<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645</id><updated>2009-11-16T04:01:39.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Gym Mama</title><subtitle type='html'>My daily battle of the bulge.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>186</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-5417541133259602875</id><published>2009-11-11T12:33:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T08:10:58.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Rescue by JumpStart - A Wii-rific Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Svr6SoXGsuI/AAAAAAAAAQA/O5Pjfa367fk/s1600-h/th_WiiPetRescueCoverArt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 114px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Svr6SoXGsuI/AAAAAAAAAQA/O5Pjfa367fk/s320/th_WiiPetRescueCoverArt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402905900963246818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and I had the pleasure of test driving &lt;a href="http://www.jumpstart.com/aboutus/wii.aspx"&gt;JumpStart's Pet Rescue&lt;/a&gt; game for the Nintendo Wii the other day.  It's one of the first Wii games with an ESRB rating of "Early Childhood", which is perfect for my brood.  If you're searching for a fun, violence-free, creativity inspiring, adorable animal finding game this is definitely the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The object of the game is to find, or rescue, the animals that are lost and bring them back safely.  I confess that after two solid hours of playing we found not one, but it's probably because the kids were enthralled with designing their own homes, changing clothes and playing the hide-and-seek game.  Honestly, they could have &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Svr6fzyaWPI/AAAAAAAAAQI/KolyRUJy12M/s1600-h/th_Picture15.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Svr6fzyaWPI/AAAAAAAAAQI/KolyRUJy12M/s320/th_Picture15.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402906127368870130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;played all day just with those features alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was immediately drawn to the lack of violence and gentle nature of the game.  I'm a big fan of all things &lt;a href="http://jumpstart.com"&gt;JumpStart&lt;/a&gt;, because of that very reason.  My boys are very familiar with the JumpStart characters, so they quickly took to the familiar "faces" &lt;br /&gt;and style of the game.  Although they didn't find the pets, the game had them talking about color combinations, strategy and problem-solving.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Svr6uGyTn4I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Fc8oMXizv5U/s1600-h/th_Picture21.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Svr6uGyTn4I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Fc8oMXizv5U/s320/th_Picture21.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402906372986871682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those are the types of interactions I want them to have when playing video games, especially at the ages of 7 and 5.  My youngest (23m) didn't play, but loved watching the characters and encouraging her brothers to look around at other parts of the game.  I'm sure as she gets a little bit older she'll be playing right alongside them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jumpstart.com/aboutus/wii.aspx"&gt;Pet Rescue&lt;/a&gt; is a great game for the young children in your home and definitely comes with my rating of two thumbs up with a wiggle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE FROM JUMPSTART!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherie Marino, a wonderful JumpStart representative, read my review and offered this advice for finding the adorable pets:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In order to find the lost pets, you have to complete the learning games.  Once the learning games are completed, you read the completed storybook, and then a pet will come out of hiding on its own.  In order to find all the lost pets, you have to repeat this process (play learning games, read storybook, pets will come out of hiding)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for your help, Cherie!  We can't wait to play again today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-5417541133259602875?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5417541133259602875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=5417541133259602875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/5417541133259602875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/5417541133259602875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/11/pet-rescue-by-jumpstart-wii-rific-game.html' title='Pet Rescue by JumpStart - A Wii-rific Game'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Svr6SoXGsuI/AAAAAAAAAQA/O5Pjfa367fk/s72-c/th_WiiPetRescueCoverArt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-6781307257233479119</id><published>2009-11-10T16:28:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:35:45.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone please buy me this for Christmas (HINT, HINT, HINT!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.artfire.com/modules.php?name=Shop&amp;op=listing&amp;product_id=714626"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SvncN2evD7I/AAAAAAAAAP4/EnS728WOmy4/s1600-h/crazy+doll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 366px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SvncN2evD7I/AAAAAAAAAP4/EnS728WOmy4/s400/crazy+doll.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402591358528458674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artfire.com/modules.php?name=Shop&amp;op=listing&amp;product_id=714626"&gt;Here's the link to purchase it.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, you ask, would I want such a doll?  Well, it not only makes me laugh, but reminds me that sometimes I look like that by the end of the day.  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-6781307257233479119?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.artfire.com/modules.php?name=Shop&amp;op=listing&amp;product_id=714626' title='Someone please buy me this for Christmas (HINT, HINT, HINT!)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6781307257233479119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=6781307257233479119' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/6781307257233479119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/6781307257233479119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/11/someone-please-buy-me-this-for.html' title='Someone please buy me this for Christmas (HINT, HINT, HINT!)'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SvncN2evD7I/AAAAAAAAAP4/EnS728WOmy4/s72-c/crazy+doll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-3778843793251532548</id><published>2009-11-09T14:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:59:20.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just "Leaf" Me Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Svh0eptSjCI/AAAAAAAAAPw/pCbv8VZsTNQ/s1600-h/P1030226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Svh0eptSjCI/AAAAAAAAAPw/pCbv8VZsTNQ/s320/P1030226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402195822971620386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I indulged in my favorite fall exercise today.  It's sunny and about 70 outside, so the kids played outside with their bikes and wagon while I raked leaves.  I love raking leaves.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; raking leaves.  I also love shoveling snow, but we'll save that for the winter.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no better upper body workout than raking, I think.  My arms and shoulders usually ache afterwards, but there's sheer joy in accomplishing a yard of raking.  Maybe it's the end result that makes it so pleasurable.  Once laden with leaves, the yard now shines warm and green again.  I like that.  A lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-3778843793251532548?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3778843793251532548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=3778843793251532548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/3778843793251532548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/3778843793251532548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-leaf-me-alone.html' title='Just &quot;Leaf&quot; Me Alone'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Svh0eptSjCI/AAAAAAAAAPw/pCbv8VZsTNQ/s72-c/P1030226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-8565770102282482748</id><published>2009-09-13T08:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T09:05:36.848-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SqzuE-QlpVI/AAAAAAAAAPk/kRnyihealkQ/s1600-h/craftsforkidssmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SqzuE-QlpVI/AAAAAAAAAPk/kRnyihealkQ/s320/craftsforkidssmall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380937424000361810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I've really been gone or not writing, in fact, it's more the opposite.  I've been writing so much lately that my little fingers are about to be typed off.  I was recently, as in 2 weeks recently, promoted from a columnist on HandmadeNews.org to the &lt;a href="http://www.handmadenews.org/department/index.php?did=20"&gt;Department Editor of the Crafts for Kids section&lt;/a&gt;.  Since we're down 3 columnists I've had to make up for the missing articles.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing about that is that the boys have been subjected to more arts and crafts activities than ever before.  Their fine motor skills are getting a workout that's for sure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's fun and our page views have nearly doubled in only two weeks.  That alone is amazing.  And exciting.  VERY exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a writer (or would like to be!) and are interested in writing for the department please email me.  There &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; compensation!  Wahoo! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if you get a chance, join me on Monday night (8-10 CST) on Twitter under the name &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Crafts4KidsHMN"&gt;@Crafts4KidsHMN&lt;/a&gt; for the Homeschool Twitter Chat (#hsc) on incorporating art into the homeschool curriculum.  You'll have a chance to win one of 5 Kids' Craft Packages and a $25 &lt;a href="http://artfire.com"&gt;ArtFire.com&lt;/a&gt; gift certificate!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-8565770102282482748?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8565770102282482748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=8565770102282482748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/8565770102282482748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/8565770102282482748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-from-hiatus.html' title='Back from Hiatus'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SqzuE-QlpVI/AAAAAAAAAPk/kRnyihealkQ/s72-c/craftsforkidssmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-6613742946051087678</id><published>2009-07-22T15:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T15:35:26.141-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jumpstart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winner'/><title type='text'>And the winner of the JumpStart.com contest is....</title><content type='html'>HEATHER from &lt;a href="http://jinx1764.blogspot.com"&gt;Feathered Friends Mementos&lt;/a&gt;!  Congratulations!  I'll be contacting you with the details! Thanks for playing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;many, many of you&lt;/span&gt; who emailed me privately, concerned about winning and not being able to continue to provide your children with the service, please know that you &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;can&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; play for free on &lt;a href="http://jumpstart.com"&gt;JumpStart.com&lt;/a&gt;.  It's a great resource and one that should not be ruled out because of finances.  I urge you to try the free version; your kids will love it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-6613742946051087678?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6613742946051087678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=6613742946051087678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/6613742946051087678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/6613742946051087678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-winner-of-jumpstartcom-contest-is.html' title='And the winner of the JumpStart.com contest is....'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-6245523115163977853</id><published>2009-07-14T10:19:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T15:28:38.394-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jumpstart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='educational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog giveaway'/><title type='text'>Jump Start Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Win a JumpStart.com 3-month Membership Subscription!  Contest begins Tuesday, July 13 and ends Tuesday, July 21st at 9:00pm EST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SlyfO0amNqI/AAAAAAAAAOs/qGWHISHPXTo/s1600-h/logoandfrankie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SlyfO0amNqI/AAAAAAAAAOs/qGWHISHPXTo/s320/logoandfrankie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358332733601232546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super blessed to win a &lt;a href="http://jumpstart.com"&gt;JumpStart.com&lt;/a&gt; 3-month membership from a blog giveaway that was featured on &lt;a href="http://thenesthome.blogspot.com"&gt;The Nest Home&lt;/a&gt; in June.  When I was contacted by a company representative about doing a similar giveaway on my own blog, there was no way I could say no.  &lt;a href="http://jumpstart.com"&gt;JumpStart.com&lt;/a&gt; features an exciting, educational online learning game that's perfect for children 3-10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know by now, we are a homeschooling family, so I'm constantly &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Slyfg7_ZV7I/AAAAAAAAAO0/_sawUbyhLqk/s1600-h/math.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Slyfg7_ZV7I/AAAAAAAAAO0/_sawUbyhLqk/s320/math.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358333044872271794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;searching for things the boys (7 &amp; 5) can do online in a safe, educational setting.  I was thrilled to find &lt;a href="http://jumpstart.com"&gt;JumpStart.com&lt;/a&gt; and I can honestly say that the boys love playing it.  Since we're in the midst of a "no television" summer, it has been nice for them to have something that they can do that feels a lot like playing, but that is actually educational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are different areas of the game that focus on various skill sets and curriculum tie-ins to math, language, and reading.  Some of the lessons are very basic, but they allow my youngest son to reinforce his emerging skills and gives my oldest son a feeling of accomplishment when he can correctly zoom through them.  I also like that the site encourages users to follow directions in a very gentle manner.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the children (or the adults!) play the games they earn money that they can use    &lt;br /&gt;to buy new outfits for the character.  One of the only drawbacks that I've found so far is that the boys enjoy spending a lot of time changing clothes.  Who knew?  Players also earn points which are used to compare their progress to other people who have played in a "Hall of Fame" type setting.  The boys think it's neat, but are much more into the shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For parents, there's also a blog, downloadable games, educational hints and discussion boards that are available.  Not only do they provide tips and tricks, but &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SlyfwVp_m0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/-CdlEBZhw34/s1600-h/land.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SlyfwVp_m0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/-CdlEBZhw34/s320/land.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358333309459864386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they're also a great place to go if you're experiencing any difficulties with the game.  We haven't had any technical issues, but at times the games are a bit slow to load which has more to do with our computer than the site.  I would also strongly recommend not using a laptop unless you have a separate mouse, because it can be a bit challenging to navigate using just the laptop's mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now you're curious and want to try it out.  You can visit the site online for free, but the membership option is very worth it.  The best part?  &lt;a href="http://jumpstart.com"&gt;JumpStart.com&lt;/a&gt; is allowing me to give away a FREE 3-month membership subscription to one lucky blog reader.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how to enter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Leave a comment with why you think this would be great for your family and an email address for me to contact you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can earn one extra entry for each of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.  Follow my blog by clicking on the "Follow" button on the right hand sidebar and leave a comment saying that you have.  If you're already a follower, just leave a comment saying as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b.  Twitter about the contest with a link to this post and @GymMama in the message.  Leave a comment here to tell me you've twittered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c.  Blog about the giveaway and leave a link in the comment section to your blog post.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contest begins on Tuesday, July 13, 2009 and ends Tuesday, July 21, 2009 at 9:00pm.  All entries will be assigned a number in the order that they're posted and the winner will be chosen using a random number generator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!  Now, ready, set....GO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-6245523115163977853?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6245523115163977853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=6245523115163977853' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/6245523115163977853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/6245523115163977853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/07/jump-start-giveaway.html' title='Jump Start Giveaway'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SlyfO0amNqI/AAAAAAAAAOs/qGWHISHPXTo/s72-c/logoandfrankie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-7727494665527425680</id><published>2009-07-05T15:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T15:44:39.384-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='willow creek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blueberries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valley forge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking'/><title type='text'>10th Anniversary, Blueberries, Music &amp; Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SlECKjcmpaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/9iqdfnBlHHY/s1600-h/100_2287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SlECKjcmpaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/9iqdfnBlHHY/s320/100_2287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355063812257392034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was my 10th wedding anniversary!  Mr. GymMama and I are both surprised, in a good way, that 10 years have gone so quickly.  We took the kids to Willow Creek Orchards, a local organic farm, and picked our own blueberries.  SIX pounds of blueberries from four small bushes.  Six pounds is A LOT of blueberries!  But they're delicious and organic and it was FUN!  Normally, we go out to dinner and worry the whole time about the kids.  It's nice, but this year we went to dinner and listened to music.  It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through &lt;a href="http://blockheadradiolive.com"&gt;Blockhead Radio&lt;/a&gt; I'd heard the music of &lt;a href="http://www.reverbnation.com/chrishuff#tab=rich_text"&gt;Chris Huff&lt;/a&gt;, who just happens to be local, and who just happened to be playing at a restaurant about 15 minutes from us on Friday night.  So, guess who we went to see?  Yep, the music was great and it was fun to meet him.  The company of Mr. GymMama was pretty awesome too.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, the 4th of July, we took the kids to a local parade and park where they had music and activities all day.  Here are my guys and Baby Girl waiting for the parade to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SlEBRSvj6eI/AAAAAAAAAOU/rUTDkvqvdcU/s1600-h/100_2305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SlEBRSvj6eI/AAAAAAAAAOU/rUTDkvqvdcU/s320/100_2305.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355062828520958434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fireworks launch about 150 yards from our front door, so all we needed to do was look up to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for a family jaunt this morning to Valley Forge National Park.  We walked about a mile to the Memorial Arch and then back again to the van.  Since it's summer and the high-time for visitors, the park had "soldiers" explaining their outfits and weapons.  There was also a demonstration of the cooking, etc. from some Revolutionary War period garbed men and women.  Baby Girl was a little freaked out when one of the interestingly dressed men spoke to her, but the boys &amp; Mr. GymMama thought it was neat.  Then we went off for ice cream, because no trip is complete without it.  It felt like a mini-vacation ten minutes from home.  What a great morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-7727494665527425680?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7727494665527425680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=7727494665527425680' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/7727494665527425680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/7727494665527425680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/07/10th-anniversary-blueberries-music-ice.html' title='10th Anniversary, Blueberries, Music &amp; Ice Cream'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SlECKjcmpaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/9iqdfnBlHHY/s72-c/100_2287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-3925938301328538475</id><published>2009-06-19T12:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T12:52:17.087-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Super Simple Salad</title><content type='html'>I'm addicted to this salad.  It's not fancy and it's not expensive....it's just fresh and yummy.  It's also easy to make, which if you know me, is probably a good thing.  Sorry there are no pictures, but I ate it all before I thought about blogging it! hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Simple Salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Salad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Fresh spring greens mix (either 1 bag or a bunch)&lt;br /&gt;  1/4 c low-fat shredded Italian cheese mix&lt;br /&gt;  1/2 pint fresh grape tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;  1 carrot, thinly sliced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dressing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  3 T Extra Virgin Olive Oil&lt;br /&gt;  1 T Balsamic Vinegar&lt;br /&gt;  1/2 t salt&lt;br /&gt;  1/2 t pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash and cut the vegetables and put in a large bowl.  In a separate small bowl whisk together dressing ingredients.  Drizzle dressing over vegetables and toss to coat.  Best eaten while sipping fresh-brewed iced tea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-3925938301328538475?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3925938301328538475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=3925938301328538475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/3925938301328538475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/3925938301328538475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/06/super-simple-salad.html' title='Super Simple Salad'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-7053494019654073115</id><published>2009-06-18T23:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:15:39.795-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Follow My BFF...Not Like Stalker Follow...Just Blogger Follow</title><content type='html'>My BFF started a blog tonight.  She's hysterical.  In a good way.  You should really follow her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onemomtwokids.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://onemomtwokids.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-7053494019654073115?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7053494019654073115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=7053494019654073115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/7053494019654073115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/7053494019654073115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/06/follow-my-bffnot-like-stalker.html' title='Follow My BFF...Not Like Stalker Follow...Just Blogger Follow'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-5621456625526754758</id><published>2009-06-15T15:06:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T15:23:06.300-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tennis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking'/><title type='text'>Tennis Camp &amp; Walking - Get Your Game Face On!</title><content type='html'>My oldest son started Tennis Camp today.  3 hours a day, 5 days a week for 7 weeks.  Guess how much it cost??  Guess?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixty bucks.  For the entire seven week camp.  Isn't that awesome?!  Sometimes it pays to live in a town where most of the people are low income.  Go us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as an added bonus it's a 15 minute walk there and a 15 minute walk back - built in exercise!  Wahoo!  Of course, the oldest son asked to be picked up in the van tomorrow because his feet were killing him at the end of the 3 hours.  Poor kid.  He's going to sleep well tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll either be getting 30 or 60 minutes of great walking in 5 days a week.  Wahoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-5621456625526754758?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5621456625526754758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=5621456625526754758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/5621456625526754758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/5621456625526754758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/06/tennis-camp-walking-get-your-game-face.html' title='Tennis Camp &amp; Walking - Get Your Game Face On!'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-1217736935821034950</id><published>2009-06-10T21:39:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:58:52.297-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spandex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking'/><title type='text'>2 Miles of Snakes, Tracks &amp; Spandex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SjBka4YM27I/AAAAAAAAAN4/WFIPIJ-Zpwk/s1600-h/100_2212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SjBka4YM27I/AAAAAAAAAN4/WFIPIJ-Zpwk/s320/100_2212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345883170662046642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and I went for another walk at our local nature park this morning.  It was not raining, thank heavens, for the first time all week and we needed to burn off some energy.  Well, let me rephrase that.  THE BOYS needed to burn off some energy.  I would have been fine curled up on the sofa with a good book and coffee while paying a nanny to corral them.  No, not really, but it was a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we went and walked/they ran 2 miles.  We stopped and admired some fresh animal tracks.  Discussed what type of animal they may have been from and all sorts of school-ish things that made me happy to be homeschooling.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SjBjDfQiFNI/AAAAAAAAANY/nnbVi2cAJF4/s1600-h/100_2194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SjBjDfQiFNI/AAAAAAAAANY/nnbVi2cAJF4/s200/100_2194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345881669270377682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped, had a snack, and discussed other school-ish things....like the slope of the farm land, irrigation, camouflage and animals, the wonderful smell of honeysuckle, poison ivy, composting, trout farms, ant behavior and why overweight people should not wear spandex.  I think that just about covers everything they need to know about walking in public, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SjBkH32tq2I/AAAAAAAAANw/xkxgdXepRws/s1600-h/100_2218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SjBkH32tq2I/AAAAAAAAANw/xkxgdXepRws/s200/100_2218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345882844104076130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also saw an awesome snake who posed ever so nicely for us.  We named him George and promised to visit again some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SjBjusOapSI/AAAAAAAAANo/c7WttMXt3xk/s1600-h/100_2221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SjBjusOapSI/AAAAAAAAANo/c7WttMXt3xk/s200/100_2221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345882411485537570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good walk.  We were all properly energized and slightly sore at the end, but our constant investigation of the nature around us eased the majority of possible discomfort. It's supposed to rain for the next 2 days, so let's hope this helped to curb some of their energy for the next 48 hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-1217736935821034950?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1217736935821034950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=1217736935821034950' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/1217736935821034950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/1217736935821034950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/06/2-miles-of-snakes-tracks-spandex.html' title='2 Miles of Snakes, Tracks &amp; Spandex'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SjBka4YM27I/AAAAAAAAAN4/WFIPIJ-Zpwk/s72-c/100_2212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-2412430626694830139</id><published>2009-06-03T21:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:27:05.006-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flaw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Women's One Flaw</title><content type='html'>This came to me from a friend who I have known since childhood, but whom I rarely see or talk with.  She's one of those friends who I can easily pick up with no matter how long it has been.  And whether she knows it or not, I thank God for her every single day.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One Flaw In Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women have strengths that amaze men.&lt;br /&gt;They bear hardships and they carry burdens,&lt;br /&gt;but they hold happiness, love and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They smile when they want to scream.&lt;br /&gt;They sing when they want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;They cry when they are happy&lt;br /&gt;and laugh when they are nervous.&lt;br /&gt;They fight for what they believe in.&lt;br /&gt;They stand up to injustice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't take "no" for an answer&lt;br /&gt;when they believe there is a better solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They go without so their family can have.&lt;br /&gt;They go to the doctor with a frightened friend. &lt;br /&gt;They love unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;They cry when their children excel&lt;br /&gt;and cheer when their friends get awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are happy when they hear about&lt;br /&gt;a birth or a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Their hearts break when a friend dies.&lt;br /&gt;They grieve at the loss of a family member,&lt;br /&gt;yet they are strong when they&lt;br /&gt;think there is no strength left.&lt;br /&gt;They know that a hug and a kiss&lt;br /&gt;can heal a broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you&lt;br /&gt;to show how much they care about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart of a woman is what&lt;br /&gt;makes the world keep turning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They bring joy, hope and love.&lt;br /&gt;They have compassion and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;They give moral support to their&lt;br /&gt;family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women have vital things to say&lt;br /&gt;and everything to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN,&lt;br /&gt;IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-2412430626694830139?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2412430626694830139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=2412430626694830139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/2412430626694830139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/2412430626694830139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/06/womens-one-flaw.html' title='Women&apos;s One Flaw'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-884819068071796343</id><published>2009-05-28T10:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T10:39:43.401-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pool is Up!</title><content type='html'>We had a great visit this past weekend with my best friend and her children.  The kids all got along and, although it was hectic, we managed to play, swim, eat and sleep.  I wish I had taken more pictures, but things were so busy I just didn't.  Here are some of the boys taking their first swim in the pool though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Sh6hgN39LkI/AAAAAAAAANQ/h1un-bgDsmg/s1600-h/100_2143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Sh6hgN39LkI/AAAAAAAAANQ/h1un-bgDsmg/s400/100_2143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340883782960229954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Sh6hf556k_I/AAAAAAAAANI/9MhAXVnbBIU/s1600-h/100_2142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Sh6hf556k_I/AAAAAAAAANI/9MhAXVnbBIU/s400/100_2142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340883777599738866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Sh6hfix1p_I/AAAAAAAAANA/sQCirxWLeaA/s1600-h/100_2141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Sh6hfix1p_I/AAAAAAAAANA/sQCirxWLeaA/s400/100_2141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340883771391846386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a purely promotional note, my &lt;a href="http://www.handmadenews.org/article/index.php?id=1093"&gt;Craft Show Safety&lt;/a&gt; article made the front page of HandmadeNews.org today!  Wahoo!  Go me! Can you check it out, vote it up and leave a comment for me?  Please?  Pretty please?  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-884819068071796343?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/884819068071796343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=884819068071796343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/884819068071796343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/884819068071796343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/05/pool-is-up.html' title='The Pool is Up!'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Sh6hgN39LkI/AAAAAAAAANQ/h1un-bgDsmg/s72-c/100_2143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-7204237724673010883</id><published>2009-05-19T13:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T16:51:38.383-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handmade news'/><title type='text'>Your Sister Has An Enchanting Mustache</title><content type='html'>Wouldn't this make the perfect gift?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/05/your-sister-has-enchanting-mustache.html' title='Your Sister Has An Enchanting Mustache'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-1105186834393045986</id><published>2009-05-19T12:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T13:43:00.056-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handmade news'/><title type='text'>Which Star Trek Character Are YOU?</title><content type='html'>I'm Captain Kirk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-1105186834393045986?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.handmadenews.org/article/index.php?id=1007' title='Which Star Trek Character Are YOU?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1105186834393045986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=1105186834393045986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/1105186834393045986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/1105186834393045986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/05/which-star-trek-character-are-you.html' title='Which Star Trek Character Are YOU?'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-1411146495596557942</id><published>2009-05-17T14:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T14:15:00.884-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handmade news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>You Know You Want To...</title><content type='html'>show my articles some love that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first three articles are up on &lt;a href="http://www.handmadenews.org/columnist/index.php?aid=229"&gt;HandmadeNews.org&lt;/a&gt;!  Have you read them yet?  If you haven't please hop on over and take a peek.  Vote 'em up and leave a comment!  I'd love to hear from you!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday's article will be a great recipe for homemade dog treats.  Kato, my dog pony, tested them thoroughly and agrees that the recipe is a winner.  Thanks, Kato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, be sure to visit my friend and fellow columnist, &lt;a href="http://www.handmadenews.org/columnist/index.php?aid=232"&gt;Heather Mewis'&lt;/a&gt;, articles.  She working on an exciting one for next week that will help you identify your crafting personality.  It's sure to be a hoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, after you read my articles take a peek at all of the great articles on &lt;a href="http://www.handmadenews.org/article/index.php?id=730"&gt;HandmadeNews.org&lt;/a&gt;.  You'll get lots of tips and tricks, inspiration and insight, and, as always, a chuckle or two from the &lt;a href="http://www.handmadenews.org/article/index.php?id=730"&gt;Just For Fun department&lt;/a&gt;.  We do what we can to lighten the mood.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And an extra special thank you to the fine folks at &lt;a href="http://yourgreatestprotection.com"&gt;YourGreatestProtection.com&lt;/a&gt; for advertising on my page!  You guys rock!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-1411146495596557942?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1411146495596557942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=1411146495596557942' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/1411146495596557942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/1411146495596557942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-know-you-want-to.html' title='You Know You Want To...'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-775565077536467161</id><published>2009-05-16T22:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T22:14:53.389-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking'/><title type='text'>We're Walking!</title><content type='html'>We started our Walk Across America program this week.  I'm joining my mom and her older sister, aka, my aunt.  My mom and I decided that maybe calling one another at 6am every morning was not going to be the best plan.  Things might happen, like we oversleep, or in some cases, just catch up on sleep.  No, the 6am wake-up call was just too much pressure and way too early.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the kids and I went for a couple of walks at our local parks.  There's one that's particularly fun and although there is no play equipment the boys love the natural surroundings.  We spent some time discussing and watching caterpillars, bird watching, and talking about irrigation.  It was a solid day of lessons and exercise.   Did I mention the boys ran almost the entire two miles?  Where they get the energy is beyond me.  I thought for sure they'd want a long nap that afternoon.  Apparently, I was mistaken.  I was ready for a nap, but they were ready to play.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from our jaunt.  As you can see, I am, for some reason, having fun taking pictures of flowers lately.  Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Sg9yway2v7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/yyaYoBscGiw/s1600-h/brothers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Sg9yway2v7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/yyaYoBscGiw/s400/brothers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336610259609239474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Sg9ywfnKiJI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4uX1cjl4CPg/s1600-h/100_2115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Sg9ywfnKiJI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4uX1cjl4CPg/s400/100_2115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336610260902381714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Sg9ywEu5fjI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Kap0xsL4NXQ/s1600-h/100_2107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Sg9ywEu5fjI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Kap0xsL4NXQ/s400/100_2107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336610253687062066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Sg9ywISJ_aI/AAAAAAAAAMg/i2cwaFNfY6Y/s1600-h/purpleflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 375px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Sg9ywISJ_aI/AAAAAAAAAMg/i2cwaFNfY6Y/s400/purpleflower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336610254640250274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-775565077536467161?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/775565077536467161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=775565077536467161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/775565077536467161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/775565077536467161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/05/were-walking.html' title='We&apos;re Walking!'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/Sg9yway2v7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/yyaYoBscGiw/s72-c/brothers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-8333912542197633198</id><published>2009-05-11T13:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T13:12:09.962-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handmade news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunflower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>What's All The Buzz About?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.handmadenews.org/article/index.php?id=839"&gt;Read more about The Great Sunflower Project on HandmadeNews.org.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We participate and so can you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-8333912542197633198?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.handmadenews.org/article/index.php?id=839' title='What&apos;s All The Buzz About?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8333912542197633198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=8333912542197633198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/8333912542197633198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/8333912542197633198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-all-buzz-about.html' title='What&apos;s All The Buzz About?'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-1212040473381911424</id><published>2009-05-11T09:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T09:47:18.537-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park'/><title type='text'>Pics from the Park</title><content type='html'>We spent some quality time at the park this weekend for as long as we could stand the heat and glaring sun.  It was a beautiful day, but very, very warm for May.  Since our kids are pretty much translucent, they were looking like heat-exhausted lobsters (even with a generous slathering of sunscreen!) after about 15 minutes.  Here are some pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SggrvtXoFGI/AAAAAAAAAMU/iEqMcYLHzU4/s1600-h/100_2088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SggrvtXoFGI/AAAAAAAAAMU/iEqMcYLHzU4/s400/100_2088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334561857252889698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SggrvUNBArI/AAAAAAAAAMM/finooQFKk7U/s1600-h/100_2085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SggrvUNBArI/AAAAAAAAAMM/finooQFKk7U/s400/100_2085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334561850497499826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SggrvWb5VPI/AAAAAAAAAME/jH1wpBgxExc/s1600-h/100_2084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SggrvWb5VPI/AAAAAAAAAME/jH1wpBgxExc/s400/100_2084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334561851096782066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-1212040473381911424?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1212040473381911424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=1212040473381911424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/1212040473381911424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/1212040473381911424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/05/pics-from-park.html' title='Pics from the Park'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SggrvtXoFGI/AAAAAAAAAMU/iEqMcYLHzU4/s72-c/100_2088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-3541406914825570036</id><published>2009-05-09T19:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:03:04.519-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisteria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dandelions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='backyard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lilacs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Wisteria, Lilacs and Dandelions</title><content type='html'>I took some good shots of the things growing in our backyard yesterday.  Wisteria that's almost a hundred years old, lilacs that are just starting to bless us with their sweet smell and the perfectly delicate dandelion.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SgYZgqcnnJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/jyOi2l2HsTs/s1600-h/wisteriaandlilaccollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SgYZgqcnnJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/jyOi2l2HsTs/s400/wisteriaandlilaccollage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333978857607765138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-3541406914825570036?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3541406914825570036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=3541406914825570036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/3541406914825570036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/3541406914825570036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/05/wisteria-lilacs-and-dandelions.html' title='Wisteria, Lilacs and Dandelions'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SgYZgqcnnJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/jyOi2l2HsTs/s72-c/wisteriaandlilaccollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-7644265991399845955</id><published>2009-05-06T23:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T09:50:29.896-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handmade news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>HandmadeNews.org Launch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://handmadenews.org"&gt;Handmade News&lt;/a&gt; launches Thursday at 8am!!  Go visit!!!  (did I add enough exclamation points to convince you?)  !!!!!!!!!  (how about now?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:  Er, okay, well, I guess it's just the soft launch and since it didn't happen at 8am EST, maybe 8am MST?  ummm....I'll keep you posted.  But hey!  Ad prices are AWESOME!!  Only $4 for 5K clicks I think I read.  You may want to double check that, but it's awesome and you definitely want to advertise on my page.  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-7644265991399845955?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7644265991399845955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=7644265991399845955' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/7644265991399845955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/7644265991399845955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/05/handmadenewsorg-launch.html' title='HandmadeNews.org Launch!'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-279469672888236686</id><published>2009-05-05T13:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:46:38.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Body Mechanics, Kids Clothes and Handmade News</title><content type='html'>We had our &lt;a href="http://LittleAngelsConsignment.com"&gt;church's children's consignment sale&lt;/a&gt; this weekend.  It's always a production, but after 5 sales I've got a routine going that makes things run smoother.  Thank heavens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had taken off of work during the days, but had forgotten to request off on Saturday and Sunday nights.  That, let me just tell you, was a bummer.  And apparently, there was no love for me while I was gone, because I had 6 residents each night.  That's a lot of lifting and bending and twisting and turning.  By Monday morning I was sore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the muscle strain and neck pain that I've been getting these last few months is related to work actually.  Work and working on my laptop while sitting on the sofa.  Definitely not good body mechanics going on in this body.  I'll have to work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an entirely different note, &lt;a href="http://handmadenews.org"&gt;HandmadeNews.org&lt;/a&gt; is going to launch this week.  I think tomorrow actually.  I have two articles submitted, so we'll see what happens and when they'll post.  I'll let you know.  I'm really excited about writing for them and can't believe they picked me.  I feel very special.  Seriously, I do.  Go me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is just a bonus.  It's my dad and my youngest son playing video games together.  They crack me up.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SgB7NlAqH1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/wEvRM1NS0zM/s1600-h/poppopandgabe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SgB7NlAqH1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/wEvRM1NS0zM/s320/poppopandgabe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332397432010055506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-279469672888236686?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/279469672888236686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=279469672888236686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/279469672888236686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/279469672888236686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/05/body-mechanics-kids-clothes-and.html' title='Body Mechanics, Kids Clothes and Handmade News'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DSZfDdkYy4/SgB7NlAqH1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/wEvRM1NS0zM/s72-c/poppopandgabe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-7215431131590835849</id><published>2009-05-01T12:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T12:37:10.363-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muscles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cna'/><title type='text'>Dead Weight</title><content type='html'>The thing that I love about working with the elderly is that they are, for the most part, blatantly honest.  Why lie when you're 97 and just don't give a hoot anymore about what people think?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was transporting residents up and down in the elevator to and from dinner.  One of the ladies who is still aware and sassy to say the least looked at me and said, "You've got muscles!"  Her surprise was evident and quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed and flexed my arms to the delight of the other commuters.  "I do!" I said.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That must be because you have to lift all this dead weight.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dead weight&lt;/span&gt;.  Get it?" she chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-7215431131590835849?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7215431131590835849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=7215431131590835849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/7215431131590835849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/7215431131590835849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/05/dead-weight.html' title='Dead Weight'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-1000068353947543984</id><published>2009-04-30T16:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T16:32:57.054-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handmade news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GymMama.net'/><title type='text'>Updates Galore</title><content type='html'>You'd think that when you put up a bunch of updates to auto-update that they'd actually do said task and not just disappear.  Apparently, I was mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, faithful blog readers, I do apologize, because I thought you had been reading my updates and alas, no such updates have been posting.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Please&lt;/span&gt; don't stop following.  I love you all.  Really.  Even the snarky one who thinks he knows more about exercising than me.  You know who you are, snarky man.  Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... the MS Walk was this past Sunday and &lt;a href="http://gymmama.net"&gt;Team Gym Mama&lt;/a&gt; raised well over $400.  Go us!  It was also nice to see and chat with two friends that I went to high school with who I haven't seen &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;since&lt;/span&gt; high school.  Seriously, I don't think we've changed that much at all.  Which is actually a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I got a new pair of headphones to work with my cell phone!  Wahoo!  Except that I woke up in the middle of the night and realized that they're just earphones.  No microphone piece.  Laugh all you want.  Actually, it is pretty funny and I chuckle every time I think about it.  So, we've decided, my mom and I that is, that we'll just put the phones on speakerphone.  Like that shouldn't have been our first option, right?  I luck out in the deal, because I'll be slaving away in the basement alone on the treadmill and she'll actually be out in the open.  It's going to look like she's talking to herself.  Poor mom.  I suggested that maybe my dad could go with her.  You know, drive alongside her drinking his coffee in the golf cart while she walks.  Moral support; it's the foundation of their marriage.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another big wahoo, because I was selected to be a columnist for &lt;a href="http://handmadenews.org"&gt;HandmadeNews.org&lt;/a&gt;!  I'll be posting in the "Just For Fun" section and now I'm having anxiety that I'm not anywhere near fun enough to be posting in a "fun" section.  What's a girl to do?  I'll let you know when I post articles so you can all zoom on over and read them.  It will be the highlight of your day.  Well, after reading my snarky humor here anyway.  Oh, and more importantly, you'll be able to buy ad space on my page!  That's a BIG wahoo!  You don't need to be in the handmade community for ad space either.  So, if you sell something like, oh I don't know, let's say &lt;a href="http://yourgreatestprotection.com"&gt;pepper spray&lt;/a&gt; (*wink, wink* to the hometeam!), for example, you could post an ad!  "Stay safe while doing craft shows - Tase 'Em!" See? This column will be a piece of cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there's more I had to share with you, but I have to head out to work.  I'll ramble more tomorrow.  Thanks for reading, and again, apologies for the missed days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-1000068353947543984?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1000068353947543984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=1000068353947543984' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/1000068353947543984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/1000068353947543984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/04/updates-galore.html' title='Updates Galore'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-916549185242577645.post-6063581244043526424</id><published>2009-04-25T22:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:55:49.348-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cell phone'/><title type='text'>Ha Ha Ha!</title><content type='html'>You know me enough by now to know that nothing is ever super easy, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's dilemma?  The headphones won't work on our cell phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason...that just cracks. me. up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/916549185242577645-6063581244043526424?l=confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6063581244043526424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=916549185242577645&amp;postID=6063581244043526424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/6063581244043526424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/916549185242577645/posts/default/6063581244043526424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofagymmama.blogspot.com/2009/04/ha-ha-ha.html' title='Ha Ha Ha!'/><author><name>Gym Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821303263043734397</uri><email>GymMama@GymMama.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11977226195649516535'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>