<?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-34701148</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:09:19.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronic Chaos</title><subtitle type='html'>Chaos (derived from the Greek Χάος, Khaos) typically refers to unpredictability.  ~Wikipedia</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34701148.post-3309860747506304691</id><published>2007-01-18T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T10:59:36.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crappy morning brought to you by Kellogg's</title><content type='html'>Poptarts should make breakfast easier, right???  Jocelyn wanted her special Barbie Poptarts because "if you lick the girls they taste real good" so there was a bit of panic this morning when I opened her package to find 2 poptarts with the phrase "Barbie Fairytopia" written on them and no girls.  Normally a fit would be thrown if anyone even thought about asking for her special Barbie Poptarts but thankfully Raleigh had just asked about what flavor these were so I was able to pass them off to him without any tears.  I carefully opened the next package and gave a sigh of relief when I saw Barbie girls on both Poptarts.  Then, Liam's Poptart was broken when I opened the package and he's really picky about things like that so there was a little bit of upset about that but I distracted him with a tangerine and he got over it until...  he dropped the smallest piece of the poptart on the floor and went nutso on me when I threw it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, the day has improved already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34701148-3309860747506304691?l=chronicchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3309860747506304691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34701148&amp;postID=3309860747506304691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/3309860747506304691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/3309860747506304691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/2007/01/crappy-morning-brought-to-you-by.html' title='Crappy morning brought to you by Kellogg&apos;s'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34701148.post-6067354615679072445</id><published>2006-12-13T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T09:37:15.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've seen 117/240 movies</title><content type='html'>SUPPOSEDLY if you've seen over 85 movies, you have no life. Mark the ones you've seen. There are 240 movies on this list. Put your score in header and re-post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;br /&gt;(x) Grease&lt;br /&gt;(x) Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;br /&gt;() Boondock Saint&lt;br /&gt;() Fight Club&lt;br /&gt;(x) Starsky and Hutch&lt;br /&gt;(x)Neverending Story&lt;br /&gt;(x) Blazing Saddles&lt;br /&gt;(x) Airplane&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Princess Bride&lt;br /&gt;(x) Anchorman&lt;br /&gt;(x) Napoleon Dynamite&lt;br /&gt;(x) Labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;() Saw II&lt;br /&gt;() White Noise&lt;br /&gt;(x) White Oleander&lt;br /&gt;(x) Anger Management&lt;br /&gt;(x) 50 First Dates&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Princess Diaries&lt;br /&gt;() The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement&lt;br /&gt;Total: 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scream&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scream 2&lt;br /&gt;() Scream 3&lt;br /&gt;() Scary Movie&lt;br /&gt;() Scary Movie 2&lt;br /&gt;() Scary Movie 3&lt;br /&gt;() Scary Movie 4&lt;br /&gt;(x) American Pie&lt;br /&gt;(x) American Pie 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) American Wedding&lt;br /&gt;(x) American Pie Band Camp&lt;br /&gt;Total: 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 1&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 4&lt;br /&gt;() Resident Evil 1&lt;br /&gt;() Resident Evil 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Wedding Singer&lt;br /&gt;() Little Black Book&lt;br /&gt;() The Village&lt;br /&gt;() Lilo &amp; Stitch&lt;br /&gt;Total: 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Finding Nemo&lt;br /&gt;() Finding Neverland&lt;br /&gt;() Signs&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Grinch&lt;br /&gt;() Texas Chainsaw Massacre&lt;br /&gt;() White Chicks&lt;br /&gt;() Butterfly Effect&lt;br /&gt;() 13 Going on 30&lt;br /&gt;() I, Robot&lt;br /&gt;(x) Robots&lt;br /&gt;Total: 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story&lt;br /&gt;() Universal Soldier&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lemony Snicket: A Series Of Unfortunate Events&lt;br /&gt;(x) Along Came Polly&lt;br /&gt;() Deep Impact&lt;br /&gt;(x) KingPin&lt;br /&gt;() Never Been Kissed&lt;br /&gt;(x) Meet The Parents&lt;br /&gt;(x) Meet the Fockers&lt;br /&gt;() Eight Crazy Nights&lt;br /&gt;() Joe Dirt&lt;br /&gt;(x)KING KONG&lt;br /&gt;Total: 36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() A Cinderella Story&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Terminal&lt;br /&gt;() The Lizzie McGuire Movie&lt;br /&gt;() Passport to Paris&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dumb &amp;amp; Dumber&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dumber &amp; Dumberer&lt;br /&gt;() Final Destination&lt;br /&gt;() Final Destination 2&lt;br /&gt;() Final Destination 3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Halloween&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Ring&lt;br /&gt;() The Ring 2&lt;br /&gt;() Surviving X-MAS&lt;br /&gt;(x) Flubber&lt;br /&gt;Total: 41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harold &amp;amp; Kumar Go To White Castle&lt;br /&gt;() Practical Magic&lt;br /&gt;() Chicago&lt;br /&gt;() Ghost Ship&lt;br /&gt;() From Hell&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hellboy&lt;br /&gt;() The Secret Window&lt;br /&gt;(x) I Am Sam&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Whole Nine Yards&lt;br /&gt;() The Whole Ten Yards&lt;br /&gt;Total: 45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() The Day After Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;(x) Child's Play&lt;br /&gt;() Seed of Chucky&lt;br /&gt;() Bride of Chucky&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ten Things I Hate About You&lt;br /&gt;() Just Married&lt;br /&gt;() Gothika&lt;br /&gt;(x) Nightmare on Elm Street&lt;br /&gt;(x) Sixteen Candles&lt;br /&gt;() Remember the Titans&lt;br /&gt;() Coach Carter&lt;br /&gt;() The Grudge&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Mask&lt;br /&gt;() Son Of The Mask&lt;br /&gt;Total: 54&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Bad Boys 2&lt;br /&gt;() Joy Ride&lt;br /&gt;() Lucky Number Slevin&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ocean's Eleven&lt;br /&gt;() Ocean's Twelve&lt;br /&gt;() Bourne Identity&lt;br /&gt;() Lone Star&lt;br /&gt;(x) Bedazzled&lt;br /&gt;() Predator&lt;br /&gt;() Predator II&lt;br /&gt;() The Fog&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ice Age&lt;br /&gt;() Ice Age 2: The Meltdown&lt;br /&gt;(x) Curious George&lt;br /&gt;Total: 58&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Independence Day&lt;br /&gt;(x) Cujo&lt;br /&gt;() A Bronx Tale&lt;br /&gt;() Darkness Falls&lt;br /&gt;(x) Christine&lt;br /&gt;(x) ET&lt;br /&gt;(x) Children of the Corn&lt;br /&gt;() My Bosses Daughter&lt;br /&gt;(x) Maid in Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;() Frailty&lt;br /&gt;(x) War of the Worlds&lt;br /&gt;(x) Rush Hour&lt;br /&gt;(x) Rush Hour 2&lt;br /&gt;Total: 67&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Best Bet&lt;br /&gt;(x) She's All That&lt;br /&gt;(x) Calendar Girls&lt;br /&gt;() Sideways&lt;br /&gt;(x) Mars Attacks&lt;br /&gt;() Event Horizon&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ever After&lt;br /&gt;(x) Wizard of Oz&lt;br /&gt;(x) Forrest Gump&lt;br /&gt;(x) Big Trouble in Little China&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Terminator&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Terminator 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Terminator 3&lt;br /&gt;Total: 77&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) X-Men&lt;br /&gt;(x) X2&lt;br /&gt;() X-3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Spider-Man&lt;br /&gt;(x) Spider-Man 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Sky High&lt;br /&gt;() Jeepers Creepers&lt;br /&gt;() Jeepers Creepers 2:&lt;br /&gt;(x) Catch Me If You Can&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Little Mermaid&lt;br /&gt;(x) Freaky Friday&lt;br /&gt;() Reign of Fire&lt;br /&gt;() Equilibrium&lt;br /&gt;() The Skulls&lt;br /&gt;() Cruel Intentions&lt;br /&gt;() Cruel Intentions 2&lt;br /&gt;() The Hot Chick&lt;br /&gt;(x) Shrek&lt;br /&gt;(x) Shrek 2&lt;br /&gt;Total: 87&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Swimfan&lt;br /&gt;(x) Miracle on 34th street&lt;br /&gt;(x) Old School&lt;br /&gt;() The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;() K-Pax&lt;br /&gt;() Krippendorf's Tribe&lt;br /&gt;(x) A Walk to Remember&lt;br /&gt;() Ice Castles&lt;br /&gt;() Boogeyman&lt;br /&gt;(x) The 40-year-old-virgin&lt;br /&gt;Total: 91&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings Fellowship of the Ring&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings The Two Towers&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings Return Of the King&lt;br /&gt;(x) Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark&lt;br /&gt;(x) Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom&lt;br /&gt;(x) Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade&lt;br /&gt;Total: 97&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Baseketball&lt;br /&gt;() Hostel&lt;br /&gt;() Waiting for Guffman&lt;br /&gt;() House of 1000 Corpses&lt;br /&gt;() Devils Rejects&lt;br /&gt;(x) Elf&lt;br /&gt;() Highlander&lt;br /&gt;() Mothman Prophecies&lt;br /&gt;() American History X&lt;br /&gt;()Three Amigos&lt;br /&gt;Total: 98&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() The Jacket&lt;br /&gt;() Kung Fu Hustle&lt;br /&gt;() Shaolin Soccer&lt;br /&gt;() Night Watch&lt;br /&gt;() Monster&lt;br /&gt;(x) Titanic&lt;br /&gt;(x) Monty Python and the Holy Grail&lt;br /&gt;() Dawn Of the Dead&lt;br /&gt;() Willard&lt;br /&gt;Total: 100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() High Tension&lt;br /&gt;() Club Dread&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hulk&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hook&lt;br /&gt;(x) Chronicles of Narnia the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;() 28 days&lt;br /&gt;() Orgazmo&lt;br /&gt;() Phantasm&lt;br /&gt;(x) Waterworld&lt;br /&gt;Total: 104&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Kill Bill vol 1&lt;br /&gt;() Kill Bill vol 2&lt;br /&gt;() Mortal Kombat&lt;br /&gt;() Mortal Kombat: Annihilation&lt;br /&gt;() Wolf Creek&lt;br /&gt;() Kingdom of Heaven&lt;br /&gt;() The Hills Have Eyes&lt;br /&gt;() I Spit on Your Grave&lt;br /&gt;() The Last House on the Left&lt;br /&gt;() Re-Animator&lt;br /&gt;(x) Army of Darkness&lt;br /&gt;Total: 106&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. I The Phantom Menace&lt;br /&gt;(x)Star Wars Ep. II Attack of the Clones&lt;br /&gt;(x)Star Wars Ep. III Revenge of the Sith&lt;br /&gt;(x)Star Wars Ep. IV A New Hope&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. V The Empire Strikes Back&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. VI Return of the Jedi&lt;br /&gt;() Ewoks Caravan Of Courage&lt;br /&gt;() Ewoks The Battle For Endor&lt;br /&gt;Total: 112&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x)The Matrix&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Matrix Reloaded&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Matrix Revolutions&lt;br /&gt;() Animatrix&lt;br /&gt;() Evil Dead&lt;br /&gt;() Evil Dead 2&lt;br /&gt;() Team America World Police&lt;br /&gt;() Red Dragon&lt;br /&gt;(x)Silence of the Lambs&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hannibal&lt;br /&gt;Total: 117&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;This was fun. Thanks for helping me to realize what a loser I am Jiffer. I did get some good reminders of some movies that I need to netflix.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Can Netflix be used as a verb now??? Hey wait it's my blog and I can do whatever I want. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Edited to add:  I realize that there aren't a total of 240 but that's what it was supposed to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34701148-6067354615679072445?l=chronicchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6067354615679072445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34701148&amp;postID=6067354615679072445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/6067354615679072445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/6067354615679072445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-seen-117240-movies.html' title='I&apos;ve seen 117/240 movies'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34701148.post-4348469441525032055</id><published>2006-12-01T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T22:56:18.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must quit drinking beer</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how totally tipsy I am from drinking 2.5 &lt;a href="http://us.redstripebeer.com/home"&gt;Red Stripe beers &lt;/a&gt;(quickly, I must add).  The .5 is from my generous DH who sees how much fun I'm having even though there's no more beer in the frideg.   Work wasn't bad tonight but it was work anyway.  I better go for now 'cause it's taking forever to type this because even though I'm tipsy, I'm still anal about spelling and punctuation. WTF??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34701148-4348469441525032055?l=chronicchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4348469441525032055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34701148&amp;postID=4348469441525032055' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/4348469441525032055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/4348469441525032055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/2006/12/must-quit-drinking-beer.html' title='Must quit drinking beer'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34701148.post-5297718462021139990</id><published>2006-11-30T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T20:33:51.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four things meme</title><content type='html'>This meme brought to you by the letter &lt;a href="http://jifferhorn.livejournal.com/"&gt;J&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four jobs I have had in my life:&lt;br /&gt;1. Gas station cashier&lt;br /&gt;2. Front desk attendant at male athletic dorm in college (can we say hot, sweaty hunks)&lt;br /&gt;3. Post office worker in university post office (boy can you learn alot about people by the catalogs, magazines, and mail they receive)&lt;br /&gt;4. Medical Technologist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four movies I have watched over and over:&lt;br /&gt;1. Waterboy&lt;br /&gt;2. Pretty Woman&lt;br /&gt;3. The Wedding Singer&lt;br /&gt;4. Just about every Disney movie ever (not always by my choice... 5 kids, enough said)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I have lived:&lt;br /&gt;1. Plaquemine, Louisiana&lt;br /&gt;2. Natchitoches, Louisiana&lt;br /&gt;3. Cave City, Arkansas&lt;br /&gt;4. Zachary, Louisiana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV shows I love to watch or have been addicted to:&lt;br /&gt;1. Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;2. Heroes&lt;br /&gt;3. King of Queens&lt;br /&gt;4. Seinfeld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I have been on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;1. Houston, Texas (to see the Mets play the Astros a few times)&lt;br /&gt;2. Cruise to Jamaica, Grand Cayman, and Cozumel&lt;br /&gt;3. Disney World&lt;br /&gt;4. California (camping in the redwood forests, lots of amusement parks, Monterey aquarium, San Fransico, Alcatraz Island, lots of fun... spent about a month with some relatives)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four of my favorite foods:&lt;br /&gt;1. Shrimp Fajita Quesadilla at Los Bravos&lt;br /&gt;2. Dark Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;3. Blue Bell Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;4. Reese's Peanut Butter Cup Blast from Sonic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I would rather be right now:&lt;br /&gt;1. In bed sleeping&lt;br /&gt;2. In bed sleeping&lt;br /&gt;3. In bed sleeping&lt;br /&gt;4. Did I already say In bed sleeping  (ok I'm tired)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four people who will respond:&lt;br /&gt;Nobody reads the blog so I'm going to guess that nobody will respond.&lt;br /&gt;Any lurkers out there, feel free to prove me wrong.  Come on.  PLEASE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34701148-5297718462021139990?l=chronicchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5297718462021139990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34701148&amp;postID=5297718462021139990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/5297718462021139990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/5297718462021139990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/2006/11/four-things-meme.html' title='Four things meme'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34701148.post-116432201141681674</id><published>2006-11-23T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T14:46:51.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>I am such a lucky girl to have the best husband anyone could have and 5 wonderful kids. I am so very thankful for all of my family and friends. I am truly blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thank you !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34701148-116432201141681674?l=chronicchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/116432201141681674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34701148&amp;postID=116432201141681674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/116432201141681674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/116432201141681674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34701148.post-116364795016997147</id><published>2006-11-15T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T19:38:07.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a gorilla today</title><content type='html'>No silly people. Not a &lt;a href="http://tr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Resim:Male_silverback_Gorilla.JPG"&gt;gorilla&lt;/a&gt; but a &lt;a href="http://www.homedepot.com/prel80/HDUS/EN_US/jsearch/product.jsp?pn=100064251"&gt;gorilla&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought some new drip pans for my stove since Flylady is going well and the kitchen has been looking so nice that I thought that I deserved them.  The ones that were in the kitchen when we bought the house were old and yucky and no matter how hard I tried I could never get them to look very good so there I tossed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was off of work today and DH stayed home with me and the 3 youngest kids so we went shopping and hung out and had a great day overall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34701148-116364795016997147?l=chronicchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/116364795016997147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34701148&amp;postID=116364795016997147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/116364795016997147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/116364795016997147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-got-gorilla-today.html' title='I got a gorilla today'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34701148.post-116360571940018684</id><published>2006-11-15T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T07:48:39.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I promise I'm still here</title><content type='html'>I've just been way busy lately but I'm still here.  I got on the &lt;a href="http://www.flylady.net"&gt;Flylady&lt;/a&gt; bandwagon again with Bobbi and am hoping that I can stick with it this time.  There's alot of clutter that I need to get out of the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34701148-116360571940018684?l=chronicchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/116360571940018684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34701148&amp;postID=116360571940018684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/116360571940018684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/116360571940018684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-promise-im-still-here.html' title='I promise I&apos;m still here'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34701148.post-115931317712886296</id><published>2006-10-23T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T17:40:05.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do broken cookies count???</title><content type='html'>This &lt;a href="http://www.weightwatchers.com/Util/lnd/index_39V.aspx"&gt;Weight Watchers &lt;/a&gt;thing is tough sometimes.  Like right now... tough.  I think that broken cookies (or pretzels or other bite sized items) shouldn't count.  Surely there must be some affect on the calorie content when they break.  What's really bad is that if this were true I can envision myself with a heavy object beating the calories out of the &lt;a href="http://www.nabiscoworld.com/Chipsahoy/"&gt;Chips Ahoy&lt;/a&gt; that are calling my name from the pantry.  I wanna eat a cookie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34701148-115931317712886296?l=chronicchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115931317712886296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34701148&amp;postID=115931317712886296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/115931317712886296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/115931317712886296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/2006/10/do-broken-cookies-count.html' title='Do broken cookies count???'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34701148.post-116096987649595136</id><published>2006-10-15T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T17:22:45.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombies, zombies everywhere</title><content type='html'>Well, we didn't get to go to the Zombie Farm on Saturday night because Clair had a case of bad attitude (brought on by the ihateeverything teenage years). She didn't even know that we were going to go because I was planning to surprise her anyway. I just can't justify rewarding bad attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did however get to go tonight. I don't do scary usually. I just went because I knew she wanted to go. I got ticked off at the ticket counter because I printed a coupon from their website for $2 off admission and when I gave it to the ticket guy he said that I needed two copies of it in order to get two discounts which I think is ridiculous considering all I had to do was print it from my computer. Anyway... we go into the first door and two "hogs" jump out to scare us. Then the guide told us to go through the next door which we did but when he went to close the door behind us Clair went freaky on me and said that she wasn't going to go in without him. I tried to talk her into it but she absolutely refused. She decided maybe she doesn't do scary either. So, we go out to the van to leave after paying $16 and not even going in. I call her dad to tell him we're headed home and I ask him to talk to her about it and she decided to go in again. We went back in and she actually enjoyed it. I tried not to pay too much attention to things since I don't do scary but it was well done if that's what you like. It had a theme of an old lady at the front door asking you to help find her children and scary kids really creep me out. I always got creeped out by &lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1800046857/info"&gt;Children of the Corn&lt;/a&gt; when I saw it too. It's just something about the whole creepy kid thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34701148-116096987649595136?l=chronicchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/116096987649595136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34701148&amp;postID=116096987649595136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/116096987649595136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/116096987649595136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/2006/10/zombies-zombies-everywhere.html' title='Zombies, zombies everywhere'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34701148.post-116086552697262234</id><published>2006-10-14T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T15:38:46.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too tired to knit???</title><content type='html'>I was so tired last night when I sat down to knit and watch &lt;a href="http://www.startrek.com/startrek/view/series/DS9/"&gt;ST:DS9 &lt;/a&gt;that I fell asleep before we even finished 1 episode and I only knit about 3 rows on the baby bib I'm making from &lt;a href="http://www.masondixonknitting.com/"&gt;Mason-Dixon Knitting&lt;/a&gt;.  How could I have been too tired to knit?  I fall asleep all the time trying to watch TV and movies but usually I don't fall asleep knitting.  It isn't very safe either... can you imagine the ringer that the police would put my husband through if he tried to explain how I strangled myself "accidentally" while he was sitting not 3 feet away from me on the sofa.  Not only the stangulation hazard but I could've even put my eye out with the needles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I think I might take Clair to the &lt;a href="http://www.newburghhauntedhouse.com/"&gt;Zombie Farm &lt;/a&gt;haunted house.  I don't like these sort of things but she really wants to go and she went to &lt;a href="http://www.kohls.com/main/home.jsp"&gt;Kohl's&lt;/a&gt; with me to help shop for clothes for Raleigh and Jocelyn so I feel like she deserves to do something fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34701148-116086552697262234?l=chronicchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/116086552697262234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34701148&amp;postID=116086552697262234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/116086552697262234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/116086552697262234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/2006/10/too-tired-to-knit.html' title='Too tired to knit???'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34701148.post-116079838930646572</id><published>2006-10-13T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:59:49.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh!  It's finally Friday!</title><content type='html'>Gosh what a long week it's been. I've just been busy with life and work, nothing super exciting going on. My DH had a work deadline this week and that usually means long hours at the office so not as much help as I'm used to getting with everything. It was also my first week back at the second job. I had a hard time making myself go back there this week. My first day back was the same day that Brian passed away and I was just a big ball of emotions all day. I just wanted to be with my kids and my DH. Anyway, the first day back went well. There were 2 new people there that I have never seen before so it was kinda twilight zone like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too much to blog about since &lt;a href="http://jifferhorn.livejournal.com/"&gt;Jiffer&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/gv3550/"&gt;Bobbi&lt;/a&gt; are the only people who read the blog anyway and I talked to both of them today. By the way girls, it was nice to talk to you both (in real life for a change).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel some knitting coming on. I think I'll curl up on the couch with my knitting and watch some Star Trek: Deep Space Nine since I screwed up and haven't updated &lt;a href="http://www.netflix.com"&gt;Netflix&lt;/a&gt; lately so I have 3 discs on DS9. This cool weather has me wanting to knit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34701148-116079838930646572?l=chronicchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/116079838930646572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34701148&amp;postID=116079838930646572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/116079838930646572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/116079838930646572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/2006/10/ahhhh-its-finally-friday.html' title='Ahhhh!  It&apos;s finally Friday!'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34701148.post-116002104673122718</id><published>2006-10-04T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T21:04:06.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>I've been so busy I've had no time to blog.  At least the blog name is sort of a disclaimer in and of itself.  You would probably expect that there would be times when things are just way too chaotic to post.  I've been very busy at work lately and the kids have been busy with their stuff too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to get off of work at 3:30pm today and I knew that there was no way I would be out on time so I called daycare and told them to give Maura a bottle if she got hungry.  At about 4pm I started getting worried that I wouldn't be out in time to pick Clair up from her speech meet at 5:30pm because things still weren't looking very good on my bench.  I called DH and he said that he would pick up the 3 youngest from daycare, Raleigh from after-school daycare, and Clair from her speech meet.  **sigh of relief because I didn't even know where the school was located that the speech meet was at**  Anyway, I finally get done and am about to walk out of the door at 5:30 and DH calls and tells me he didn't have time to pick up the 3 youngest from daycare and asks if I can go and get them after all.  Yikes!  I thought he already had them and although they're technically scheduled to be at daycare until 5:30 I usually pick them up earlier, and besides that I would have called to check on how Maura did with the bottle since it's the first time they've had to give her one.  I was soooo stressed out by the time I left that place today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, Clair won a 2nd place ribbon in the speech meet, Raleigh missed his cub scout meeting, and Maura reluctantly took her bottle.  I'm still stressed out because of all the studying and getting every body ready for bed and all that stuff.  I just feel like I've been in high gear all day long and I need to slow it down.  I think I'll go and get a nice warm (almost hot) bath now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing to be thankful for today:  Nasty UTI seems to be clearing up with antibiotic that my dr called in for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing that sucks today:  I already have a huge to-do list (left over from today) at work for tomorrow and I have to leave early to take Maura for a well-baby visit so I'm looking at another fun-filled day of stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34701148-116002104673122718?l=chronicchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/116002104673122718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34701148&amp;postID=116002104673122718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/116002104673122718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/116002104673122718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34701148.post-115940542174603716</id><published>2006-09-27T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T18:05:28.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Circus freaks</title><content type='html'>Two comments in the past two days involving my kids joining the circus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clair showing her friends some neat tricks on her swing and one of them comments that she should join the circus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam's teacher commented on his incredible balance and said that he could join the circus.  What was he balancing on?  The top of the playground equipment that he shouldn't have been on anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wonder what &lt;strike&gt;circus acts&lt;/strike&gt; talents the other kids have?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34701148-115940542174603716?l=chronicchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115940542174603716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34701148&amp;postID=115940542174603716' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/115940542174603716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/115940542174603716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/2006/09/circus-freaks.html' title='Circus freaks'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34701148.post-115930918355175399</id><published>2006-09-26T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T16:15:05.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teens and toddlers</title><content type='html'>Which is more difficult to deal with, teens or toddlers???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come home from work and call to make a haircut appointment for my teenager and I cross my fingers and hope they have something available for this week because school pictures are on Friday and I know the hair is like #1 priority in her world right now (this of course is subject to change based upon current mood of said teenager). I'm thrilled that her hair girl can get to her this week so I excitedly call her downstairs to tell her the good news and she seems bummed out about it. What is this about??? We talk, she almost cries, we talk some more. She doesn't know how she wants to get her hair cut. I suggest that all I was really intending was a trim before pictures. Argh! I thought I was doing something good but I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I'm sitting in the living room and realize I haven't seen the mischievious 2 -year-old lately and go into the kitchen to find him inside the sink. Inside the sink. Yes, inside the sink. What is this about??? Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I sit here in silence. DH has taken the three middle kids to the store with him, baby is sleeping, and teenager is upstairs (sulking? crying? watching a movie? homework?&lt;--- yeah right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I'm not a pirate despite the overuse of Argh. (Fyi: There IS &lt;a href="http://www.43things.com/things/view/598885"&gt;someone&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.43things.com/"&gt;43 things &lt;/a&gt;that wants to be a pirate though.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34701148-115930918355175399?l=chronicchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115930918355175399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34701148&amp;postID=115930918355175399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/115930918355175399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/115930918355175399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/2006/09/teens-and-toddlers.html' title='Teens and toddlers'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34701148.post-115912062932742168</id><published>2006-09-24T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T10:57:09.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The floodwaters have receded</title><content type='html'>Thankfully the rain stopped as per my (and many others, I am sure) request.  I did finally go through some of the stuff that I brought up from the basement...threw some away and donating some to &lt;a href="http://www.goodwill.org/page/guest/about"&gt;Goodwill&lt;/a&gt;.  I'm going to try to go through the rest of it before I bring it back down to the basement but it sure is tempting to just bring it down and forget about it again.   (Reminder to self:  Read yesterday's post and remember what procrastination does to you.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34701148-115912062932742168?l=chronicchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115912062932742168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34701148&amp;postID=115912062932742168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/115912062932742168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/115912062932742168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/2006/09/floodwaters-have-receded.html' title='The floodwaters have receded'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34701148.post-115904143029482772</id><published>2006-09-23T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T12:57:10.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, rain, go away</title><content type='html'>It's been raining all day and my basement is not doing well.  It's not horrible but it does have a couple of inches of water in some areas.  Thankfully we don't have too much important stuff down there.  We have moved alot of stuff upstairs to the main level that we didn't want to get wet so now it looks awful in my kitchen, living room, bedroom, etc...  I had been meaning to go through some stuff I had stored down there and really wish I had done it already.  (Note to self:  Procrastination is a very bad thing.  It always comes back around to bite you in the rear.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a better note, the first week back to work went well.  I didn't forget my locker combination, password for the various computer applications, or anything major about procedures.  At least I hope I didn't forget anything major.  I was able to catch up with how all of my friends at work are doing.  I saw &lt;a href="http://jifferhorn.livejournal.com/"&gt;Jiffer&lt;/a&gt; although I didn't really get to talk to her much (Thanks again for my first comment Jiffer).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34701148-115904143029482772?l=chronicchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115904143029482772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34701148&amp;postID=115904143029482772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/115904143029482772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/115904143029482772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/2006/09/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain, rain, go away'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34701148.post-115875772673287574</id><published>2006-09-20T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T06:08:46.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 more day</title><content type='html'>I have to go back to work in just 1 more day.  It's my last day to sit around and play with the kids and surf the net and all that other good stuff.  Oh where oh where did my maternity leave go?  I've been off of work for 7 weeks and haven't made any great housecleaning accomplishments.  Overall it's probably stayed a little bit tidier but there's that stupid moving box in my room that has paper crap that I need to go through in it and it still sits there waiting.  I guess it could be worse, it could have a nagging voice to go with it.  Well, I don't know, maybe it is worse because it just sits there silently, patiently waiting for me to do something with it and I just walk past it a bizillion times a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do miss my friends at work though.  If only I could go to work in my jammies.  My boss is pretty laid back...hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34701148-115875772673287574?l=chronicchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115875772673287574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34701148&amp;postID=115875772673287574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/115875772673287574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/115875772673287574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/2006/09/1-more-day.html' title='1 more day'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34701148.post-115869644865513855</id><published>2006-09-19T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T13:07:28.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the bloggining....</title><content type='html'>there was a girl that loved blogs but didn't have one of her own.  Her friend asked her why she didn't have her own and her honest explanation was that she didn't have a clever name for her blog.  After much thought, so much thought in fact that she almost forgot to pick her son up at school, she decided that Chronic Chaos would have to be the name.   Having a large family, working outside the home, and pursuing hobbies led the girl to have a life that seemed somewhat chaotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and she lived happily ever after (and blogged as often as she could which might not be all that much).  The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34701148-115869644865513855?l=chronicchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115869644865513855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34701148&amp;postID=115869644865513855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/115869644865513855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34701148/posts/default/115869644865513855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicchaos.blogspot.com/2006/09/in-bloggining.html' title='In the bloggining....'/><author><name>~Robin~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556646567669956122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
