<?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-1998182797202069326</id><updated>2011-07-30T08:54:19.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parker n' Me</title><subtitle type='html'>My life...the unabridged version.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dollinda.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1998182797202069326/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dollinda.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dolli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05535700822756031507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRlnwb4RAnE/Sp1wGgbbU2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UleyWTJoykM/S220/CIMG0356.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1998182797202069326.post-6848423307671429557</id><published>2009-09-29T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T09:44:15.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Does The Time Go???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;It seems like now that I'm at SAHM the days seem to fly by. When I was working the days dragged and now its seems like I loose whole hours and I can't find enough time to do everything I need/want to do in a day. So, today I have vowed to be super productive! So here's what I need to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. &lt;/b&gt;Find a laundromat to wash our king size comforter that is too big to fit in our machine at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &lt;/b&gt;Head to Michaels for some fabric paint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. &lt;/b&gt;Go to Babies R' Us for a backseat mirror so I can keep an eye on my little monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. &lt;/b&gt;Get to the grocery store to pick up ingredients to make some lactation cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. &lt;/b&gt;Bake cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. &lt;/b&gt;Sweep and mop my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. &lt;/b&gt;Dust all the blinds&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. &lt;/b&gt;Do some kind of craft project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. &lt;/b&gt;Make dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. &lt;/b&gt;Wash diapers&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Parker slept super late this morning so I am getting to a really late start. It's now 11:30 so I better get going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm off!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/posts.g?blogID=1998182797202069326"&gt;Return to list of posts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1998182797202069326-6848423307671429557?l=dollinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dollinda.blogspot.com/feeds/6848423307671429557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dollinda.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-does-time-go.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1998182797202069326/posts/default/6848423307671429557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1998182797202069326/posts/default/6848423307671429557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dollinda.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-does-time-go.html' title='Where Does The Time Go???'/><author><name>Dolli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05535700822756031507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRlnwb4RAnE/Sp1wGgbbU2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UleyWTJoykM/S220/CIMG0356.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1998182797202069326.post-5769428703223035502</id><published>2009-09-10T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:40:47.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping Out With Parker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm a first time Mom and in the beginning I was always anxious about going places with Parker alone. I mean...what if she starts whaling in the middle of the store and people start looking at me crazy. I'm so over that now. One of the things I've learned in my 3 1/2 months of motherhood is that sometimes your kid is gonna cry and there's just nothing you can do about. So to the old lady who gave me a dirty look in Target....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Kick rocks lady!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; But I digress.... So one of my old coworkers and good friends hasn't met Parker yet and I hadn't seen her in months so I decided to make the trip and surprise her at work. I say trip but it's really only 30 minutes from my house but with kid in tow it seems a little bit longer. I've learned that I just have to get the timing right in order to not have a cranky baby on my hands. I breastfeed and Parker eats every 3 hours and it takes about 30 minutes to feed her. So that leaves me 2 1/2 hours to change her, get out of the house make it to my friends job, chit chat and make it back home before her next feeding and...I did it(I even beat traffic). It was nice catching up with my friend and old coworkers and I've got to admit that I love seeing people ooooing and ahhhhhing over my sweet munchkin. Parker was a total sweetie and was smiling and laughing at everyone. And being back at my old job confirmed that being a SAHM is the best job ever! So all and all today was 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/1998182797202069326-5769428703223035502?l=dollinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dollinda.blogspot.com/feeds/5769428703223035502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dollinda.blogspot.com/2009/09/stepping-out-with-kiddo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1998182797202069326/posts/default/5769428703223035502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1998182797202069326/posts/default/5769428703223035502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dollinda.blogspot.com/2009/09/stepping-out-with-kiddo.html' title='Stepping Out With Parker'/><author><name>Dolli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05535700822756031507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRlnwb4RAnE/Sp1wGgbbU2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UleyWTJoykM/S220/CIMG0356.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1998182797202069326.post-1438418533325690757</id><published>2009-09-06T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T09:55:33.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Work Than I Thought</title><content type='html'>A little over a year ago I married my wonderful husband. When we got back from our honeymoon we bought our first home which we pretty much gutted before even moving in. A couple of months later we found out we were pregnant with our first baby and morning sickness(more like all damn day sickness) set in for the next three months and just as I was starting to feel better my Ob put me on bed rest. So, the progress on our house has been extremely slow. I will admit that another part of the reason that the progress has been so slow is that we totally took on way too much, which I gotta say may not have entirely been our fault. We watched all those do-it-yourself home renovation shows that make this stuff look way too easy. So, here we are almost a year later and still living in a semi-renovated house. So, I woke up this morning with a burst of energy and decided to do something about it. I got dressed, headed to the Home Depot to pick up some paint supplies, got home, laid down my drop cloth, poured the paint and started painted. My intention was only to touch up the paint around the doors and windows in the kitchen. About 30 seconds into it and a little jacked up paint later I thought to myself, "Maybe I should have taped off the walls." So as I'm figuratively kicking myself in the butt I start taping off, which was a pain in the ass, so I decided to give it a break because an amazing idea hit me...I'm going to paint the doors! What the heck was I thinking!!!!! So, it's about an hour later, my energy has faded and all I did was make a hot mess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1998182797202069326-1438418533325690757?l=dollinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dollinda.blogspot.com/feeds/1438418533325690757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dollinda.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-work-than-i-thought.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1998182797202069326/posts/default/1438418533325690757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1998182797202069326/posts/default/1438418533325690757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dollinda.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-work-than-i-thought.html' title='More Work Than I Thought'/><author><name>Dolli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05535700822756031507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRlnwb4RAnE/Sp1wGgbbU2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UleyWTJoykM/S220/CIMG0356.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1998182797202069326.post-4607254076105679050</id><published>2009-09-02T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:14:57.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning of a Blogging Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I have been attempting to start a blog for a while now but I can never seem to find the time. I'm thinking blogging might be an opportunity to preserve the little bit of sanity I have left, share some of the things that I love and chronicle this new chapter in my life I'd like to title...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Lover, Mother and Cleaner of Poop&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;. So....here it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1998182797202069326-4607254076105679050?l=dollinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dollinda.blogspot.com/feeds/4607254076105679050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dollinda.blogspot.com/2009/09/beginning-of-blogging-experience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1998182797202069326/posts/default/4607254076105679050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1998182797202069326/posts/default/4607254076105679050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dollinda.blogspot.com/2009/09/beginning-of-blogging-experience.html' title='Beginning of a Blogging Experience'/><author><name>Dolli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05535700822756031507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRlnwb4RAnE/Sp1wGgbbU2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UleyWTJoykM/S220/CIMG0356.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
