<?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-8625053499955395545</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:12:29.871-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE FLYING T-BONE BADGER ATTACK</title><subtitle type='html'>Two Wee Jedis, Crazy Mama &amp;amp; Grumpy Daddy; A Love Story.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-4348340275749610590</id><published>2010-12-29T16:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T16:12:25.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; 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font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Littlest kid loves to vacuum. &amp;nbsp;I sprinkle baking soda on couch and give him the vacuum attachment, his job is to get all the white stuff up (we've done this plenty of times without incident). &amp;nbsp;Turn on stereo and leave the room. &amp;nbsp;(Forgetting to take huge economy bag of baking soda with me. &amp;nbsp;Come back in the room to The Roots, playing much more loudly than when I left, a "smoke" filled room, a pile of baking soda and kids cackling like little o.g.s while using the vacuum to blow it all into the air and over each other. &amp;nbsp;It's a good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-503904267655900936?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/503904267655900936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/08/hilarious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/503904267655900936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/503904267655900936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/08/hilarious.html' title='Hilarious'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-7897760693027434926</id><published>2010-08-04T11:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T11:44:55.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping it in Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Approximately an hour prior to this conversation we discussed, loudly, that he didn't need to watch a movie just because it was raining. &amp;nbsp;I had meant &amp;nbsp;(at that time, several weeks ago) &amp;nbsp;it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; to have movie days when it raining outside and too wet to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;I'm not mad right now, I just need you to clean it up. &amp;nbsp;Leaving the water all over the kitchen and hiding is the problem. &amp;nbsp;One of us could really have hurt ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A: Okay Mama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;You need a lot of towels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A: I can't find any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;Here are some from the bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You need to do the whole floor please. &amp;nbsp;Don't forget over here on the other side of the stove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A: Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;Augustus, the problem here is that when I came through the kitchen I was walking very quickly. &amp;nbsp;I fell &amp;amp; I could have hurt my leg or foot really badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A: mmmmmhhhhmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;Augustus look at me. &amp;nbsp;If your or my foot was hurt really bad, we couldn't walk on it and we'd have to do things all day that were sitting down. &amp;nbsp;No dog walks, no tag, no park, no trampoline, no bowling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Augie: Ohhh .... for a bit of a long time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: Yip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A: I bet I'd get to watch me some tv then, sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The last part was said with a touch of Clay Davis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-7897760693027434926?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7897760693027434926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/08/keeping-it-in-perspective.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/7897760693027434926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/7897760693027434926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/08/keeping-it-in-perspective.html' title='Keeping it in Perspective'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-2705983029060271447</id><published>2010-07-31T21:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T21:40:49.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style='clear: both; 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J. Jacobs</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;My favorite sentence I've read this week. "I am officially Jewish, but I'm Jewish in the same way the Olive Garden is an Italian restaurant." So been there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-1198903721266169007?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/1198903721266169007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/07/j-jacobs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/1198903721266169007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/1198903721266169007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/07/j-jacobs.html' title='A. J. 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gave you bubble gum and put chocolate in your trail mix.&lt;br /&gt;-You made me miss my cycling class this morning.&lt;br /&gt;-You aren't appreciative when I DO find your things for you.&lt;br /&gt;-You already said that you were using it as a spaceship this morning.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;-I pushed for three of my twelve hours."&lt;br /&gt;Sheet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-6027634028285041040?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6027634028285041040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/06/force-has-been-misplaced.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-8827945100558068178</id><published>2010-05-21T17:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T17:36:30.098-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Tripping to the Hard Bargain Farm</title><content type='html'>Okay, I count myself as so very lucky to have been able to attend almost every one of Jackson's field trips this year.  It was so cute when they assigned me my group to watch and J got a touch pissy when I held another kid's hand too long and beam pride when someone said I was 'so cool'.  The novelty has worn off and the honeymoon of stay-at-home-mom land is over.  He asked me "not to talk quite so much [to him] if you don't mind" and "I can't sit next to Brody on the bus because I have to take care of you" and "Mama, since when is it funny to pretend you got stuck in the cow gate and turned into a hamburger" and "Ha ha Mom, I hope no one's mother actually died under a falling tree because you're gonna feel pretty dumb."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-8827945100558068178?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8827945100558068178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/05/field-tripping-to-hard-bargain-farm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/8827945100558068178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/8827945100558068178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/05/field-tripping-to-hard-bargain-farm.html' title='Field Tripping to the Hard Bargain Farm'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-6993604402641532400</id><published>2010-04-01T09:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:29:23.401-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't really mean HATE hate but</title><content type='html'>I hate April Fools media pranks. It was all well and good when WHFS started playing classical and announced a format change as an April Fools joke but it has gone completely overboard. It has taken me 15 minutes to figure out what the hell is really happening. I haven't had coffee yet because I don't know what's real anymore for the love of God. Is it really going to be 76 and sunny? That being said this one was pretty rad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wunderground.com/blog/JeffMasters/comment.html?"&gt;http://www.wunderground.com/blog/JeffMasters/comment.html?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-6993604402641532400?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6993604402641532400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-really-mean-hate-hate-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/6993604402641532400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/6993604402641532400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-really-mean-hate-hate-but.html' title='I don&apos;t really mean HATE hate but'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-8631343186287500793</id><published>2010-03-29T20:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T11:05:11.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Craftastrophe</title><content type='html'>Enjoy a stroll through this rad website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://craftastrophe.net/"&gt;http://craftastrophe.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-8631343186287500793?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8631343186287500793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/03/craftastrophe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/8631343186287500793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/8631343186287500793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/03/craftastrophe.html' title='Craftastrophe'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-8731091809586076099</id><published>2010-03-29T20:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T20:24:59.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedtime Stories</title><content type='html'>I'm listening to Patrick read bedtime stories to my first born child.  I wonder if Jackson realizes that if he corrects Patrick one more time as to how to pronounce metachlorine he will be sleeping on the dark side and he will have a Jedi foot up his ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-8731091809586076099?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8731091809586076099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/03/bedtime-stories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/8731091809586076099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/8731091809586076099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/03/bedtime-stories.html' title='Bedtime Stories'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-4976358490079522221</id><published>2010-03-28T22:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T22:19:02.352-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama Queen</title><content type='html'>Me: "Didn't I tell you? Shannon's having a girl!" My 6 year old: "At least someone is giving me what I ask for. From you I just got him." (Dirty look thrown across the room towards little brother.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson:  "Mama, I think everyone should be a chicken for a day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office at St. Phillips Church:  "Jackson's stomach is really upset and he's having sharp pains.  Can you pick him up early from CCD?"&lt;br /&gt;Jackson walks in the door:  "Whew, it's a good thing that didn't last too long right Mama?  You want to play baseball in the yard or should I ask Dad?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady in the thrift store:  "You're really smart Jax you must be the smartest kid in your class."  Jackson:  "Not really, we're pretty much all really smart."  Lady:  "That's a really good answer."  Jackson:  "Would be kind of stupid to say it any other way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Augie: "Can I sleep in Jackson's room?"  Jackson: "Are you going to answer him Mama?"  Me: "Well it's up to you baby, it's your room.   It's Spring Break and there's no school tomorrow so I'm not really enforcing many rules tonight."  Jackson:  "I don't have school tomorrow and Mom said no rules Dad so why can't I play my DS?  Patrick:  "Well, if Mom says it's OK, I guess."  Jackson (clutching his Dad's waist in a full body embrace):  "Dad, you're the best Dad ever and I love you so much."  Patrick: "Jackson it was really your Mom."  Jackson (still hugging Patrick tightly):  "Yeah OK thanks I guess Ma."  &lt;br /&gt;I am donkey piss and he is a drama queen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-4976358490079522221?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4976358490079522221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/03/drama-queen.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/4976358490079522221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/4976358490079522221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/03/drama-queen.html' title='Drama Queen'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-8206653052579450217</id><published>2010-03-23T09:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T09:24:10.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think my 2 year old may be out to get me.</title><content type='html'>This morning I got out the dog's happy pills, noticed I only had three left.  Gave him his pill but left the bottle out to refill the prescription.  Went into the office to look up vet's number and came back to find an open bottle and no pills ande Augie sitting quietly on his chair looking at me all crazy like.  Where did you put the medicine Augie?  (Who is really good about not taking any medicine since eating charcoal in the ER a year ago.)  He slowly pointed to my coffee, which had been dosed with two 85 lb poodle doses of paxal.  Have you seen family guy?  Is it my imagination?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-8206653052579450217?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8206653052579450217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-think-my-2-year-old-may-be-out-to-get.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/8206653052579450217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/8206653052579450217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-think-my-2-year-old-may-be-out-to-get.html' title='I think my 2 year old may be out to get me.'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-1977634473723273317</id><published>2010-03-22T19:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:36:33.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Reasons to Freeze Out Those Closest to You</title><content type='html'>In parents' defense, if you are distant, overly susceptible to criticism, your feelings are easily hurt and unapproachable, your kids will never:&lt;br /&gt;1. tell you who really drew on the wall&lt;br /&gt;2. tell you that you're fat&lt;br /&gt;3. question everything you ever say from breakfast to bedtime&lt;br /&gt;4. ask why their penis gets big in the morning&lt;br /&gt;5. want to include you in the operation on the dog&lt;br /&gt;6. tell you your cooking is "sub-par"&lt;br /&gt;7. ask how John Lennon died&lt;br /&gt;8. scream climax in the middle of Trader Joes&lt;br /&gt;9. ask what kind of priest Al Green is&lt;br /&gt;10. ask if he's a doozer or a fraggle&lt;br /&gt;Life does sound a bit easier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-1977634473723273317?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/1977634473723273317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/03/now-that-im-parent-theres-room-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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fucking snow</title><content type='html'>There is not enough hot chocolate in the world for me to be ok with this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-4969872710088642404?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4969872710088642404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-heard-forecast-for-fucking-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/4969872710088642404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/4969872710088642404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-heard-forecast-for-fucking-snow.html' title='Just heard a forecast for fucking snow'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-7465155641389879033</id><published>2010-02-24T10:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T10:53:38.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Being a Mom is the Best Thing Ever</title><content type='html'>Jackson: "Hey Mom guess what I did today!  You know how I'm so fast and I do things really fast like faster than anybody else but I usually do it wrong?  Well you may not have noticed, but I do.  I made a chart really fast and got it all right!  No backwards numbers or anything, I can't wait for you to see it."  Me:  Melt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-7465155641389879033?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7465155641389879033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-being-mom-is-best-thing-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/7465155641389879033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/7465155641389879033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-being-mom-is-best-thing-ever.html' title='Why Being a Mom is the Best Thing Ever'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-7762393602006659124</id><published>2010-01-06T21:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:27:20.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Kings Day and I'm 35</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Once a year we celebrate with stupid hats and plastic plates, the fact that you were able to make another trip around the sun, and the whole clan gathers round, and gifts and laughter do abound, and we let out a joyful sound and sing that stupid song.  Happy birthday now you're one year older.  Happy birthday your life still isn't over.  Happy birthday you did not accomplish much but you didn't die this year I guess that's good enough.  So let's drink to your fading health and hope you don't remind yourself the chance of finding fame and wealth decrease with every year.&lt;/blockquote&gt;The Arrogant Worms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to get blah as my birthday approached.  I thought of what I hadn't contributed or the number of people who weren't affected by me.  Once I had amazing kids I knew I'd given something back and getting old wasn't anything, This year, though, I keep seeing my Grandma's hands and lines around my mouth, my Mom's double chin, I can't lose weight by kicking the beer for a month and the arthritis feels like bruising in my joints because I live in the cold uptight beltway badlands.  The day has come and gone and with the clarity it brought I see that I finally have my Grandma's weathered hands! &amp;nbsp;The cotton picking, telephone switching, pea shelling, corn shucking, sock darning, shirt starching, shrimp deveining, back rubbing, knee patting hands that knew so much. I can't wait to see what I get next year. Happy birthday to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-7762393602006659124?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7762393602006659124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-kings-day-and-im-35.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/7762393602006659124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/7762393602006659124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-kings-day-and-im-35.html' title='It&apos;s Kings Day and I&apos;m 35'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-1300753160665171803</id><published>2009-12-18T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T22:45:07.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School Pictures are Here!!</title><content type='html'>Well it seems like only yesterday that I gave birth to my first born son and spent all night smelling his breath while listening to revelry outside my Touro window.  And now in just a blink of an eye I'm receiving the first of 12 awkward pictures that make a stunning little boy look pained, weird and dosed.  Thank you Lifetouch school picture people for pulling it off like a band-aid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-1300753160665171803?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/1300753160665171803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/12/school-pictures-are-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/1300753160665171803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/1300753160665171803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/12/school-pictures-are-here.html' title='School Pictures are Here!!'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-7488468231720184655</id><published>2009-12-04T19:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:38:55.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shit on Shit</title><content type='html'>"You wanna hear something cool mom?" I should automatically say no to this. "I was sitting on the toilet and I didn't know I had a piece of poo left in my bottom and I sneezed and it flew out! &amp;nbsp;It really flew there was a splash and everything!"&lt;br /&gt;Pride.&lt;br /&gt;On a similar note, have any of you managed to teach your child to wipe his bottom thoroughly?  If so, I'd like to get a piece of that non skid mark parenting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-7488468231720184655?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7488468231720184655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/12/shit-on-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/7488468231720184655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/7488468231720184655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/12/shit-on-shit.html' title='The Shit on Shit'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-8016512241468265344</id><published>2009-11-25T09:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T09:01:00.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, there you go</title><content type='html'>Now, if I can only perfect the art of non-perfect parenting.&lt;br /&gt;http://blogs.babble.com/strollerderby/2009/11/23/parents-time-to-land-the-helicopters/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.babble.com/strollerderby/2009/11/23/parents-time-to-land-the-helicopters/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-8016512241468265344?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8016512241468265344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-there-you-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/8016512241468265344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/8016512241468265344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-there-you-go.html' title='Well, there you go'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-7038809859130198136</id><published>2009-11-21T08:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T08:39:38.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He says the funniest shit and I write it down.</title><content type='html'>"My brain is the big boss and he is telling me I need to watch tv and that it will not make him mushy."  - Jackson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-7038809859130198136?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7038809859130198136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-says-funniest-shit-and-i-write-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/7038809859130198136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/7038809859130198136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-says-funniest-shit-and-i-write-it.html' title='He says the funniest shit and I write it down.'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-4383401749927779749</id><published>2009-11-20T17:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:19:49.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quick JE</title><content type='html'>Jackie boy, here's your snack, give me five minutes to finish what I'm doing and when your done with your snack I want to hear about outdoor classroom today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is this the only kind of yogurt I can have?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, can you give me 5 minutes of quiet time so that I can finish writing?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sure, when you're done can you make me a paper airplane?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course my heart, just give me a second to wrap this up.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Okay&lt;/i&gt; [STOP]&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;did you use my treasure map today because it's on the stairs?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No baby, you had it there this morning when you and your brother were playing . . . give me a second.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You know I think I need to make two airplanes actually so that you can fly one and I can fly one when you're done. . . .&lt;/i&gt;[no answer]&lt;i&gt; . . .Mom let me just show you one thing, Mom, can you hear me?&amp;nbsp; Mama.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Jackson&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, please.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sorry mama.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; [STOP] &lt;i&gt;Can I have something else to eat?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go get an apple.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Disappears into the kitchen for 8 - 12 seconds]&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;What kind of apples are these?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macintosh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm going to the bathroom.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Jackson&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I thought you were going to get strawberry apples this time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash your hands with soap &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Jackson&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What kind of apples are these?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macintosh &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Jackson&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Go rinse it under the faucet before you eat it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; don't want to.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Evil Mama look]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Okay.&amp;nbsp; Are you going to make me a paper airplane?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I, Mama, give my first born child the finger behind his back as he walks into the kitchen to get the construction paper.]&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Are you hearing me Mama?&amp;nbsp; MAMA.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[Napping baby from other room] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;. . Mama?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-4383401749927779749?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4383401749927779749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/outside-of-my-comfort-zone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/4383401749927779749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/4383401749927779749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/outside-of-my-comfort-zone.html' title='A Quick JE'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-39072336179007313</id><published>2009-11-17T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T20:33:49.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tentative Theoretical Rough Draft Christmas List</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;"Mama, I want a phone that makes pudding and you can eat it whenever you want to. It would have an antenna that could shoot candy out and . . . . I mean you could eat it whenever your Mom says it's ok. You think a man like Santa could hook that up? I want a light saver that turns every color like blue, green, red, purple and orange.&amp;nbsp; I want a mummy that's a rock star.&amp;nbsp; I want a airplane that can take me to Africa and I want a camel."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;My plan was to open the lines of Christmas communication and start the whole 'hey, how cool it would be for the big man to deliver a wii', thing.&amp;nbsp; Instead I got a couple chuckles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-39072336179007313?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/39072336179007313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/tentative-theoretical-rough-draft.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/39072336179007313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/39072336179007313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/tentative-theoretical-rough-draft.html' title='A Tentative Theoretical Rough Draft Christmas List'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-4917622697140930502</id><published>2009-11-16T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T13:59:33.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Doubting Bitch</title><content type='html'>Please just go ahead and scroll past this post right now.&amp;nbsp; Because I plan to whine, and not even eloquently.&amp;nbsp; So I want to be able to break dance.&amp;nbsp; I want to not be addicted to Google Reader.&amp;nbsp; I want to not miss being a smoker.&amp;nbsp; I want blond cork-screw curls.&amp;nbsp; I want to be comfortable sharing with the pick a little talk a little women, that I am surrounding myself with all of a fucking sudden, that I don't care if they think I'm a good parent, neighbor, wife, reader, movie-goer or person.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and I'd like to mean it.&amp;nbsp; I want&amp;nbsp; to have had a great childhood and some vague example of what I'd like to be to my boys.&amp;nbsp; I want to have known a smidge about myself before my 25th birthday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I want to not be in constant competition with my mother.&amp;nbsp; I want a hard body.&amp;nbsp; I want to save my kids from the intensive life that I fear Northern Virginia could have planned for them.&amp;nbsp; I want to say over-crowded; caged; never see the light of day; nailed to the spot; like a Norwegian Blue only not quite dead instead of intensive.&amp;nbsp; Wow, am I really that much of a smug morally superior bully?&amp;nbsp; Bully, yes.&amp;nbsp; Smug and morally superior, I am today.&amp;nbsp; I'm lovely, I should be medicated.&amp;nbsp; Well, medicated better.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-4917622697140930502?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4917622697140930502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/self-doubting-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/4917622697140930502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/4917622697140930502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/self-doubting-bitch.html' title='Self Doubting Bitch'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-6333867965619900026</id><published>2009-11-09T21:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:11:13.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Shannon, Colin Meloy, Dr. Horrible and Tina Fey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight I will commence rambling regarding random ridiculous information that has given me pleasure recently.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So how great was Micheal Shannon in Revolutionary Road?&amp;nbsp; Right.&amp;nbsp; Look where he's turning up next. &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/independent/badlieutenantportofcallneworleans/"&gt;Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Maybe his awesome will be enough to counteract the fact that Nicholas Cage is in it.&amp;nbsp; We'll see.&amp;nbsp; He's also doing something called &lt;i&gt;My Son, My Son&lt;/i&gt; with David Lynch and William Defoe though.&amp;nbsp; Promising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How awesome are mustaches?&amp;nbsp; I don't have an overwhelming desire for Patrick to have one more than Mardi Gras and Halloween and yet I am still fascinated from a distance and dude, tell me Patrick doesn't ROCK the mustache when he needs to.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvjHz-KJcyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/QviFcFIvDWI/s1600-h/n1642283492_133330_2497664.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvjHz-KJcyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/QviFcFIvDWI/s400/n1642283492_133330_2497664.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abebooks.com/blog/index.php/2009/11/05/10-literary-moustaches-for-movember/"&gt;10 Literary Moustaches for Movember&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Genius.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Colin Meloy from the Decemberists wrote a children's book.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/articles/2009/10/colin-meloy-and-carson-ellis-have-written-a-childr.html"&gt;Colin Meloy and Carson Ellis Have Written a Children's Book&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There's going to be a Dr. Horrible comic.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://splashpage.mtv.com/2009/11/05/exclusive-zack-whedon-reveals-dr-horribles-origin-in-new-comic%E2%80%94heres-your-first-look/"&gt;The Origin of Dr. Horrible&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . . and finally, I LOVE THIS.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/blogs-and-stories/2009-11-04/tina-feys-10-favorite-30-rock-moments/"&gt;Tina Fey's Favorite 30 Rock Jokes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-6333867965619900026?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6333867965619900026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/michael-shannon-colin-meloy-dr-horrible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/6333867965619900026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/6333867965619900026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/michael-shannon-colin-meloy-dr-horrible.html' title='Michael Shannon, Colin Meloy, Dr. Horrible and Tina Fey'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvjHz-KJcyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/QviFcFIvDWI/s72-c/n1642283492_133330_2497664.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-1104742006578076584</id><published>2009-11-07T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T21:39:42.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Order Embryonic and receive a link to download the album track "Convinced of the Hex" immediately after check-out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.insound.com/The_Flaming_Lips_Embryonic_CD/productmain/p/INS66156/"&gt;The Flaming Lips: Embryonic: CD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica,helvetica,hirakakupro-w3,osaka,'ms pgothic',sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;The Flaming Lips have released what some are calling the most ambitious record of their career. &lt;a href="http://www.refinery29.com/music/"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica,helvetica,hirakakupro-w3,osaka,'ms pgothic',sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Is spacey and gooey and&amp;nbsp; rhythmic and heavy and engorged and perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-1104742006578076584?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/1104742006578076584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/order-embryonic-and-receive-link-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/1104742006578076584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/1104742006578076584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/order-embryonic-and-receive-link-to.html' title='Order Embryonic and receive a link to download the album track &quot;Convinced of the Hex&quot; immediately after check-out!'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-1152936140386986424</id><published>2009-11-07T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T15:18:42.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How about this for the very very cool christmas present?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=vl_other_2&amp;amp;listing_id=32322922"&gt;The Zippie by GuyIcognito&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ny-image3.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.84280743.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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For the last three days, when he has something he shouldn't and we make eye contact he throws the offending item and runs.&amp;nbsp; An open bottle of baby powder, a box of granola, a cup of dog food.&amp;nbsp; Battery acid or firearms are surely just around the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-5959452886800306444?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5959452886800306444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-corner-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/5959452886800306444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/5959452886800306444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-corner-boy.html' title='My Corner Boy'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-8323160738611639245</id><published>2009-11-04T11:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T11:56:20.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding Giants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvJiX6XilpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/IPb3G83-TUI/s1600-h/October+2009+018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvJiX6XilpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/IPb3G83-TUI/s200/October+2009+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvJJYWpl8OI/AAAAAAAAAEM/nXYdBFZ6vrw/s1600-h/October+2009+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a beautiful morning playing in the leaves.&amp;nbsp; Allow me to interpret.&amp;nbsp; I had a beautiful morning playing in the leaves while Augie tried to run over the dog with a toy lawn mower.&amp;nbsp; I had a beautiful cup of coffee listening to the birds and enjoying the crisp air while Augustus turned his helmet backwards to blind himself and and ran spastically into things cackling like a maniac.&amp;nbsp; I had a beautiful time trying to talk him into wrestling me or doing forward rolls into the piles while he headbutted the dog.&amp;nbsp; My youngest son and I, it's magical.&amp;nbsp; He missed his gymnastics this week and my sensory seeking low tone child is a bundle of piss and vinegar.&amp;nbsp; He has now slowed down to a brisk runl and is almost watching Riding Giants.&amp;nbsp; Which is, with Yo Gabba Gabba and Sesame Street, the only thing that can capture his attention briefly on this annoying contraption they call television.&amp;nbsp; However, through this technology I have made time to post a quick recap and pour a cup of coffee and . . . .&amp;nbsp; . .shit, gotta go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-8323160738611639245?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8323160738611639245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/riding-giants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/8323160738611639245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/8323160738611639245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/riding-giants.html' title='Riding Giants'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvJiX6XilpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/IPb3G83-TUI/s72-c/October+2009+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-4185915015366362025</id><published>2009-11-03T14:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T11:13:49.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A love affair</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Coffee, I love you unconditionally. You can be chicory, french roast, percolated, auto dripped, flavored, brazilian, costa rican or truck stop, just please don't be weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-4185915015366362025?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4185915015366362025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-affair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/4185915015366362025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/4185915015366362025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-affair.html' title='A love affair'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-4865031687549771917</id><published>2009-11-02T23:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T11:59:04.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie Brown</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;After 25 minutes of discussion, I folded. "Yes Jackson, I guess Charlie and Sally Brown are orphans." "Yes Jackson, that's would make his life a little difficult." "No Jackson, I don't think Lucy would let him kick the football if she knew he didn't have a mother."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-4865031687549771917?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4865031687549771917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/charlie-brown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/4865031687549771917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/4865031687549771917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/charlie-brown.html' title='Charlie Brown'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-7002594427580967556</id><published>2009-11-02T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:25:40.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One more Etsy Shoutout:  Free gift W $50 purchase~♥~UNIQUE CLOTHING By POPPY</title><content type='html'>If I had a million dollars I would buy everything she makes and now she's giving stuff away.&amp;nbsp; Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/poppyswickedgarden"&gt;Poppys Wicked Garden&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-7002594427580967556?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7002594427580967556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-more-etsy-shoutout-free-gift-w-50.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/7002594427580967556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/7002594427580967556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ny-image0.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.89360104.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://ny-image0.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.89360104.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=30604295"&gt;Wooden Mobile Toy by Flyingzoo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-8213539280076343524?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8213539280076343524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-6262201932817806509</id><published>2009-11-02T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:56:18.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/Su-pwHFLidI/AAAAAAAAABU/APrX0fu0blM/s1600-h/9119_1173286424674_1603445882_30438625_1401113_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/Su-pwHFLidI/AAAAAAAAABU/APrX0fu0blM/s320/9119_1173286424674_1603445882_30438625_1401113_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Doesn't he look like a gentle soul?&amp;nbsp; Well, he's not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/Su-pgBs_nzI/AAAAAAAAABM/VU-Y8E1ALSM/s1600-h/5256_1135173351871_1603445882_30330295_6596395_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/Su-pgBs_nzI/AAAAAAAAABM/VU-Y8E1ALSM/s320/5256_1135173351871_1603445882_30330295_6596395_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can't find a better man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-6699490812033318035?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6699490812033318035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/beautiful-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/Su-oj6Ph5KI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0NveZZtAOWw/s72-c/n1603445882_30069981_5112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625053499955395545.post-2562096910342321397</id><published>2009-11-02T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:45:35.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Morning Jacket Covers Rocket Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.aquariumdrunkard.com/2008/08/27/my-morning-jacket-rocket-man-elton-john/"&gt;My Morning Jacket Cover Rocket Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-2562096910342321397?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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href="http://latino.msn.cyloop.com/wilco"&gt;Streaming Wilco&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-2998083636477643948?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2998083636477643948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/moozack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/2998083636477643948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/2998083636477643948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/moozack.html' title='Streaming Music'/><author><name>Mama 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If you live in most places and probably everywhere else too, and another woman, who happens to be a mother too, who happens to be approximately your age, who happens to live in your neighborhood, at any time says “we’re very different” it is an insult and she thinks you’re a bad parent and you should probably go ahead and hit her when your kids aren’t looking.  Just fyi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625053499955395545-5098246837175124206?l=mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5098246837175124206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-november-1-2009-run-on-sentence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/5098246837175124206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625053499955395545/posts/default/5098246837175124206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamareitmeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-november-1-2009-run-on-sentence.html' title='Sunday November 1, 2009: Run on sentence'/><author><name>Mama Reitmeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708465909452702679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1vOt0qerGwc/SvI0_ZSDjGI/AAAAAAAAADs/fMnN06HticI/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
