<?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-773518098785558053</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:44:44.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovin' my Life as Mommy and (uh..NOT a) Wife!</title><subtitle type='html'>Probably not your typical mommy blog. Sure it will be about the kids, but just a warning that I often cuss worse than a sailor, and I am pretty mouthy, and very opinionated. Thats just me, if you dont like it, look up in the right corner..see that little x? use it</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10498080381855515005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TS4nI3TTbs/SojYmFBGMII/AAAAAAAAAAM/IdZhn8EzvLU/S220/l_9ad055061ed2f4ff0b68d6bfbac27297.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773518098785558053.post-5824354873582767562</id><published>2009-10-15T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T12:50:50.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAKEOVER</title><content type='html'>wow it has been a while since i have blogged. just a little thing called LIFE getting in the way i guess..i did however for-go cleaning my house today to give my blog a makeover! isnt it cute? lets see just an update on everything goin on here in my hizzouse. SICKNESS has been bringin us all down! TEETHING has been giving me no sleep-well the baby no sleep so in turn..mama gets no sleep. UGH! got my dogs balls chopped off in an attempt to make him nicer. dont know if it worked because none of the neighbor kids come over anymore because of him being mean. and already i must get off of here because my beastly child is covered in chocolate that she found somewhere and good lord. i really hope its chocolate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773518098785558053-5824354873582767562?l=imnotawife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/feeds/5824354873582767562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/2009/10/makeover.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default/5824354873582767562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default/5824354873582767562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/2009/10/makeover.html' title='MAKEOVER'/><author><name>Carissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10498080381855515005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TS4nI3TTbs/SojYmFBGMII/AAAAAAAAAAM/IdZhn8EzvLU/S220/l_9ad055061ed2f4ff0b68d6bfbac27297.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773518098785558053.post-419237844166611244</id><published>2009-09-13T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T18:34:36.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AND THE WINNER IS.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8TS4nI3TTbs/Sq2cFiG4K5I/AAAAAAAAABo/Qx-DHslxrpU/s1600-h/jacob+1+yr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381128748646542226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8TS4nI3TTbs/Sq2cFiG4K5I/AAAAAAAAABo/Qx-DHslxrpU/s320/jacob+1+yr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner of the cutest kiddo contest for September is...................1 yr old Mr. Jacob!!!! =) Mama, please visit the Mama Made Website and pick out a bow!(haha hopefully you know a girl to give it to LOL) (also...headbands not included in this giveaway), and then I will also be throwing in an extra goody or 2...something manly for the little mister =) So please email me with your choice and then I will get back to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i am thinking maybe we should make this a monthly thing so that way people that miss it can enter the next month! I am thinking about making a blog just for the cutest baby contests! =) What do you all think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everybody who entered! all of your children are absolutely adorable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773518098785558053-419237844166611244?l=imnotawife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/feeds/419237844166611244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-winner-is.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default/419237844166611244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default/419237844166611244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-winner-is.html' title='AND THE WINNER IS.....'/><author><name>Carissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10498080381855515005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TS4nI3TTbs/SojYmFBGMII/AAAAAAAAAAM/IdZhn8EzvLU/S220/l_9ad055061ed2f4ff0b68d6bfbac27297.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8TS4nI3TTbs/Sq2cFiG4K5I/AAAAAAAAABo/Qx-DHslxrpU/s72-c/jacob+1+yr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773518098785558053.post-3414791633732093689</id><published>2009-09-11T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:43:46.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LET THE VOTING BEGIN! CUTEST KID CONTEST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;ALRIGHT LADIES! THIS IS HOW THIS IS GOING TO WORK. I AM GOING TO POST THESE ADORABLE KIDS PICTURES AND ANYONE AND EVERYONE CAN VOTE ON THEM! JUST TYPE IN A COMMENT AND GIVE THE NAME OF THE LITTLE BOOGER YOU WANT TO WIN!!! YOU CAN VOTE FOR AS MANY KIDS AS YOU WANT, BUT ARE ONLY ALLOWED ONE VOTE PER CHILD. ANY DOUBLE VOTING WILL BE TAKEN OFF. NO ANONYMOUS VOTES WILL BE TAKEN. (NOT MEANING YOU CANT VOTE IF YOU DONT HAVE A BLOG..JUST NO ANONYMOUS)VOTING WILL END AT 6:00 PM ON SUNDAY EVENING =)WINNER WILL BE CONTACTED BY ME SOMETIME SOON AFTER TO CLAIM THEIR PRIZE!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE SURE IF YOU VOTE FOR A JACOB, PUT NUMBER 1 OR 2.THANKS!! GOOD LUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;MISS ISABELLE AGE 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ISABELLE2.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/ISABELLE2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;MISS JENNA-LYNNE 11 MO&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Jenna_Lynne11mo.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/Jenna_Lynne11mo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;MR. LANDON AND MR. LUKE&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LANDONANDLUKE.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/LANDONANDLUKE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;MR.RILEY&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RILEY.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/RILEY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;MR. SUTTER 8 MO&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SUTTER8MO.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/SUTTER8MO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;MR. SEBASTIAN&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Scan034_November_18_2005.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/Scan034_November_18_2005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;MISS TEAGAN AGE 2&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=TEAGAN2.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/TEAGAN2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;MR.ANTHONY AND MR.JAY&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=anthonyandjay.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/anthonyandjay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;MISS AUBREY 8 MO&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aubrey8mo21monow.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/aubrey8mo21monow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;MISS BRENNA 2 .5 YRS&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=brenna25.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/brenna25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;MISS CAROLINE&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=caroline12.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/caroline12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;MISS EDYN 8 MO&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=edyn8mo.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/edyn8mo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;MISS GRAY 3 MO IN PIC (13 MO NOW)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gray13mo3moinpic.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/gray13mo3moinpic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Miss Haley 3 yrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=haley3yr.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/haley3yr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Mr.JACOB #1 1 YR&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;current=jacob1yr.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/jacob1yr.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;MR.JACOB #2 7.5 MO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;current=jacob75mo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/jacob75mo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS KENYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;current=kenyaage2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/kenyaage2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR.LUCAS AND MR LOGAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;current=lucasandlogan.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/lucasandlogan.jpg" border="0" alt="LUCAS AND"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS MELLY BEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;current=mellybear3mo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/mellybear3mo.jpg" border="0" alt="MELLY BEAR"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS PIPER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;current=piper2m1moinpic.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/piper2m1moinpic.jpg" border="0" alt="PIPER"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS SOPHIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;current=sophia1wkinpic412monow.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/sophia1wkinpic412monow.jpg" border="0" alt="SOPHIA"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR.TYLER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;current=tyler.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/tyler.jpg" border="0" alt="TYLER"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR. WESTON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/?action=view&amp;current=weston.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/carissarae/weston.jpg" border="0" alt="WESTON"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET THE VOTING BEGIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773518098785558053-3414791633732093689?l=imnotawife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/feeds/3414791633732093689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/2009/09/let-voting-begin-cutest-kid-contest.html#comment-form' title='80 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default/3414791633732093689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default/3414791633732093689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/2009/09/let-voting-begin-cutest-kid-contest.html' title='LET THE VOTING BEGIN! CUTEST KID CONTEST!'/><author><name>Carissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10498080381855515005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TS4nI3TTbs/SojYmFBGMII/AAAAAAAAAAM/IdZhn8EzvLU/S220/l_9ad055061ed2f4ff0b68d6bfbac27297.jpg'/></author><thr:total>80</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773518098785558053.post-4911306489419030830</id><published>2009-09-09T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T09:31:15.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>milk allergies and a $4000 dollar weekend.</title><content type='html'>well after about 2 months of thinking B had a cold that just would not let go, idiscovered she has milk allergies. i tell ben (daddy-o) that i think she is allergic to milk because after every bottle she gets wheezy and coughs and coughs. only THEN he decides to tell me..oh yeah when i was little i had milk allergies and had to drink soy milk. i did the same thing! wow hunny thanks. you think you could have told me that oh lets see..about 2 months ago?!?! so instead of my daughter happily drinking milk, i would get cough cough gag gag wheeze wheeze and all i needed was to go to the store and purchase a little silk milk to make her all better. sho' nuff i give it to her..and HEALED! =) yay! my daughter doesnt have a chronic cold. easy fix=happy mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now onto the $4000 weekend. i dont know if it WILL cost that much but it sure might! anywho..we went to sand lakes to ride quads over labor day weekend. the forecast was for RAIN RAIN and more RAIN, but we decided to go anyways..good idea. we leave sat morning and its pouring and we have a 4 hr drive ahead of us. well the closer we get to our destination the weather is clearing up! blue skies and sun sun sun..YAY!! so we get to sand lakes, make it out onto the sand where our friends are, unload and woohoo! we had a easy up canopy to put up so we put that up, eat some lunch put our tents up and go for a ride. it is so much fun. my oldest, my boyfriend my sis and her hubby and about 6 other people and a few misc. children are runnin around. we get back and the easy up has a bent leg. dang it! since we BORROWED it, we straighten the leg..it had flew down the beach a few times so we figure ok lets tie it down with some sand tires. so we ratchet tie the canopy down to some sand tires and go for another ride. we come back a few hrs later to find the easy up on its top with the tires on top of it 3 legs COMPLETELY busted off and the other one twisted so badly you cant even tell what it used to be. oops. theres $100 bucks we owe one of my sisters since it was hers FUCK. but thats not even the worst part. AT ALL. that night it pours and pours. we get 1-2 hrs of sleep because of the wind and rain. we get completely soaked bysudden down pour...the next day we take one of our friends into town cuz the transmission had started to go out in his truck on the way down so needed some stuff to try and fix it to make it home..we go into town come back and drive out on the sand, put it in reverse back up, then all of a sudden truck shuts off. (OH and forgot to mention, this is MY DADS truck that we borrowed) then all of a sudden. NO nothin. truck dont move. no movin. WHATSOEVER. so uh fuck what are we going to do now? we have a truck AND trailer to haul home. so ben and the guys truck who started to break, drive that truck home (4 hrs mind you..) the rest of us stay, ride quads (cuz the weather cleared up) while waiting for them to return. we pack everything up and wait and wait. they dont show up until 1:30 a.m. we still have to drive home. ben brought his truck down and the othe rguy brought another truck to haul our trailer. it costs us $150 bucks in gas for both trucks. ouch. one of which ISNT ours. i dont know how we had to pay it. fuckers with their "i dont have any money" bull shit. so whatever the truck doesnt work. so now we have to take it and get it fixed and split the price with my sis and bro in law. BOOOOO. thats why we dont like to borrow stuff. as soon as we do, its cursed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on a HAPPY note. K started school today, thank you jesus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773518098785558053-4911306489419030830?l=imnotawife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/feeds/4911306489419030830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/2009/09/milk-allergies-and-4000-dollar-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default/4911306489419030830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default/4911306489419030830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/2009/09/milk-allergies-and-4000-dollar-weekend.html' title='milk allergies and a $4000 dollar weekend.'/><author><name>Carissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10498080381855515005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TS4nI3TTbs/SojYmFBGMII/AAAAAAAAAAM/IdZhn8EzvLU/S220/l_9ad055061ed2f4ff0b68d6bfbac27297.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773518098785558053.post-3694362772561463864</id><published>2009-08-31T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T18:27:11.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg"/&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Well today for one i &lt;strong&gt;did not &lt;/strong&gt;want to reach through my computer and strangle a few people on the mckmama blog frog community. no not me. no i &lt;strong&gt;would not &lt;/strong&gt;want to punch them in the face repeatedly. oh wait yes yes i do. drama queens!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i &lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt; let my crazy baby play in her crib this morning for an hour after she woke up so i could do some stuff around the house without her undoing it right behind me!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i &lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt; want to throw my living room table out the window when my baby bashed her head into it yesterday, just after her other booboo healing. i &lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt; want to rip the fucking thing to pieces and say fuck you table. i &lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt; cry when i saw that it looked like she had a horn growing out of her head.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i &lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt; neglect all of my household chores this weekend, and i &lt;strong&gt;am not&lt;/strong&gt; just playing on the computer instead of doing them now. nope not me!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go visit mckmama's blog &lt;a href="http://www.mckmama.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see this crazyness she calls "not me monday"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773518098785558053-3694362772561463864?l=imnotawife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/feeds/3694362772561463864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-me-monday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default/3694362772561463864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default/3694362772561463864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>Carissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10498080381855515005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TS4nI3TTbs/SojYmFBGMII/AAAAAAAAAAM/IdZhn8EzvLU/S220/l_9ad055061ed2f4ff0b68d6bfbac27297.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/th_NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773518098785558053.post-8423880282115444858</id><published>2009-08-26T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T10:58:27.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall- 1, Baby-0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8TS4nI3TTbs/SpV2p5b3LyI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PNY1oihw5d0/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374332192500952866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8TS4nI3TTbs/SpV2p5b3LyI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PNY1oihw5d0/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUCH!!! doesnt my poor baby's head look sad? it gives me a freakin' headache just lookin at it. damn you wobbly baby feet, damn you corner of the wall, damn you mama for letting your baby walk around with a food processer piece over one hand and a bottle in the other and not allowing her to catch herself when shes dancing and falls face first into the freakin corner of the wall! not to mention, she already has a bruise on her nose from running face first into the wall two nights prior and a scrape on her head right there by the new owie from fallin on cement. GEEZ someone should really watch this child. I mean seriously where is her mother?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773518098785558053-8423880282115444858?l=imnotawife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/feeds/8423880282115444858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/2009/08/wall-1-baby-0.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default/8423880282115444858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default/8423880282115444858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/2009/08/wall-1-baby-0.html' title='Wall- 1, Baby-0'/><author><name>Carissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10498080381855515005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TS4nI3TTbs/SojYmFBGMII/AAAAAAAAAAM/IdZhn8EzvLU/S220/l_9ad055061ed2f4ff0b68d6bfbac27297.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8TS4nI3TTbs/SpV2p5b3LyI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PNY1oihw5d0/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773518098785558053.post-3932723282336206659</id><published>2009-08-21T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T08:32:11.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I HATE school clothes shopping...let me count the ways!</title><content type='html'>why? why do you hate school shopping you might ask? the answer: 9 yr old girls. my daughter is so PICKY this year. why it cant it be like all the other years when i could just go hey you like this? and she says yes mommy i love it! and i pick up ten of the same thing in different colors and we call it good! nowadays it's no i dont like that, it's PINK! i hate pink! i only like blue! then 2 seconds later..oh look at this pretty dress! and what color do you think it is?! FREAKIN' PINK...then eww mom not that dress it looks like an old lady dress, looks like a hippie, a hobo, anything she can think of. mom i dont want socks that go down here (pointing to her ankle) ok fine bobbysocks it is..calm down kid.then later shoe shopping while picking out dress shoes-well i cant wear it with socks like these!! pointing to her cousins(boy i might add) borrowed sweaty sock (because for SOME reason payless had no bootie socks (lol funny word. butt sock? anyways..) anyways sweaty boy sock that is the equivalent of a girl bobby sock. i cant wear it with these. i NEED socks that go down here! pointing to ankle. WHY GOD WHY?!freakin a! so i tell her well you will just wear those with tights anyways..so no ankle socks for you that you will complain about NEXT YEAR while we are shopping. jesus. why else do i hate school shopping? the trying clothes on. dont even get me started. i dont want to even think about it. it makes ME sweaty, and all i am doing is checking to make sure we aren't gonna have "butt crack issues" i swear the pants these days..the CLOTHES these days for those girls are out of control. my daughter is 9. not 19 thank you very much. no bootie shorts,miniskirts,pants that say hottie on the ass will be gracing my daughters body this school year! anybody else HATE school clothes shopping?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773518098785558053-3932723282336206659?l=imnotawife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/feeds/3932723282336206659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-i-hate-school-clothes-shoppinglet.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default/3932723282336206659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default/3932723282336206659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-i-hate-school-clothes-shoppinglet.html' title='Why I HATE school clothes shopping...let me count the ways!'/><author><name>Carissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10498080381855515005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TS4nI3TTbs/SojYmFBGMII/AAAAAAAAAAM/IdZhn8EzvLU/S220/l_9ad055061ed2f4ff0b68d6bfbac27297.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773518098785558053.post-725194451757523863</id><published>2009-08-17T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:59:45.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg"/&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net"&gt;MckMama&lt;/a&gt;. You can head over to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt; to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*while shopping at ross i &lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt; simply buy my daughter a new outfit when she spilt her drink all over herself instead of getting her other one out of her diaper bag...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i &lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt; laugh repeatedly at my 1 yr old instead of helping her when she was had a hair tie around her finger and was snapping herself with it over and over then giving me her finger to kiss it. i &lt;strong&gt;wouldnt&lt;/strong&gt; just leave it on her finger =)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i &lt;strong&gt;didnt&lt;/strong&gt; send my oldest daughter to clean her room while i was making cupcakes so that I could eat the leftover batter before her and wash away the evidence..nope not me!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i &lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt; go school shopping WITHOUT my daughter&lt;strong&gt; who is in school&lt;/strong&gt; so i could pick out some clothes that I thought were cute, that i knew she would say NO WAY mom...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and lastly when my dog decided to pee on the floor last night..i absolutely &lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt; use my boyfriends shirt to clean it up because i was irrated at him. definitely not.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773518098785558053-725194451757523863?l=imnotawife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/feeds/725194451757523863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/2009/08/welcome-to-not-me-monday-this-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default/725194451757523863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default/725194451757523863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/2009/08/welcome-to-not-me-monday-this-blog.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>Carissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10498080381855515005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TS4nI3TTbs/SojYmFBGMII/AAAAAAAAAAM/IdZhn8EzvLU/S220/l_9ad055061ed2f4ff0b68d6bfbac27297.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/th_NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773518098785558053.post-3806116147488999894</id><published>2009-08-16T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T10:58:54.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this thing on?</title><content type='html'>Well here's somewhere I'd NEVER thought I'd be. That is blogging, and actually using punctuation. i think i will throw the second part of that sentence out the window right now...i hardly ever do anything the "proper" way so who needs it with grammar and punctuation bs? not this lady! im sure you can all read it and stick your pretty little pauses in there and see that  names reads the same w/o a "CAPITAL" letter at the begining. now that thats out of the way!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so going back to the not "proper" way of doing things...i dont know who all will be reading this so should i go through my so-called-early-life? i will. so it will be a re-cap for all of you people that are reading this, because i suppose it will only reach family and friends but who knows. maybe i will be a blogging sensation woot woot. so here goes. i grew up in washington state. you know where it rains alot on the west coast. and i mean A LOT!!! i REALLY grew up when i had my 1st daughter at 16. thats right 16. (dont hate) obviously wasnt planned, but i wouldnt change it for anything. she saved me, and really i mean that. i was a pretty bad kid, you know skipped school, drank a little--lotta bit..might have or might not have smoked some green stuff..you know what im talkin about!!! so when i found out i was pregnant. BIG SURPRISE! well then i realized that it wasnt just ME to think about and i better shape up. so i did..ok so had my daughter then 2 weeks later started school. 11th grade. made it through there! still with her dad. well i was with him. he was with a few diff girls but thats a whole different post..summer before sr. year i started beauty school..went all through sr year with a 4.0. thats right i threw that in there to brag. graduated, then a few months later graduated beauty school. by this time baby daddy no longer in the pic for about a year. gots me new b/f.. went to work at mastercuts..worked..worked..broke up with new b/f after a few years. boys are dumb i decide. no that doesnt mean i switched teams. just took a little break. then got a CRAZY CRAZY b/f. we have all been there. he was nuts. he was a rebound and it was a horrible decision. where were all my FRIENDS to tell me NO? oh yeah i think they helped set us up. thanks guys, love you too. anyways got rid of crazy still worked, back together with old(new) boyfriend. he was still the same so i ditched him again....still working. going on about hmm 3 1/2 years at M/C at this point i think.. anyways so fast fwd a few months and i meet my NOW boyfriend (of almost FIVE years might i add)..ok so fast fwd a few years to Aug. 07. i take over manager position at mastercuts. i have been there 5 years. in dec 07 find out i am knocked up. for the 3rd time (what 3rd time you ask? but i thought you only had one baby? well we had a miscarriage/molar pregnancy(yeah google that) a few years earlier, but thats another post too...) wow. a baby. my oldest baby is 7 at the time. thats a pretty good age gap. it will be like im a 1st time mommy again. so anyways go through pregnancy all goes perfectly, a few little contraction scares, baby trying to come early. oh wait she did come early. 3 1/2 weeks early and her daddy missed it. but again. another post lol. so i quit my job to be a stay at home mommy. fast fwd a year and here i am. still here. lovin' my life as a mommy. and uh...not a wife =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773518098785558053-3806116147488999894?l=imnotawife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/feeds/3806116147488999894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-this-thing-on.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default/3806116147488999894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773518098785558053/posts/default/3806116147488999894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotawife.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-this-thing-on.html' title='Is this thing on?'/><author><name>Carissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10498080381855515005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TS4nI3TTbs/SojYmFBGMII/AAAAAAAAAAM/IdZhn8EzvLU/S220/l_9ad055061ed2f4ff0b68d6bfbac27297.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
