609</id><published>2010-04-28T08:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T08:20:24.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Imatwat</title><content type='html'>Major faux pas this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little bro's girlfriend was telling me about setting their wedding date and informing me of being her bridesmaid earlier this week.  I am excited for them, so excited in fact that Monday while at my parents house I told my mom about it.... Mom was shocked, Dad thought I was joking, little bro has failed to mention to our parents that he is getting married!  DOH  As soon as I got home I called him with a heads up and a promise to buy them 2 wedding gifts.  I guess they got a phone call later that night from the parents.... DOH DOH DOH epic fail on my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I hope they have a long and happy life together... good job little bro!  I call him little bro but he is 28 so not really that little.  He and the fiance just moved into their new apartment this week, big stuff for little bro!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-5954224832416520609?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/5954224832416520609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=5954224832416520609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/5954224832416520609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/5954224832416520609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2010/04/imatwat.html' title='Imatwat'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-3181587276520019548</id><published>2010-02-15T23:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T23:42:25.555-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bada Bing</title><content type='html'>I am watching Season 1 of the Brady Brunch, LOVING IT!  I have noticed they reference pharmaceuticals quite a bit, tranquilizers, sleeping pills... just talk about it in passing, no biggy.  Now we know the secret to the happy family, tranquilizers and sleeping pills.  Should have found the fun family secret YEARS ago!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-3181587276520019548?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/3181587276520019548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=3181587276520019548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3181587276520019548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3181587276520019548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2010/02/bada-bing.html' title='Bada Bing'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-4045759097352570821</id><published>2010-02-11T21:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T21:13:24.432-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The need</title><content type='html'>I NEED to travel, it is an addiction that is rearing its ugly head lately.  This addiction is not sated with a trip to the beach down the seat.  This addiction is only satisifed when passports are used, bags are packed and I am out of contact with everyone for 3-5 days.  Good food must be eaten, friends must have discussed every topic known to man and many books must be read before the travelling time is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-4045759097352570821?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/4045759097352570821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=4045759097352570821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4045759097352570821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4045759097352570821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2010/02/need.html' title='The need'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-980168646570792329</id><published>2010-02-03T00:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T00:13:51.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make you go hmm</title><content type='html'>The birthfather sent an email.... short boring, nothing to write home about.  So why did he write at all?  It has been over a year since his last short, boring, nothing to write home about email, why now?  Wonder if he has been in prison?  Probably would have heard about it if he was.  It was weird, oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-980168646570792329?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/980168646570792329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=980168646570792329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/980168646570792329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/980168646570792329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2010/02/things-that-make-you-go-hmm.html' title='Things that make you go hmm'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-1327219785423811582</id><published>2010-01-23T01:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T01:24:56.245-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This semester</title><content type='html'>I have an algebra teacher, female, not sure of her heritage but she reminds me of a russian spy in a James Bond movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a history teacher that looks like the love child of Peter Sellers and FDR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a geology teacher that conducts his lectures like Gene Wilder in Young Frankenstein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a yoga teacher that has just made me very sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be a hard but very fun semester!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-1327219785423811582?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/1327219785423811582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=1327219785423811582' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1327219785423811582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1327219785423811582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-semester.html' title='This semester'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-1832858349868011071</id><published>2010-01-06T17:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:24:15.314-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokedy broke broke</title><content type='html'>Being broke sucks, staying home is awesome.  Things balance eachother out I guess.  Ying, Yang, all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my mother took us shopping with her and she bought me one of those new fangled hair remover thingies.  The one that says it is pain free and you just rub your leg with this nice little pad and voila no more hair.  I must say so far I am very pleased with it, there was no pain involved although you do have to rub furiously to get it to work, not just rub the pleasant little circular motion that they show in the picture.  Doesn't rip out the hair like that evil little machine that came out in the nineties.... what was that thing called? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my legs are currently hair free and soft from the exfoliation. oooh lala!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-1832858349868011071?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/1832858349868011071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=1832858349868011071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1832858349868011071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1832858349868011071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2010/01/brokedy-broke-broke.html' title='Brokedy broke broke'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-6593452390904921864</id><published>2009-12-31T03:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T03:21:58.812-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a year</title><content type='html'>I am trying to figure out how to spend the last day of the year.  I don't believe in resolutions, so at least making lists wont be on our list!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-6593452390904921864?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/6593452390904921864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=6593452390904921864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/6593452390904921864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/6593452390904921864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-year.html' title='What a year'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-7435920740377780574</id><published>2009-09-13T13:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T13:07:21.288-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One year ago</title><content type='html'>at this exact moment in time 1 year ago I was on my 25th straight hour at work.  I ended up working 26 hours.  Crazy.  Ike changed our lives so much, but I have absolutely LOVED spending the past year at home with little A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-7435920740377780574?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/7435920740377780574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=7435920740377780574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7435920740377780574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7435920740377780574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-year-ago.html' title='One year ago'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-7441768991625499275</id><published>2009-09-11T09:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T09:19:55.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School started</title><content type='html'>and now I barely have time to breathe.  So much to read, so much to write, so much to memorize.  I am taking English, History, Math, and Geology.  Yeah, bit much for 1 semester.  Oh well, I am off to study.. again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-7441768991625499275?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/7441768991625499275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=7441768991625499275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7441768991625499275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7441768991625499275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/09/school-started.html' title='School started'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-978816707026863774</id><published>2009-08-10T13:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:37:44.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Death by girls retreat</title><content type='html'>We had a fabulous time at our girls retreat this weekend.  I barely survived it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google maps tried to kill us, it sent us off into circles in the back woods.  They are officially fired!  We managed to navigate to the house, it was gorgeous.  We had a nice dinner and then I had a nice long midnight swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we went to the Comal river to go tubing.  On the way there I bought a hat.  We got to the river and had to stand in line for a tube.  It was hot, it was sunny, and it was a LONG line.  1 hour later I started to feel a bit off.  My ears started ringing and my vision started clouding over.  I managed to walk over to sit under a tree before I started losing conciousness.  I somehow kept upright but was OUT of it!  They said I stopped sweating and my lips were white.  Chemist S took my hat off and poof, 30 seconds later I was coming around.  Stupid hat tried to kill me with heat exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after I got home I slipped on the stairs with my socks..again.  I sprained my ankle, popped my hip and scraped the skin off my arm.  AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of the trip the tooth with the bridge from the evil doctor started hurting.  It was pretty darn painful but livable with some pain killers.  On the ride home it started feeling like someone shoved a screwdriver up into my face.. awesome, nothing like a nice infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after multiple attempts on my life I am bruised, sore, and scraped.  I had some antibiotics at home that I started taking, so hopefully I wont die from a blood infection.  Yeehaw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-978816707026863774?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/978816707026863774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=978816707026863774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/978816707026863774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/978816707026863774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/08/death-by-girls-retreat.html' title='Death by girls retreat'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-2147456924384028028</id><published>2009-08-05T00:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:19:24.241-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Open adoption and new grief</title><content type='html'>I sent an email tonight to little A's birthmom and I was thinking about a conversation I had with her when we were ending our visit in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was her fiance's first time to meet little A, and after dropping us off he cried.  At some point during our journey we have all cried, alone and together.  It was our journey and the choices that we made together as a family were hard, for S, for little A, for her family, for us and our family, we all grieved.  It was the happiest time for us but at the same time it was very very sad.  We have an amazing relationship with little A's birthfamily, but there are still tears at times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to my point, her fiance was crying because now he has joined in the grief.  He loves her so much and though he was not in the picture at the time of the adoption, he is now part of the family.  He sees little A, sees how much she looks like S, and the decisions that were made 4 years ago hurt his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an amazing journey we embarked upon 4 years ago, and every day we grow and learn from it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-2147456924384028028?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/2147456924384028028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=2147456924384028028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2147456924384028028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2147456924384028028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/08/open-adoption-and-new-grief.html' title='Open adoption and new grief'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-7167418240163475112</id><published>2009-08-01T23:31:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T23:47:09.349-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An odd thing to remember</title><content type='html'>Once upon a midnight dreary I was a thin young lass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toooo thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5'7" and about 110 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I met hubby, got married and put on weight as people do. It took a while though before I really noticed the fat cells around my belly. I remember quite clearly the day that I did realize it though, which is an odd clarity in more normally fuzzy cell banks that reside in the brain. I was at work, the job before the airline, and went to the restroom. As I sat down I felt skin fold over and touch that I had never felt before, it was kind of an odd sensation and I spent quite a few fascinated minutes staring in the mirror figuring out that my chest and my tummy had somehow managed to reach out and shake hands.  Not a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly an oddly clear memory that came to me tonight out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to reverse 8 years and go back to the time before skin could touch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-7167418240163475112?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/7167418240163475112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=7167418240163475112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7167418240163475112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7167418240163475112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/08/odd-thing-to-remember.html' title='An odd thing to remember'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-4364254307353121782</id><published>2009-07-28T21:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:25:18.064-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay</title><content type='html'>Christmas comes early when you can see the end of the summer of hell.  And it is super awesome when you find out that the summer of hell is ending earlier than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-4364254307353121782?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/4364254307353121782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=4364254307353121782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4364254307353121782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4364254307353121782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/07/yay.html' title='Yay'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-2637107531591253007</id><published>2009-07-23T23:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:54:31.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruised</title><content type='html'>I fell on my arse today... literally.  Crazy slippery slope at the creek got the best of me.  I sat in the slime that I slipped on for a while catching my breathe and assessing the damage.  E walked over to me and told me I should be more careful, quite perceptive for a 5 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bum is bruised, luckily (other than the kids) there were no witnesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMM hubby is doing laundry.  He has a little addiction to downy, our laundry smells good.  He uses so much downy that the entire room is filled with the smell when he brings the hot laundry in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-2637107531591253007?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/2637107531591253007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=2637107531591253007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2637107531591253007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2637107531591253007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/07/bruised.html' title='Bruised'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-3347505333954371448</id><published>2009-07-22T22:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:55:01.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Friends</title><content type='html'>It is weird running into old friends, even if its only on the internet.  Some friendships last forever and the conversation flows so easily.  oddities those are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to sleep, I am babysitting tomorrow... but that is a conversation for later.  My plan is to wear the kids down until they are just too tired to fight and fuss.  If all else fails we can go searching for the alligators that I know are somewhere at the creek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-3347505333954371448?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/3347505333954371448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=3347505333954371448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3347505333954371448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3347505333954371448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/07/old-friends.html' title='Old Friends'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-4810895120385633566</id><published>2009-07-20T11:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T11:29:43.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Erghhh</title><content type='html'>I think a spider bit my foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel well today, more allergies than spider bite, but that bugger is itching like CRAZY.  Hurts when you scratch it so there is no relief.  Maybe some ice will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched four French films this weekend, Little A was out of town so we didn't have to stick with the G rated selection.  It was very nice and relaxing.  I wish I felt rested but I don't, up all night sneezing and wheezing.  Maybe a nap will help, and I must go searching for some keys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-4810895120385633566?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/4810895120385633566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=4810895120385633566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4810895120385633566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4810895120385633566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/07/erghhh.html' title='Erghhh'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-5244967635037202522</id><published>2009-07-06T00:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:35:46.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wild Hair</title><content type='html'>I want to learn French, along with little A and J, save up money and go live in Paris for a few months.  Nothing permanent, just a furnished apartment that we can live in while we absorb the city and practice our newly learned French. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little A has to start school next year so the timing is perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just need passports, visas, permission, some sort of job so we can buy food and pay rent, and a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh were is that fairy godmother of ours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-5244967635037202522?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/5244967635037202522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=5244967635037202522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/5244967635037202522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/5244967635037202522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/07/wild-hair.html' title='A Wild Hair'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-4584530047171367193</id><published>2009-06-16T22:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:17:59.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Burned burned burned</title><content type='html'>We stayed at splashtown FAR too long today.  Little A rubbed off all the sunscreen under eyes because she kept going "under the sea".  Her little cheeks are burned to a crisp... much fun this evening chasing her down with the aloe vera every hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time we go we are not staying as long!  Plus I need to get a babysitter so J and I can go and enjoy the rides!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-4584530047171367193?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/4584530047171367193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=4584530047171367193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4584530047171367193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4584530047171367193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/06/burned-burned-burned.html' title='Burned burned burned'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-9099758229954681278</id><published>2009-06-13T20:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T20:49:45.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn</title><content type='html'>I can't write about it, but things happened this week that have permanently altered my perception of people.  And not in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like becoming paralyzed.  You wake up one day, walk to the bathroom, sit down and never stand up again.  If I had known that I would never again stand up off the toilet I think I would have grabbed a brownie before I went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not stuck on the toilet, but I can't write about what IT is due to the sensitive nature of the issue, the people involved, and the publicity of this forum, but my future self that will one day read this will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday was a day that will alter a lifetime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-9099758229954681278?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/9099758229954681278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=9099758229954681278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/9099758229954681278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/9099758229954681278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/06/damn.html' title='Damn'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-1214766512648487866</id><published>2009-06-09T14:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:51:03.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rat Pix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/Si7LKp-5-jI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6hqFfnnybDI/s1600-h/may09+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345433191664187954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/Si7LKp-5-jI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6hqFfnnybDI/s320/may09+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/Si7LKXyrzkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wyJyjvpjAZM/s1600-h/may09+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345433186781089346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/Si7LKXyrzkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wyJyjvpjAZM/s320/may09+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-1214766512648487866?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/1214766512648487866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=1214766512648487866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1214766512648487866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1214766512648487866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/06/rat-pix.html' title='Rat Pix'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/Si7LKp-5-jI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6hqFfnnybDI/s72-c/may09+076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-2053053374963476797</id><published>2009-06-07T23:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:53:49.738-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary books and funny movies.</title><content type='html'>I am trying to read House of Leaves... I think I made it all the way to page 19 before I freaked out and threw it in the freezer.  Jay has taken over the reading of it for now and I have been working on 3 other books.  I really shouldn't read this many at once but I think it is a defense mechanism to keep me away from HOL.  That sh** is scary, and I am hard to scare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched "He's just not that into you" tonight, that was funny stuff.  Very quirky and humerous, it was kind of like a horoscope in that it was vague enough to be relatable to everyone, but smart enough to keep you interested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watched "My Bloody Valentine", not scary at all, lots of gore, almost everything one looks for in a cheesy horror movie.  Me likes me slasher movies and this one is in 3D... bonus if you can tolerate the headache the glasses cause.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-2053053374963476797?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/2053053374963476797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=2053053374963476797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2053053374963476797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2053053374963476797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/06/scary-books-and-funny-movies.html' title='Scary books and funny movies.'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-8765961211628703170</id><published>2009-06-04T13:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:19:21.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Rats</title><content type='html'>Today I was walking out to go water the garden when I noticed the plants by the house wiggling.  I didn't investigate as I had little A with me and didn't really want to get chased down by a snake.  After picking two large cucumbers out of the garden we were bringing them inside when this big freaking rat showed up and stood staring at us on the front porch.  I swear he gave us the finger before slowly moving down the path and hiding in some leafy plants.  He looked a little mangled, his throat looked cut open and one of his front paws looked gimp.  I think he had a fight with the cat.  I haven't seen the cat since I let him out earlier, makes me wonder if this big freakin rat got him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I exaggerated, he didn't give us the finger, he just banged his two fists together at us (like Ross in Friends).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post the pictures I took of him (from the safety of the house) later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-8765961211628703170?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/8765961211628703170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=8765961211628703170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/8765961211628703170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/8765961211628703170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-rats.html' title='Oh Rats'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-3771907373417176714</id><published>2009-06-03T14:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:56:08.307-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where has the time gone?</title><content type='html'>My little girl is now 4... where did the time go?  I am so happy that I am at home now to enjoy this a lot more.  She is changing so fast and there is no way to hold on to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been doing crazy amounts of construction around the house, it is looking so nice.  The rats are not enjoying it as much as we have, they have declared war against us and have been waging nightly raids the likes of which I haven't seen since the baboon nazi's march across Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pests are embarrasing, probably shouldn't mention them but there is just not much else to talk about these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-3771907373417176714?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/3771907373417176714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=3771907373417176714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3771907373417176714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3771907373417176714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-has-time-gone.html' title='Where has the time gone?'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-319182922598722873</id><published>2009-05-05T10:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:54:20.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerdish</title><content type='html'>Sunday night Phil came over and we knocked out Rock Band.  84 songs in a row (over the span of 2 days).  It was oddly satisfying to finish it.  Bit peeved that we didn't get more than just a different looking icon though.  Oh well, at least we didn't get called Fags. (south park reference)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are gearing up for Little A's birthday party.  These things are expensive.  But worth it, it will be 2 hours of lotsa fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to make her birthday cake... or birthday cupcakes.  I got a cute little pan with butterflies on it that I need to start practicing with.  Gotta master the fine art of cupcake making.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-319182922598722873?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/319182922598722873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=319182922598722873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/319182922598722873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/319182922598722873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/05/nerdish.html' title='Nerdish'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-64019428693974424</id><published>2009-04-20T23:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:54:46.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have reached my limit</title><content type='html'>on being sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allergies, sinus infection, strep throat, it just never seems to stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-64019428693974424?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/64019428693974424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=64019428693974424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/64019428693974424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/64019428693974424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-reached-my-limit.html' title='I have reached my limit'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-7967180822277709777</id><published>2009-04-10T01:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T01:45:31.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I would</title><content type='html'>like to see Cuba and Egypt, not sure that it will happen in this lifetime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-7967180822277709777?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/7967180822277709777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=7967180822277709777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7967180822277709777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7967180822277709777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-would.html' title='I would'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-3742007201212484420</id><published>2009-04-06T19:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:41:53.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun facts</title><content type='html'>I just showed my father-in-law the current picture of Charles Manson, his response was "awe f-k it looks like me!".  I had not made that connection but after he said it now I can't stop making it.  Does that mean that hubby will someday look like Manson as well?  At least he doesn't have the swastika on his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer have flight benefits, I am officially confined to the traveling distance of a car, it is not a good feeling.  My passport expired at the first of March so I was already confined to this country, but now the cage has truly dropped on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our last trip to Vegas last weekend.  Took little A with us and showed her the sights.  Got stuck at the airport and had to spend the night there 1 last time.  It wasn't the best trip ever but it was the last one and it was sad.  I nearly cried at the Bellaggio showing little A the fountains... remembering the endless amount of coins I threw in that fountain wishing for a baby and then finally being able to show my baby the fountain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-3742007201212484420?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/3742007201212484420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=3742007201212484420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3742007201212484420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3742007201212484420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-facts.html' title='Fun facts'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-2736610241223917728</id><published>2009-03-05T11:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T11:12:22.145-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at the Baboons!</title><content type='html'>No wait don't look!!  R and I had the distinct honor of watching our 3 year olds see their first monkey lovin experience.  They didn't even notice anything unusual whilst R and I were horrified at the Baboons makin the nooky right in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another day at the zoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-2736610241223917728?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/2736610241223917728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=2736610241223917728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2736610241223917728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2736610241223917728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-little-bffs.html' title='Look at the Baboons!'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-6228188140703169146</id><published>2009-01-28T12:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T12:58:30.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>XMAS IN NYC</title><content type='html'>Nothing says Christmas festivities like Shrek?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SYCp7wywCDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/LBO9-SKc6_4/s1600-h/gillespie+ny+121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296420005962844210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SYCp7wywCDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/LBO9-SKc6_4/s320/gillespie+ny+121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent far too much time at Toys R Us on Times Square.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SYCp7tsrWRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/83iSsv9KWT8/s1600-h/gillespie+ny+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296420005132065042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SYCp7tsrWRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/83iSsv9KWT8/s320/gillespie+ny+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Umm, yeah it was cold! In-laws are fans of night at the museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SYCp7b49L_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/M9jq_7S1DUo/s1600-h/gillespie+ny+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296420000351727602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SYCp7b49L_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/M9jq_7S1DUo/s320/gillespie+ny+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little A was having a tantrum, so no Imagine picture for her!  She wanted to roll around in the yellow snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SYCp7Jqq6UI/AAAAAAAAAGU/qJ22no_lZQQ/s1600-h/gillespie+ny+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296419995459971394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SYCp7Jqq6UI/AAAAAAAAAGU/qJ22no_lZQQ/s320/gillespie+ny+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tavern on the green was AMAZING (and expensive!) our waiter knew we did not belong there and treated us as such.  Falala lala laa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SYCp6ibsTqI/AAAAAAAAAGM/GeagsGOTeZ8/s1600-h/gillespie+ny+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296419984928165538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SYCp6ibsTqI/AAAAAAAAAGM/GeagsGOTeZ8/s320/gillespie+ny+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-6228188140703169146?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/6228188140703169146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=6228188140703169146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/6228188140703169146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/6228188140703169146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/01/xmas-in-nyc.html' title='XMAS IN NYC'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SYCp7wywCDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/LBO9-SKc6_4/s72-c/gillespie+ny+121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-8973160992626801997</id><published>2009-01-28T12:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T12:43:32.332-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog break over</title><content type='html'>Didn't really mean to take a break, just been so darn busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent Christmas in New York, it was fantabulous!!  I would do it again in a New York minute!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent New Years eve at my parents celebrating Christmas, kind of weird celebrating a week late but totally worth New York!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove with my mom up to Kansas, suffered through staying at my aunts house as much as I could, flew home, flew back and went and stayed with Shanell and the kids.  Met her fiance, super nice guy.  Aubrey had a blast and is going through withdrawal from not having kids around.  Drove home on Monday through the ice storm in Oklahome, freakin crazy weather!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came down with a stomach virus, fever on Sunday, bad stomach since then.  I am looking forward to feeling like a human being at some point.  Niece is in the hospital with the flu, poor thing!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, what else is of interest?  My aunt lives with an illegal immigrant who is raising roosters for cock fighting in my grandpa's airplane hangar, he likes to sit out there and snort coke while poking his chickens.. I kid you not.  Hopefully she has seen the error of her ways and thrown him out, but loneliness makes people accept bad things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little A had a good visit with her big sister and little brother, she followed her sister around like a shadow, and griped about her brother doing the same haha!  Shanell's fiance has a daughter the same age as Little A's big sister so she had 2 to follow around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday we saw snow flurries, J got out the fire pit and space heater for the garage.  We roasted hot dogs and marshmallows out there in the cold, I think it was the best thing I have ever eaten!  I love that family so much.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little A is in the playhouse closet trying to fashion diapers for her babies, I am so glad that I am at home with her and am able to watch her daily changes, she is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think that is all I have to update.  Hubby finally joined facebook, maybe someday he will get around to reading this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-8973160992626801997?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/8973160992626801997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=8973160992626801997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/8973160992626801997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/8973160992626801997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-break-over.html' title='Blog break over'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-4509007809345262371</id><published>2008-12-17T10:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T11:01:35.674-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The day it snowed in Houston</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SUkwXXTeJvI/AAAAAAAAAGE/WVCDO_W66K8/s1600-h/Nancy2+187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SUkwXXTeJvI/AAAAAAAAAGE/WVCDO_W66K8/s320/Nancy2+187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280805216019425010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SUkwXMREbRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NgbOUSnFuWE/s1600-h/Nancy2+184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SUkwXMREbRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NgbOUSnFuWE/s320/Nancy2+184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280805213056560402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SUkwWdDegsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Lzka2fLtOok/s1600-h/Nancy2+182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SUkwWdDegsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Lzka2fLtOok/s320/Nancy2+182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280805200383083202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SUkwV0FNwAI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vv0kWaM94ew/s1600-h/Nancy2+181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SUkwV0FNwAI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vv0kWaM94ew/s320/Nancy2+181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280805189384519682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SUkwVVMaVrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/sz0f6THnexA/s1600-h/Nancy2+180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SUkwVVMaVrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/sz0f6THnexA/s320/Nancy2+180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280805181093205682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to get Hubby to pose for 1 good shot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-4509007809345262371?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/4509007809345262371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=4509007809345262371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4509007809345262371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4509007809345262371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-it-snowed-in-houston.html' title='The day it snowed in Houston'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SUkwXXTeJvI/AAAAAAAAAGE/WVCDO_W66K8/s72-c/Nancy2+187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-5537267454947833235</id><published>2008-11-24T19:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T19:20:58.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Once, twice, three times a fracture</title><content type='html'>On november 2nd I tripped on a pumpkin and crashed to the floor.  My foot still hurt so I went to the Dr. today.  3 fractures my friends.  I now have a lovely black boot on my foot and orders to stop walking so much for a couple of weeks.  Good times, good times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-5537267454947833235?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/5537267454947833235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=5537267454947833235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/5537267454947833235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/5537267454947833235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/11/once-twice-three-times-fracture.html' title='Once, twice, three times a fracture'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-2293076129509052901</id><published>2008-11-20T01:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:03:03.534-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little A's Bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SSULmKGO31I/AAAAAAAAAFM/EJJGqbNPu_E/s1600-h/Bike+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SSULmKGO31I/AAAAAAAAAFM/EJJGqbNPu_E/s320/Bike+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270631689080463186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SSULln5ejnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/KrlzJh9qUps/s1600-h/Bike+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SSULln5ejnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/KrlzJh9qUps/s320/Bike+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270631679900159602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SSULkypxitI/AAAAAAAAAE8/p9QZo-tSzGo/s1600-h/Bike+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SSULkypxitI/AAAAAAAAAE8/p9QZo-tSzGo/s320/Bike+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270631665607215826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SSULkoxpqPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/A9SMLk9g3OU/s1600-h/Bike+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SSULkoxpqPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/A9SMLk9g3OU/s320/Bike+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270631662955899122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She fell as I was taking the picture, but got up and rode again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-2293076129509052901?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/2293076129509052901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=2293076129509052901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2293076129509052901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2293076129509052901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-as-bike.html' title='Little A&apos;s Bike'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SSULmKGO31I/AAAAAAAAAFM/EJJGqbNPu_E/s72-c/Bike+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-3899188391565698825</id><published>2008-11-20T00:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:00:13.867-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonights meal</title><content type='html'>Tomotoe and mozzarella salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Marsala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesecake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a cooking extravaganza!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-3899188391565698825?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/3899188391565698825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=3899188391565698825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3899188391565698825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3899188391565698825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/11/tonights-meal.html' title='Tonights meal'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-4526310164030254060</id><published>2008-11-17T21:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:48:39.448-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Foodie week</title><content type='html'>I made up a menu for the week and bought all the groceries.  Tonight we had Tortellini with asparagus salad, Reuben sandwiches and Trifle.  I am stuffed!  Tomorrow is Ratatouille and Salmon.. mmmm.  These are all recipes I haven't tried before, I am having FUN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-4526310164030254060?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/4526310164030254060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=4526310164030254060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4526310164030254060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4526310164030254060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/11/foodie-week.html' title='Foodie week'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-5057944975277953164</id><published>2008-11-11T00:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T00:58:45.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubby's pictures of NY aka the dirtiest pretzel ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SRksUPY5-rI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zLzeZE43MXM/s1600-h/DSC00129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SRksUPY5-rI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zLzeZE43MXM/s320/DSC00129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267289965426506418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SRksUIp5ThI/AAAAAAAAAEk/DlfqrMwNf_c/s1600-h/DSC00120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SRksUIp5ThI/AAAAAAAAAEk/DlfqrMwNf_c/s320/DSC00120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267289963618717202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SRksTg7J1gI/AAAAAAAAAEc/u3oQHImiKRs/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SRksTg7J1gI/AAAAAAAAAEc/u3oQHImiKRs/s320/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267289952953685506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SRksTHNtjqI/AAAAAAAAAEU/u1OYi_NNjGU/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SRksTHNtjqI/AAAAAAAAAEU/u1OYi_NNjGU/s320/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267289946052202146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SRksS9_MydI/AAAAAAAAAEM/6UpteB0h6ds/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SRksS9_MydI/AAAAAAAAAEM/6UpteB0h6ds/s320/DSC00057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267289943575415250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-5057944975277953164?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/5057944975277953164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=5057944975277953164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/5057944975277953164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/5057944975277953164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/11/hubbys-pictures-of-ny.html' title='Hubby&apos;s pictures of NY aka the dirtiest pretzel ever'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SRksUPY5-rI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zLzeZE43MXM/s72-c/DSC00129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-5499860616580294355</id><published>2008-11-05T22:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:01:22.087-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No car sucks</title><content type='html'>We got to have 2 outings this week, that is right left the house 2 whole times.  I peed my pants a little.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday R got fed up and just came over and kidnapped us, took us to the park by force I tell ya!  It was the best day ever!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to have to get the car fixed, my spending splurges are going to spike on amazon just so I can have the company of the fed ex dude for 30 seconds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-5499860616580294355?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/5499860616580294355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=5499860616580294355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/5499860616580294355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/5499860616580294355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-car-sucks.html' title='No car sucks'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-4892836631193532195</id><published>2008-10-28T07:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T07:49:52.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Post New York</title><content type='html'>Pretty sure there was a tantrum going on here in Central Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SQcXzLPE6GI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9lmTIOeLeC0/s1600-h/New+York+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SQcXzLPE6GI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9lmTIOeLeC0/s320/New+York+069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262200857562507362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SQcXyj5lqCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/bI-ThC7YQlI/s1600-h/New+York+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SQcXyj5lqCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/bI-ThC7YQlI/s320/New+York+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262200847003396130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SQcXyNpYiAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ate_IZDLdBg/s1600-h/New+York+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SQcXyNpYiAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ate_IZDLdBg/s320/New+York+017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262200841029847042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SQcXx2NujTI/AAAAAAAAADs/OSu06P7Ht8s/s1600-h/New+York+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SQcXx2NujTI/AAAAAAAAADs/OSu06P7Ht8s/s320/New+York+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262200834739834162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided on New York Friday morning after Priceline gave us a good rate on a hotel.  Go Priceline!  We had a great time between tantrums, NYC did not quite cater to our little spoiled child as much as she would like.  She loved the taxi's, the toy stores, and the playgrounds.  She did not love top of the rock, hubby and I did though.  Our hotel was directly across the street from the WTC site, our room looked down into the construction.  It was horribly depressing.  We walked across Brooklyn Bridge and wandered around Brooklyn to buy a stroller.  THAT was an experience!  Little A was an angel on the flights both to and from.  Oh and Century 21 is my new favorite shopping spot.  I saw Maggie from Extras there, stalked her a bit.  My feet and legs are terribly sore from all that walking, no wonder everyone is skinny there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-4892836631193532195?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/4892836631193532195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=4892836631193532195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4892836631193532195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4892836631193532195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/10/post-new-york.html' title='Post New York'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SQcXzLPE6GI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9lmTIOeLeC0/s72-c/New+York+069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-8534782477106831931</id><published>2008-10-23T23:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T07:35:01.033-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bncvcccf'/><title type='text'>Travelling dilemma</title><content type='html'>Hubby has a couple of extra days off this weekend.  He wants to go to New York or Las Vegas.  All is good with that but I am the one that has to make all the plans and figure the shit out.  For instance, do you have to have a car seat to ride in a taxi in NY and LAX?  How much easier would it be to just get a decent stroller and leave the car seat at home, we could travel by bus and subway with no car seat.  Why drag the dullard along if he is only falling in the might be handy section.  I HATE dragging around carseats and we are not doing this enough to justify the 5 in 1 monster craption that is out ther.  Even doing this much thinking about it makes me want to just stay home and unload some more boxes.  Have a garage sale and call it a day.  We don't needs to see nuttin.  Not to mention when we get our stressed out asses to the place we are going then we have to pay an assload to sleep there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d&lt;br /&gt;Little A is insisting on typing whenver I type .. driving me a bit mad but herre is her contribution.&lt;br /&gt;ghgggggggghghgjccxdf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jmjkjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjn**********************************/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////   /dghghgfffhgtghyu980ppppjjjjjjkllllllllllllllllllllkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkklllllllklklkkk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-8534782477106831931?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/8534782477106831931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=8534782477106831931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/8534782477106831931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/8534782477106831931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/10/travelling-dilemma.html' title='Travelling dilemma'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-3424633744758598103</id><published>2008-10-23T00:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:16:06.941-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New layout ooopsies</title><content type='html'>I was inspired by the blogging royal family.. you know who you are.. to change my blogs layout.  I should have just left well enough alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours later I have gotten most of the pieces put back together from the explosion that occured in my poor blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my link of blogs that I follow, I have gotten a few back up but I am going to have to go on a seek and find mission tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am just a bad bloggerer.  I should stick to pen and paper!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-3424633744758598103?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/3424633744758598103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=3424633744758598103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3424633744758598103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3424633744758598103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-layout-ooopsies.html' title='New layout ooopsies'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-3492960827200448065</id><published>2008-10-22T08:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T08:42:39.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What day is it?</title><content type='html'>I ask this question a lot lately.  They all run together with no real schedule to rule the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put a calendar on the computer so I can stop asking everyone and getting that look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooked dinner last night, due to allergies my taste buds are not what they should be and it didn't tast right to me, everyone else either loved it or were being uber nice about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have to get this sinus thing sorted out, I think I am allergic to the cat and dog... so while we are living with the in laws I am going to be sneezing my balls off.  Not that I have any left to sneeze off anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, Charlie and Lola is growing a little less annoying as each episode goes by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-3492960827200448065?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/3492960827200448065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=3492960827200448065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3492960827200448065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3492960827200448065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-day-is-it.html' title='What day is it?'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-2054791034511970741</id><published>2008-10-20T02:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T02:27:58.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ren Fest 2008</title><content type='html'>Hubby, Little A, and I had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SPxA4jNJ-ZI/AAAAAAAAADE/GhOkMnQBTB8/s1600-h/Ren+Fest+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SPxA4jNJ-ZI/AAAAAAAAADE/GhOkMnQBTB8/s320/Ren+Fest+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259149805129169298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SPxA45hIDsI/AAAAAAAAADM/blyHs5qU1uY/s1600-h/Ren+Fest+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SPxA45hIDsI/AAAAAAAAADM/blyHs5qU1uY/s320/Ren+Fest+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259149811118509762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SPxA5fa2epI/AAAAAAAAADU/lGBKTK3vg9o/s1600-h/Ren+Fest+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SPxA5fa2epI/AAAAAAAAADU/lGBKTK3vg9o/s320/Ren+Fest+017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259149821292739218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SPxA5u99bMI/AAAAAAAAADc/597EmbfTuus/s1600-h/Ren+Fest+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SPxA5u99bMI/AAAAAAAAADc/597EmbfTuus/s320/Ren+Fest+025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259149825466526914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SPxA5z2uY-I/AAAAAAAAADk/ptn_YoeE7S0/s1600-h/Ren+Fest+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SPxA5z2uY-I/AAAAAAAAADk/ptn_YoeE7S0/s320/Ren+Fest+051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259149826778358754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-2054791034511970741?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/2054791034511970741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=2054791034511970741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2054791034511970741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2054791034511970741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/10/ren-fest-2008.html' title='Ren Fest 2008'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SPxA4jNJ-ZI/AAAAAAAAADE/GhOkMnQBTB8/s72-c/Ren+Fest+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-7298542243234862368</id><published>2008-10-17T12:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T12:37:36.307-06:00</updated><title type='text'>100 posts</title><content type='html'>Little A came home from the grandparents with an art project for us to do.  We had so much fun and her tiny little fingers were very handy in punching out eyes for the tiny skulls.  There is just something very not right with that last sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SPjbPmWyQ4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/9EamnkQ8ZHE/s1600-h/Aubrey+Halloween+project+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SPjbPmWyQ4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/9EamnkQ8ZHE/s320/Aubrey+Halloween+project+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258193625995690882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SPjbQVmlL8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/x2wDSgzXuTE/s1600-h/Aubrey+Halloween+project+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SPjbQVmlL8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/x2wDSgzXuTE/s320/Aubrey+Halloween+project+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258193638678409154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-7298542243234862368?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/7298542243234862368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=7298542243234862368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7298542243234862368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7298542243234862368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/10/100-posts.html' title='100 posts'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SPjbPmWyQ4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/9EamnkQ8ZHE/s72-c/Aubrey+Halloween+project+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-1490623310905892142</id><published>2008-10-17T09:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T09:22:57.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Allergies?</title><content type='html'>I don't think a day has gone by since Sept 12th that I have not spent the day sneezing.  It seems I am allergic to everything these days.  I have tried pills, snorting nasty medicine up my nose, antibiotics, all to no avail.  I think I am going to google voodoo and see if they offer any good remedies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to cut my hair.. run off to the salon and whack it all off.  This is the perfect moment as hubby is at work and Little A is with her grandparents.  But I can't seem to muster the energy to get out of my squishy new bed.  Maybe cable wasn't such a bright idea, I keep getting sucked into watching movies when I should be moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off to wrestle my procrastination demon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-1490623310905892142?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/1490623310905892142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=1490623310905892142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1490623310905892142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1490623310905892142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/10/allergies.html' title='Allergies?'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-7373798613401429573</id><published>2008-10-15T13:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T13:14:02.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneakin in</title><content type='html'>I had to sneak onto the internet.  They were supposed to install it yesterday but failed to accomplish their task.  Rescheduled to do it tomorrow so I am sneaking on today.  SHHHH don't tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been on a computer in 3 weeks.  I feel like a smoker sneaking a cigarette.  It's so good that I can't just have one, I want the whole pack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been asses to elbows in boxes and kleenex.  Unpacking, cleaning, sorting, and sneezing are how I have been spending my days.  Moved in with the in-laws temporarily until we figure out what is going to happen to hubby's job.  They are sweet and great to live with, it is an adjustment though.  I must say that having extra hands to watch Little A is awesome.  Having someone else around to entertain is a great joy... it takes a village I tell ya.  I think if it were just the two of us all day I would go bonkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, speaking of Little A my sneaking onto the internet must end.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncruel I heard you were in town, hope you had a good time and wish we could have seen ya!  Sub, glad you are having fun but all that afterglow is a little sickening. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-7373798613401429573?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/7373798613401429573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=7373798613401429573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7373798613401429573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7373798613401429573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/10/sneakin-in.html' title='Sneakin in'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-1958581231246293319</id><published>2008-09-27T21:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T21:15:31.368-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last hour</title><content type='html'>and I am officially retired.  I have been given assurances by people who make a lot more money than me that if I need a job I have one, I feel much better given the current state of unknowingness going on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if that is even a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-1958581231246293319?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/1958581231246293319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=1958581231246293319' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1958581231246293319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1958581231246293319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-hour.html' title='Last hour'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-4078430661066778511</id><published>2008-09-26T20:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T20:50:06.422-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not making any more plans</title><content type='html'>Every plan I make falls through, so I give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day to retirement and we find out that Chase bought WAMU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is already a Chase branch in hubby's parking lot next to WAMU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-4078430661066778511?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/4078430661066778511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=4078430661066778511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4078430661066778511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4078430661066778511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-making-any-more-plans.html' title='Not making any more plans'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-58384754103173172</id><published>2008-09-25T20:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T20:55:30.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All you need is love</title><content type='html'>2 days till I am unemployed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already homeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our 1 source of income works for WAMU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNxOgvwUJ_I/AAAAAAAAACs/vUQK6gpUVJU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNxOgvwUJ_I/AAAAAAAAACs/vUQK6gpUVJU/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250157590089050098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add sense is mocking me with their hurricane damage add.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-58384754103173172?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/58384754103173172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=58384754103173172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/58384754103173172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/58384754103173172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-you-need-is-love.html' title='All you need is love'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNxOgvwUJ_I/AAAAAAAAACs/vUQK6gpUVJU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-3223022410095780116</id><published>2008-09-24T22:27:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:40:11.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Working during the hurricane</title><content type='html'>Slowly but surely people are getting their power back and have shared their pictures of our work environment during the hurricane.  I was awake for 48 hours, no naps just lots of caffeine, and I worked a 25 hour shift.  We were delirious and slap happy to say the least (must also add annoyed, excited, hungry, cranky, and angry).. the seven dwarfs were all in attendance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNsTdld9xnI/AAAAAAAAACM/jFYQbSY_VVc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNsTdld9xnI/AAAAAAAAACM/jFYQbSY_VVc/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249811189625374322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus ride to the hotel after working 25 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNsTdy9SaaI/AAAAAAAAACU/TqC4bUfYkBQ/s1600-h/Westlin-office-Friday-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNsTdy9SaaI/AAAAAAAAACU/TqC4bUfYkBQ/s320/Westlin-office-Friday-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249811193246411170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close quarters, no personal space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNsUgc1vaAI/AAAAAAAAACc/vXyJ21BPxOs/s1600-h/Westlin-sheltered-area-Satu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNsUgc1vaAI/AAAAAAAAACc/vXyJ21BPxOs/s320/Westlin-sheltered-area-Satu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249812338360412162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where we watched the hurricane without getting wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNsV9CpkF-I/AAAAAAAAACk/g_3FZ9CKAYo/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNsV9CpkF-I/AAAAAAAAACk/g_3FZ9CKAYo/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249813929057851362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture isn't blurry, we were after the sleep deprivation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-3223022410095780116?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/3223022410095780116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=3223022410095780116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3223022410095780116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3223022410095780116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/09/working-during-hurricane.html' title='Working during the hurricane'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNsTdld9xnI/AAAAAAAAACM/jFYQbSY_VVc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-2147127898522911612</id><published>2008-09-20T19:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T19:37:23.277-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My house after Ike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNWlRBwn-pI/AAAAAAAAABk/AjvNO5PpHHg/s1600-h/ceilingfan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNWlRBwn-pI/AAAAAAAAABk/AjvNO5PpHHg/s320/ceilingfan.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248282652718922386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNWkQ62cWEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ksogsPuZZRU/s1600-h/masterceiling.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNWkQ62cWEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ksogsPuZZRU/s320/masterceiling.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248281551352649794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNWkRuztdRI/AAAAAAAAABE/qpuxipkWBQA/s1600-h/treeonroof.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNWkRuztdRI/AAAAAAAAABE/qpuxipkWBQA/s320/treeonroof.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248281565299832082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNWkRx6jbVI/AAAAAAAAABM/T6KzqxhyXbs/s1600-h/tarponroof.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNWkRx6jbVI/AAAAAAAAABM/T6KzqxhyXbs/s320/tarponroof.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248281566133841234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNWkSWcdX8I/AAAAAAAAABU/dWKjn2k1ib0/s1600-h/masterfloor3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNWkSWcdX8I/AAAAAAAAABU/dWKjn2k1ib0/s320/masterfloor3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248281575939727298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-2147127898522911612?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/2147127898522911612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=2147127898522911612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2147127898522911612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2147127898522911612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-house-after-ike.html' title='My house after Ike'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SNWlRBwn-pI/AAAAAAAAABk/AjvNO5PpHHg/s72-c/ceilingfan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-2713506614451410199</id><published>2008-09-19T16:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T19:44:39.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeless</title><content type='html'>Sub was kind enough to take us in.  He has power and we were able to finally do our laundry last night... SCORE!!  We are extremely grateful to have such kind friends and family to help us out during our homeless stint.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little A was crying last night that she wanted to go home, all I could do was hold her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 days of work left, yes even in the midst of Ike induced fatigue I am still counting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay safe, Stay dry, and for those without power I hope it comes on soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit....... alright, f-it it's my blog and I am tired of being nice, the ungrateful b**** emerges eventually.  Nice is running rampant in Houston and I think it has made me edgy.  2-3 other people in my office, besides myself, also have been unable to return home due to house damage.  We are having to sit here and hear stories about food grilling block parties, neighborhood get-togethers etc.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are whining and complaining about not having electricity, not being able to do this do that blah blah blah.  Personally I really wish that no electricity was my biggest issue right now.  I would happily trade with someone.  No, we did not get hurt, yes I am grateful for that... but I am still pissed about not being able to go home.  Annoyed that I have lost my VERY comfortable bed and have been put at the mercy of hotels and friends for a place to sleep, shower, and try to maintain a normal routine for my child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awe, the kids are driving you crazy b/c your babysitter (the tv) doesn't work right now??  Mine is crying in my arms that she wants to go home and I am tryin to muster a sympathetic face for the poor power outters.  GO READ A BOOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, rant over, smile back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scratch that, rant on.  I logged into FEMA's website to check the status of our claim that I made to try and get some assistance for our current homeless state... now keep in mind that I spoke with the insurance company (renters insurance) and they are not going to be out to assess the damage until next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denied-FEMA has determined that you have insurance on your home and FEMA cannot provide assistance where there is adequate insurance coverage.  Please provide a copy of your insurance settlement or denial letter in order to be considered for further assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASSCLOWNS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-2713506614451410199?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/2713506614451410199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=2713506614451410199' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2713506614451410199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2713506614451410199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/09/homeless.html' title='Homeless'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-2162184798617746604</id><published>2008-09-17T17:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T17:22:25.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>After Ike</title><content type='html'>It is a different city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No power, no street lights, you can actually see the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all fine, homeless but fine.  Had a tree go into the roof, which caused the house to flood.  My bedroom is currently covered in pink fluffy insulation.  Well its all wet and not really fluffy right now, still it looks like cotton candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storm itself was pretty amazing.  The bunker we were located at created a few good spots where we could go outside and watch.  We were in the same place that Fema, Harris county emergency Manag., and the Houston Chronicle were.  It was really pretty cool, exhausting but interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired, sore from hauling trees, stuffy with allergies, but thankful that our only loss is our stuff, our family is all safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-2162184798617746604?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/2162184798617746604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=2162184798617746604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2162184798617746604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2162184798617746604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/09/after-ike.html' title='After Ike'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-458336815344799952</id><published>2008-09-05T16:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T19:40:51.614-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Panic</title><content type='html'>I am excited about staying home but now I am starting to panic.  As my days draw to an end here the panic is rising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much am I really going to enjoy this?  Usually I am not one to shy from change but this realm of stay at home momhood is completely foreign to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I really going to do??  What motivation will there be to get dressed and face the day?  And seriously how do you entertain a 3 year old EVERY single day, day in and day out, all the days look like they are going to run together.  No more TGIF, it will be a perpetual Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am probably panicking over nothing, but I can't seem to quiet the nag in my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-458336815344799952?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/458336815344799952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=458336815344799952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/458336815344799952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/458336815344799952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/09/panic.html' title='Panic'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-2599276877583260615</id><published>2008-08-27T17:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T17:45:52.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What have I gotten myself into?</title><content type='html'>I thought that "retiring" from the airline would create such an abundance of time on my hands that I would go a bit crazy.  People have taken it upon themselves to assign me "tasks" to accomplish with all my time off.  Everything from packing, moving, selling, dog sitting, kid sitting, book clubs, mothers groups, craft fairs... you name it and someone is trying to get me to do it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I draw the line at the kid and dog sitting.  I don't mind helping someone in a bind, every blue moon or so.. but I am not... I repeat NOT...a child/animal dumping ground.  In fact I think I am going to get a bill board for the front yard that says that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little A wakes up every morning and asks if I am finished working yet.  Almost love, almost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-2599276877583260615?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/2599276877583260615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=2599276877583260615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2599276877583260615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2599276877583260615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-have-i-gotten-myself-into.html' title='What have I gotten myself into?'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-2041986320941353800</id><published>2008-08-23T21:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T21:53:28.458-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday blowout bash</title><content type='html'>I hear Little A had a ball at Austins party.  I hear jumping and swimming and lots of giggles were had.  I am sure that Little A is going to give me an earful when she wakes up in the morning about how much fun she had.  Wish I could have been there, I can't believe how fast our little rascals are growing.  Can't wait to see the pictures!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly looking forward to being home all the time and watching the day by day growth instead of catching glimpses in the mornings 4 days a week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more weeks at work...well, at the "paycheck" kind of work.  5 LONG weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-2041986320941353800?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/2041986320941353800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=2041986320941353800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2041986320941353800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2041986320941353800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/08/birthday-blowout-bash.html' title='Birthday blowout bash'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-1100397319016065298</id><published>2008-08-22T17:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:32:25.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamma Mia</title><content type='html'>Went and saw this on Sunday for hubby's birthday.  Little A thought it was great, she has been listening to the sound track with her Grandma for a while now.  I ended up buying the soundtrack too since she liked it so much.  Now as we are riding around she is in the backseat just singing along.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly one of the funniest things I have heard, she knows ALL of the songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am on the lookout for more musicals that we would both enjoy.  Suggestions welcomed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-1100397319016065298?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/1100397319016065298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=1100397319016065298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1100397319016065298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1100397319016065298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/08/mamma-mia.html' title='Mamma Mia'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-7797782286487466812</id><published>2008-08-20T15:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T15:17:01.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twighlight Series</title><content type='html'>Have you read the Stephanie Meyer series?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No?  Really, hmm maybe because your an adult and don't shop in the Teen section of the bookstore.  I bought the first one a few weeks ago at a used bookstore.  In my defense I didn't know it was a "Teen" series.  I was a bit shocked when I went to buy the second one and couldn't find it in the fiction section.  I had to wander around a bit and found it on the teen aisle.  I don't know why I was shocked given the content, the "g" rating of it... but the bestseller status of it threw me off.  Never see Christopher Pike on that list.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these books have become a guilty pleasure.  I keep finishing them in 1 or 2 sittings, a difficult feat with a toddler, husband, and more than full time job.  The size of the book is an illusion though, the type is large and the words fall in the 10 cent category so it really is a fast read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am torn between love and hate with these books.  I love the characters, the plot, and the flow of the story.  I hate the writing!  Seriously I do not need to be reminded every 5 pages that it is about a vampire, a werewolf, or a rehash of what happened in the last chapter.  Is the generation that it is geared to so brain damaged that it is assumed they will not retain information they have read?  I know part of it is so that someone not reading the series in order isn't completely in the dark, but every 5 pages is overkill!  Another thing, why are the vampires in high school?  I personally would go insane if I kept repeating high school, really not sure why the vampires would do that.  But really other than a couple of quirks I have really enjoyed the series.  I am on the last book now, and I hear they are making a movie of the first.  I doubt that they will do it justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let my rant put you off, I really do recommend the series.. go sneak into the teens section and do a grab and run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-7797782286487466812?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/7797782286487466812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=7797782286487466812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7797782286487466812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7797782286487466812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/08/twighlight-series.html' title='Twighlight Series'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-4465054417407539127</id><published>2008-08-09T16:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T17:45:25.894-06:00</updated><title type='text'>28 Days</title><content type='html'>I quit.. ok maybe not so much as quit as opted for early retirement.  I couldn't resist the severance package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scheduled to work for exactly 28 more days.. throw in weekends and it's really a lot longer.  They have given me a tentative end day of September 30th.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been peeking into the world of the stay at home mom as that is what I intend to do till Little A starts kindergarten.  It's exciting and scary at the same time.  It will be an interesting transition to say the least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-4465054417407539127?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/4465054417407539127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=4465054417407539127' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4465054417407539127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4465054417407539127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/08/28-days.html' title='28 Days'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-1518264435972777869</id><published>2008-07-26T00:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T00:12:23.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls night</title><content type='html'>Austin was faboo.  We did a whole lot of nothing and it couldn't have been more perfect.  We ate, laughed, talked, and had full blow relaxation.  R and I have been friends for going on 19 years now, yet we can still fill a solid 24 hours with great conversation.  I am truly blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, how soon is too soon to plot next years escape?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-1518264435972777869?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/1518264435972777869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=1518264435972777869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1518264435972777869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1518264435972777869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/07/girls-night.html' title='Girls night'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-4829975180562317355</id><published>2008-07-17T18:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:31:16.892-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If you ask the magic eight ball...</title><content type='html'>Will hubby buy groceries today?  "Better not tell you now"&lt;br /&gt;Will Austin be a blast? "Concentrate and ask again"&lt;br /&gt;Will Austin be a blast? "It is certain"&lt;br /&gt;Will I enjoy unemployment? "Outlook good"&lt;br /&gt;Will the Texans go to the Superbowl? "Reply hazy try again"&lt;br /&gt;Will the Texans go to the Superbowl? "Cannot predict now"&lt;br /&gt;Will I go crazy at home? "Yes Definately"&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever go to Vegas again? "Outlook good"&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever make it to New York City? "As I see it yes"&lt;br /&gt;Will we be moving soon? "Without a doubt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else have a question for the magic 8 ball?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-4829975180562317355?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/4829975180562317355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=4829975180562317355' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4829975180562317355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4829975180562317355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-you-ask-magic-eight-ball.html' title='If you ask the magic eight ball...'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-8855609073949016761</id><published>2008-07-12T16:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T16:40:55.468-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY</title><content type='html'>My blog has been a mess for a long time due to my inability at work to ever update it properly.  The stars are aligned today and I actually managed to fix it.  Happiness for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is a mess, the ship is sinking and there are not enough life boats.  I threw in my bid for one of the life boats, we shall see if I get one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little A has learned a new word.  Not one we wanted her to learn.  A couple of days ago I fell down on the front entry tiles, landed full weight on both knees, and in the moment of extreme pain I yelled a naughty word.  She has not incorporated it into her own use of the word, but if you ask her about the accident she will tell you Mommy said "Oh Sh**".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely, now I am going to have to brain wash that out of her head.  Any good soap recommendations for a 3 year olds brain?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-8855609073949016761?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/8855609073949016761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=8855609073949016761' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/8855609073949016761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/8855609073949016761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally.html' title='FINALLY'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-1752046514180295764</id><published>2008-07-10T21:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:28:25.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the toothless wonder</title><content type='html'>An employee called because she has a trip tomorrow, her front tooth fell out, and she doesn't know if she will be allowed to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consulted the manual and the magic 8 ball, nope, no guidance there for the toothless wonder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called out sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The email to her bosses was the greatest one I have written all week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-1752046514180295764?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/1752046514180295764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=1752046514180295764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1752046514180295764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1752046514180295764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/07/toothless-wonder.html' title='the toothless wonder'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-1197631716357886967</id><published>2008-07-03T19:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T19:45:30.887-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Book store and nonsense</title><content type='html'>So far working in a book store has topped my list of desirable jobs.  I haven't figured out an angle where working at one would cause undue stress, outside maybe the salary.  What do book store clerks make these days?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably not enough, I would end up having to work at 5 of them and balancing the schedules would drive me mad and cause enough stress that I would wish I had my old job back. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls weekend is rapidly approaching and while the bag isn't packed it is peaking out of my closet ready to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-1197631716357886967?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/1197631716357886967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=1197631716357886967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1197631716357886967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1197631716357886967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/07/book-store-and-nonsense.html' title='Book store and nonsense'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-2636361613465732015</id><published>2008-06-12T22:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:41:49.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Google game</title><content type='html'>Totally swiped from someone else.. type your name followed by the word on the list and find out what it says.  Boredom at its finest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather needs.. men now&lt;br /&gt;Heather looks like.. dired toothpaste in an old dead hillbillies mouth after 3 years&lt;br /&gt;Heather does.. her best thinking for her project outside in the safe confienes of nature&lt;br /&gt;Heather hates.. You&lt;br /&gt;Heather goes.. to hollywood&lt;br /&gt;Heather loves.. her penis&lt;br /&gt;Heather eats.. a goldfish&lt;br /&gt;Heather has.. two mommies&lt;br /&gt;Heather did.. not agree&lt;br /&gt;Heather will.. let you know it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-2636361613465732015?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/2636361613465732015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=2636361613465732015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2636361613465732015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2636361613465732015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/06/google-game.html' title='Google game'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-7455721169730858448</id><published>2008-06-06T18:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T18:28:55.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No need for words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s48.photobucket.com/albums/f203/Hgillespie/?action=view&amp;current=resize27.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f203/Hgillespie/resize27.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-7455721169730858448?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/7455721169730858448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=7455721169730858448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7455721169730858448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7455721169730858448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-need-for-words.html' title='No need for words'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-8591298549486158671</id><published>2008-06-04T19:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T19:33:35.298-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Teeth and Splashtown</title><content type='html'>The dentist finally managed to install the new bridge.  I must say the new chompers are nice, and I am beyond ecstatic to not have that temporary bridge in my mouth anymore!  Now I am going to go through the process of going back to see my old TMJD doctor.  After 119 days of hell I can finally start back on the road of fixing my jaw.  I will be going back to see the same Dr. that fixed it 9 years ago, hopefully he can work his magic again.  The best part?  I never have to go to that horrible dentist again!  I am on the lookout for a new one, so if anyone has a recommendation, anything is better than the pig owner from Snatch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that when you have a bridge you have to floss on top of it?  The dental assistant filled me in while giving me a general lecture on flossing and showing me how to do it.  Apparently if you don't food gets caught betweent the appliance and the gum and rots and stinks.  GROSSED ME OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little A called me a while ago to tell me about riding the "adult" slide at Splashtown.  Her daddy took her today and talked the attendant into letting her ride with him.  She was beside herself with excitement.  Yesterday I took her there and we spent then entire time in the lazy river, daddy has raised the bar on ride expectations today ...uggh I see a lot of ladder climbing in my future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-8591298549486158671?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/8591298549486158671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=8591298549486158671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/8591298549486158671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/8591298549486158671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/06/teeth-and-splashtown.html' title='Teeth and Splashtown'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-2987286779541270385</id><published>2008-05-24T17:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T17:45:18.754-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Extended vacations...</title><content type='html'>Are a wonderful thing!  My plans to return to work on Wednesday were foiled by the rents impromptu excursion to the Indy 500.  No babysitter= 3 extra days of vacation.  BONUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a truly grand vacation, friends from Canada, Philly, new friend from St Louis all came down for a romp.  And it was a grand romp, kid in tow and all.  Little A had a little too much fun and is insisting on an immediate trip to Canada.  She can even locate it on a map!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little A had her 3rd birthday, I got to say Terrible Two's have NOTHING on the Three's.  Good times, I say, good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls night out is in the planning stage, and honestly I cannot WAIT for the great escape!  The yearly girl trip has become a true highlight of my mothering existence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the dentist again last week, the permanent bridge did not fit right..AGAIN.  The temp bridge managed a whole week before it fell out, new all time high.  Currently I am having to take pain killers every 4 hours or the Charley Horse that has been squatting on my face starts to hurt more than I can bear.  Yes..charley horse.  You know that high pitched stinging pain you get when you calf muscle tweaks out and bunches up in a knot.  I have that pain on my face, specifically the right side on my jaw.  Fucking hurts... yes I cursed it's THAT bad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-2987286779541270385?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/2987286779541270385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=2987286779541270385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2987286779541270385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2987286779541270385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/05/extended-vacations.html' title='Extended vacations...'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-8619294876252708779</id><published>2008-05-10T00:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T00:25:15.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>I am starting my vacation this moment.. yes this MOMENT!  So Happy Mother's day to all and I will be back later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to play with the Canadian kids (as they have been so lovingly dubbed), the philly kid, R I will call you so we can play too!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*happy dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-8619294876252708779?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/8619294876252708779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=8619294876252708779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/8619294876252708779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/8619294876252708779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers Day'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-2960864244520591747</id><published>2008-05-08T14:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T15:30:40.285-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Business casual shorts?</title><content type='html'>Our office has a business casual policy, it's pretty casual as jeans are acceptable attire.  The question of Bermuda pants came up today.  For those unfamiliar think shorts that cover the knee, or capri's that come up high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the policy says no shorts.  Do Bermuda shorts count?  Or are they really Bermuda pants?  They are kind of the mini skirt of the capri world.  To me they are just long shorts, they push the envelope a bit in an office environment and I wouldn't wear them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't send someone home for wearing them, I just personally don't think they are appropriate for work.  To others they are acceptable wardrobe options for the office.. but I must point out that the V.P.'s don't wear them to work.. and you are supposed to dress for the job you want right?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW I am not talking about the ladies suits you can buy with that style pants, these are bright pink with a swirly black pattern on them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-2960864244520591747?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/2960864244520591747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=2960864244520591747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2960864244520591747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2960864244520591747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/05/business-casual-shorts.html' title='Business casual shorts?'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-2623067127747082964</id><published>2008-05-07T21:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T21:31:47.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much consumerism</title><content type='html'>The rents took their empty big screen box and made a house for Little A.  It's a very cool cardboard house so this weekend Little A and I painted it to look a bit more homely (beige walls, blue roof with painted on shingles), she added some throw rugs for her "floor", a small table and chair, we rolled her kitchen up to the side, pasted some "wallpaper" on and she has herself a full fledged house!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only problem is it's in MY house, which has become quite crowded with too many toys!  She has her own play room, bedroom, art room, and yet her toys are still overflowing into the dining room!  I have been boxing up old toys for the garage sale that I can't have in my neighborhood; yet I can't seem to downsize fast enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now her 3rd birthday is looming with the prospect of even MORE toys... we are going to have to rent the house next door to store all of our stuff!  Soon Hubby and I will be sleeping in the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course if you ask her Little A will tell you she needs more toys, in fact Mommy's sole purpose of working is to make more money to buy her shoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-2623067127747082964?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/2623067127747082964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=2623067127747082964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2623067127747082964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2623067127747082964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/05/too-much-consumerism.html' title='Too much consumerism'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-6576265477817997488</id><published>2008-05-01T14:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T14:02:55.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Call a taxi</title><content type='html'>Driving home last night I looked in my rearview and noticed someone tailgating me.  There was not much traffic on the road so it was really unnecesary and annoying.  He moved over into the right lane, drove a ways and then changed back into my lane to tailgate some more.  At this point I figured the guy was drunk but there was a car beside me so I couldn't ease out of his way.  He finally ended up going back into the right lane, I slowed up a bit so he would pass.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After passing me he swerved onto the shoulder of the freeway, got almost to the grass and then over corrected going past his lane and halfway into mine.  I kept slowing and putting distance between us.  He managed to stay in his own lane for about 30 seconds before he started drifting onto the shoulder again.  But this time as he went onto the shoulder we were going under an overpass and instead of going into the grass he slammed into the wall.  His SUV went up on two wheels after hitting the wall, he landed on all 4 and sped away.  At the point of impact he was going at least 70, a few seconds later and I couldn't see his tail lates so I can't even imagine how fast he was going.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I didn't call the police, I didn't get his license plate and he sped away so fast there was no point.  Hopefully he made it home safe and sound without harming anyone.  If so I am sure he got up today, saw his car, and is having to put out some cash to fix it.  Worst case scenario, someone else didn't make it home because of him.  It infuriates me that there is even a possibility of a worst case scenario.  If you drink don't drive, it is not rocket science.  The money he would have spent on a cab is far less than what he is going to spend fixing his car... and that is if it was a best case scenario.  The money he spent on a cab would be far less than the money he would spend in legal fees and so on if he hit someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a car totaled once because someone chose to drive drunk.  Hubby was sitting at a stop light when he got rear ended by someone going 60.  She could have called a cab or her husband but instead decided to drive and put my hubby in the hospital.  So not worth it, and you can't blame the young, she was in her 30's... the guy last night looked around the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-6576265477817997488?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/6576265477817997488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=6576265477817997488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/6576265477817997488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/6576265477817997488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/05/call-taxi.html' title='Call a taxi'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-1784840899636469076</id><published>2008-04-30T18:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T18:59:08.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I really do hate my dentist</title><content type='html'>Got tortured again by the evil, evil dentist.  After jerking around on my poor mouth they assertained that the permanent bridge was not going to work and smacked yet a 4th temp on my poor teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day Little A and I went and met Mud and her 2 kiddoodles for a play date.  The kids played together very well and loved the place we met at.  At one point Little A was chasing down "Austin" to teach him how to play ring around the rosie.  He was having none of it, just wait Little A, soon enough it will be the boys chasing you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went camping in Galveston this weekend.  Can't say we really roughed it as we did not cook anything, there were bathrooms and showers, and a pool, hot tub, and splash pad.  We slept on an air mattress, but we were outside and there were billions of love bugs.  I think that is about as rough as I can go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-1784840899636469076?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/1784840899636469076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=1784840899636469076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1784840899636469076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1784840899636469076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-really-do-hate-my-dentist.html' title='I really do hate my dentist'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-6811209724590851592</id><published>2008-04-23T13:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T13:36:02.165-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Houston, we have a problem</title><content type='html'>Little A and I were getting ready to go out to lunch yesterday, standing in the driveway she informed me that Little A had blown away and wasn't there anymore.  I asked her what her name was, she said "Houston Hallow".  I asked her where her parents where, she said they were at work.  They work for the same company that I do and that she was spending the day with me since they weren't home.  I asked if she went to the same school as Little A, she said no, she was in high school.  I got HH into Little A's carseat and as we were driving out of the neighborhood she pointed at a house and told me that was where she lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her personality didn't change through the day, she was still same old Little A, just calling herself a new name with a whole new backstory.  At one point during the day she told me her name was Charlie Chaplan.  Finally last night she wanted her blankie, I told her that was Aubrey's blankie.  She looked at me and told me she was Aubrey again and asked me if I missed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little A is very imaginative 2 year old, I told hubby that I was going to google Houston Hallow and if an obit showed up I was calling the Dr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-6811209724590851592?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/6811209724590851592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=6811209724590851592' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/6811209724590851592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/6811209724590851592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/04/houston-we-have-problem.html' title='Houston, we have a problem'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-3889308325314965510</id><published>2008-04-21T15:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T15:04:38.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1 day off</title><content type='html'>yep, 1 day off since last Monday.  Sucks.  Haven't seen Little A since Sunday morning. Sucks.  I have tomorrow off before going back to work Wednesday. Sucks.  Oh well, such is the life in the airline, price you pay for pass benefits.  Oh wait I haven't used those in forever.  Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah this week has sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note I have joined the Chessatwork.com cult.  Far too much fun to be had there.  Still dusting off the cobwebs, it's been a VERY long time since I have played but it's so much fun!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a long weekend coming up, maybe we can get out that camping gear?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-3889308325314965510?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/3889308325314965510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=3889308325314965510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3889308325314965510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3889308325314965510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/04/1-day-off.html' title='1 day off'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-7951280215304658107</id><published>2008-04-20T17:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T17:04:27.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays</title><content type='html'>Little A got to go to the baseball game with her daddy today...I got to go to work, so not fair!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-7951280215304658107?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/7951280215304658107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=7951280215304658107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7951280215304658107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7951280215304658107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/04/sundays.html' title='Sundays'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-2226027684905199431</id><published>2008-04-18T15:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T16:00:27.765-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain malfunction</title><content type='html'>I was in a training meeting on Monday and Tuesday and I swear that there was a guy there on Monday that wasn't there on Tuesday.  Sub swears he was never there.  I have gone retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beaten twice playing chess today.  I kicked over the internet board and threw a tantrum.  So much for being graceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a beautiful day and I want to go fly a kite, but alas I am stuck here in the office behind glass watching the beautiful day fade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-2226027684905199431?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/2226027684905199431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=2226027684905199431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2226027684905199431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2226027684905199431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/04/brain-malfunction.html' title='Brain malfunction'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-3699339810811747493</id><published>2008-04-17T21:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T21:30:50.898-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouchy arse</title><content type='html'>Last week while carrying Little A down the stairs I went kerplunk.  It was only the last 3 steps and I took the brunt of the fall on my left cheek, Little A sustained no harm.  As I sat on the floor at the bottom of the stairs assessing how bad the damage was she told me I needed new socks.. smart bugger.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Hubby, Little A, and I went out for pizza and games.  We discovered on Wednesdays the local pizza place turns on almost all of their games for free, including the bowling.  So I started a game of bowling on my own lane, and it automatically starts with 5 players.  So by myself I played for 5 people, after 10 frames each I noticed that the muscles around the left leg were a bit sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into work today and the combination of the majorly bruised left arse cheek along with overused muscles has created a painful, numb, weak leg.  I am gimping it around the office today.  It is almost the 1 year anniversary of the day I sprained my hip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously why do I fall down so much?  I am F-d when I get old!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-3699339810811747493?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/3699339810811747493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=3699339810811747493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3699339810811747493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/3699339810811747493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/04/ouchy-arse.html' title='Ouchy arse'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-7534663032594610322</id><published>2008-04-04T00:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T00:04:47.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fix it already</title><content type='html'>I am on my third temporary bridge.  I hate my dentist and he hates me.  He looks like the guy that owns the pigs from Snatch.  His assistant hates me more than he does, there is no other way to explain the horrors they are inflicting... horrors that I have paid for.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I have a dental recommendation for Hannah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-7534663032594610322?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/7534663032594610322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=7534663032594610322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7534663032594610322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/7534663032594610322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/04/fix-it-already.html' title='Fix it already'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-5168758621052190209</id><published>2008-03-07T00:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T00:02:22.611-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Craft show?</title><content type='html'>I have been making these mixed media collages for friends and family lately.  I have a blast doing them and they look awesome.  My mother mentioned that I should make a bunch and sell them, she suggested doing so at a craft fair.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason the first thought that popped in my head was a booth with a little old lady selling things that she crocheted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm, it's definately a consideration...we shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-5168758621052190209?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/5168758621052190209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=5168758621052190209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/5168758621052190209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/5168758621052190209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/03/craft-show.html' title='Craft show?'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-5409880218375647329</id><published>2008-02-23T22:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T22:16:16.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Work blows</title><content type='html'>Ready to go home.... tired of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-5409880218375647329?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/5409880218375647329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=5409880218375647329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/5409880218375647329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/5409880218375647329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/02/work-blows.html' title='Work blows'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-4257351853621795783</id><published>2008-02-21T00:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T00:44:44.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma</title><content type='html'>Someone that I worked with decided last Friday to leave her badge in her file and send an email to the director that she quit... I was here but she didn't have the courtesy to tell me what she was doing or put in a 2 weeks notice.  So Saturday we are trying to figure out why she no-showed b/c that email didn't go to everyone...we got it sorted and figured out she bailed on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday someone from another department called to let us know that they wanted to hire her in their department, it would have been a pay raise and a better schedule but since she burned her bridges....no new job for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is small, and Karma knows your name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-4257351853621795783?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/4257351853621795783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=4257351853621795783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4257351853621795783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4257351853621795783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/02/karma.html' title='Karma'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-6747091999057151741</id><published>2008-02-15T19:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T19:14:32.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>If you quit your job, and on your last day of work everyone brings lots of food to celebrate does it cross your mind that they might be happy your leaving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am happy, and the food is good... it took all my will power not to buy champagne glasses to celebrate the departure of the coworker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now just a few more select people..hmm maybe I should post their resumes on Monster?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-6747091999057151741?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/6747091999057151741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=6747091999057151741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/6747091999057151741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/6747091999057151741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/02/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-6406311939137652473</id><published>2008-02-02T18:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T18:06:13.135-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Friday</title><content type='html'>One of the best days of the year, the Friday before vacation... and after this hell week at work I need the break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Sub needs a break too since he is wanting to punch people in their VJJ's.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little A was cute as a button this morning insisting that it was time that I got up and had breakfast because it was light outside.  She is such an angel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope everyone has a great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, on the broken tooth.. 2 grand and 2 trips to the Dr should get it all replaced.  Pliers would be so much cheaper but the Dr has gas so that is a bonus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-6406311939137652473?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/6406311939137652473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=6406311939137652473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/6406311939137652473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/6406311939137652473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/02/vacation-friday.html' title='Vacation Friday'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-461278610484641029</id><published>2008-01-31T23:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T23:09:27.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I broke my F-n tooth</title><content type='html'>On the way home last night from work half my tooth fell off along with the filling.  Fillings are surprisingly heavy I discovered.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am left with a hole (the outside of the tooth is still there so no gap when I smile..yet).  I haven't had a hole in my mouth since I was a kid, it's surprisingly familiar though.  I know that I spent many a year sticking my tongue in the holes left by my baby teeth... funny thing to take you back to childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bit of a lisp from this hole, I don't think it is noticable but I can hear it when I am speaking.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if the tooth fairy pays off on partial tooth loss?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-461278610484641029?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/461278610484641029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=461278610484641029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/461278610484641029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/461278610484641029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-broke-my-f-n-tooth.html' title='I broke my F-n tooth'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-495708179949594963</id><published>2008-01-30T15:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T15:17:03.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot pink to copper</title><content type='html'>I am working on getting the hair to blonde, but between all of the weekends events there was no way to get to the hair place.. so yet again I dared to do my own.  Yes I am glutten for punishment.  Yesterday I tried out dark blonde, which seemed to lift out some of the pink and kind of tone down the hair.  Maybe if I keep dying it every week it will tone down to a more natural color....either that or my hair will fall out and I will just have to let my freak flag fly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-495708179949594963?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/495708179949594963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=495708179949594963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/495708179949594963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/495708179949594963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/01/hot-pink-to-copper.html' title='Hot pink to copper'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-4853103923092686690</id><published>2008-01-26T17:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T17:55:19.339-06:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>Pink hair creates a lot of amusement at funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having a funeral marathon, went to one on Friday and now we have a wake on Sunday and another funeral on Monday... bad week all round.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-4853103923092686690?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/4853103923092686690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=4853103923092686690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4853103923092686690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4853103923092686690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-1454305812951710097</id><published>2008-01-24T23:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T23:17:39.127-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad sad sad</title><content type='html'>Cancer is bad.. family and friends of family have passed or are passing this week and I am just sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hug the ones you love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-1454305812951710097?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/1454305812951710097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=1454305812951710097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1454305812951710097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1454305812951710097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/01/sad-sad-sad.html' title='Sad sad sad'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-5353862985231087844</id><published>2008-01-23T19:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T19:54:35.965-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I stayed home and pinked myself</title><content type='html'>I had a fight with Clairol and I lost…. First I turned my hair yellow/orange… it was a train wreck.  Then I tried using a dark red… I had two theories, either A I would have dark red hair and be rid of the horrible blonde accident, or B when you mix red and yellow you get brown which would just put me back at my normal hair color.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong on my theory and it turned a hot pink with orange highlights.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go to work like this today, everyone is having a grand old time at my expense.  I can do nothing but laugh with them because this is all my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story… don’t use 3 year old boxes of hair dye, pay a professional!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully after my scalp stops hurting I can get this fixed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... oddly enough the feedback from co-workers has been quite positive.  Apparently I work with a bunch of closet freaks and dirty old men.  Today I have been compared to Jean Gray, Strawberry shortcake, some Telemundo chick, the chick from Fifth element, Gwen Stefani... now if I only had their bodies too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s48.photobucket.com/albums/f203/Hgillespie/?action=view&amp;current=ATT13389849.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f203/Hgillespie/ATT13389849.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-5353862985231087844?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/5353862985231087844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=5353862985231087844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/5353862985231087844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/5353862985231087844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-stayed-home-and-pinked-myself.html' title='I stayed home and pinked myself'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-1922161044079109114</id><published>2008-01-20T00:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T00:18:14.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye fingers</title><content type='html'>Today Little A was soaking in the tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked up and said "This is relaxing mom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The she took her hands and slowly dipped them under the water and said bye bye fingers, as she raised them out of the water she said hello fingers... she did the same with her toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy her, to be able to lay in the tub and just relax and focus on how the water feels on your body.  I don't think I have done that since my trip to London last year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-1922161044079109114?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/1922161044079109114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=1922161044079109114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1922161044079109114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/1922161044079109114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/01/bye-bye-fingers.html' title='Bye bye fingers'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-627175061108251440</id><published>2008-01-19T00:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T00:13:53.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Burnt tongue</title><content type='html'>Still coughing, sneezing, blowing, croaking.. and I am VERY thirsty.  I made myself a cup of hot chocolate today and managed to burn the holy hell out of my tongue.  Now it is raw and sore, just fabulous I tell ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-627175061108251440?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/627175061108251440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=627175061108251440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/627175061108251440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/627175061108251440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/01/holy-burnt-tongue.html' title='Holy Burnt tongue'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-104684827636822974</id><published>2008-01-17T16:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T16:36:28.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So Cool</title><content type='html'>To wake up in the morning with 2 crusty red eyes.  Oh yeah baby Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me... I can give her pink eye for ya!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I picked it up at Little A's Dr's office.  This is the second time in about a year, ridiculous I tell ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-104684827636822974?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/104684827636822974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=104684827636822974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/104684827636822974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/104684827636822974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-cool.html' title='So Cool'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-8076261749919390144</id><published>2008-01-16T20:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T20:07:16.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>yuck</title><content type='html'>Little A got her first ear infection this week.  And her first case of strep throat.  I would rather her not experience these firsts but at least she is old enough to tell me what hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend she declared that she was a "guy" and walked up to me, shook my hand and said "nice to meet you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause that is what guys do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-8076261749919390144?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/8076261749919390144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=8076261749919390144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/8076261749919390144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/8076261749919390144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/01/yuck.html' title='yuck'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-4514687657805629289</id><published>2008-01-12T21:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:55:51.179-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Swag is fun</title><content type='html'>I got to give out a bunch of freebie stuff today, pens and junk with our company name on it.  Always fun times to give away junk.. I always wonder what happens to it, more stuff to clutter up peoples houses and get thrown away in 6 weeks when spring cleaning occurs.  Oh well, made for a fun night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-4514687657805629289?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/4514687657805629289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=4514687657805629289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4514687657805629289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/4514687657805629289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/01/swag-is-fun.html' title='Swag is fun'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-2095050001106053842</id><published>2008-01-11T21:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T22:11:34.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another lovely day</title><content type='html'>work work work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to see Little J today, after he left everyone commented on how polite he was.. of course he is (I am thinking in my head), he doesn't want his head shaved!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Loves Disco is tomorrow, we can't make this one but plan on making the one in February... I wish we could go tomorrow though, it really looks like fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blog is pretty boring these days, just not in the mood to formulate thoughts for the masses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-2095050001106053842?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/2095050001106053842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=2095050001106053842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2095050001106053842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/2095050001106053842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-lovely-day.html' title='Another lovely day'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-8701083223785465691</id><published>2008-01-10T19:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:26:43.342-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Drowning</title><content type='html'>I am drowning internally.. I hate being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby scheduled his shoulder surgery during my vacation.  Hopefully that will fix the glitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to say, time to go cough some more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-8701083223785465691?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/8701083223785465691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=8701083223785465691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/8701083223785465691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/8701083223785465691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/01/drowning.html' title='Drowning'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-963790806891385820</id><published>2008-01-09T17:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T18:06:21.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Get out of my nose!</title><content type='html'>The hamster that was scratching up my nasal cavity has left the building... I am just dealing with the left over mess he left in my face... argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the dreaded sinus infection that is making the rounds, Yuck Yuck and double Yuck I must say.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far Little A has dodged the bullet, but today she has a runny nose, so we must watch and see if it is bacteria multiplying in her sinus cavity or if it's just a reaction to the fact that the weather can't make up it's mind.  2 days ago I was running the A/C, yesterday the heater, it really is ridiculous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-963790806891385820?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/963790806891385820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=963790806891385820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/963790806891385820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/963790806891385820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/01/get-out-of-my-nose.html' title='Get out of my nose!'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33218657.post-218939991731049425</id><published>2008-01-03T18:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T18:54:24.411-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NOOO</title><content type='html'>My throat hurts, my head is stuffy... I think I have gotten the dreaded illness that I almost managed to dodge.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch Bastards with their germs, no sharing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33218657-218939991731049425?l=hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/feeds/218939991731049425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33218657&amp;postID=218939991731049425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/218939991731049425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33218657/posts/default/218939991731049425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotflashinmomma.blogspot.com/2008/01/nooo.html' title='NOOO'/><author><name>Hot Flashin' Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16416666574265752573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GWXTDchjcBE/SHkxbYWKMAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mQvAXHleghU/S220/h3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
