<?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-2166946236633510270</id><updated>2011-12-14T18:32:34.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama Kelly's Musings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamakellysmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2166946236633510270/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamakellysmusings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670905259440970834</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>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2166946236633510270.post-4433296983049008145</id><published>2007-05-08T01:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T01:28:50.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PLAYDATES PIZZA &amp; STYLISH CLOTHING</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt;        &lt;/h3&gt;                 &lt;div class="post-body"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;       Well Child B &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008_ZNxdm395CPUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Girl 5" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_9_17.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has a little friend over &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008_ZNxdm395CPUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Girl 1" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_9_14.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  She's a perfectly nice little girl. But I still get nervous when she's here due to memories from her first &lt;a href="http://mamakellysmusings.blogspot.com/2006/03/memories-of-play-date-from-hell.html" target="new"&gt;play date&lt;/a&gt;. I just placed an order for pizza because well .... OK I'll be totally honest .... I'm tired and cranky and not in the mood to cook. I also ordered fried calamari - deep fried squid for you non-Italian folks - because well I like gross stuff like that. &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008_ZNxdm395CPUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Pizza Parlor" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_4_2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   While we wait I have the girls, Child B &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008_ZNxdm395CPUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Girl 6" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_9_18.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; included, downstairs coloring in T-shirts that I prepped with their choice of Iron-on Designs from a book I bought, oh gosh at least 7 or 8 years ago and it's still going strong. &lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe style="width: 120px; height: 240px;" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=mamakellysmus-20&amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=0942237293&amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lc1=0000ff&amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=ffffff&amp;f=ifr" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   Anyway:  Child B chose a pair of unicorns &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008_ZNxdm395CPUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Unicorn" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_3_29.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our guest chose a mermaid &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008_ZNxdm395CPUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Mermaid" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_35_6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  and Child B chose a piano keyboard design with some floating notes &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008_ZNxdm395CPUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Keyboard" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/12_1_39.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a large collection of fabric markers which range from brights to pastels to metallic so they are all happily scribbling away and very very quiet. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ahhhhhhh quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am a huge fan of the "make-it-ourself" T-shirt process. Not only is it a creative activity, but it is relatively cheap (the markers can be pricey but they do last quite a while), it keeps children occupied, and when you buy cheap Tshirts at a craft store for $2-3 each its a cheap way to expand their wardrobe. Most kids will happily wear a T-shirt that they made themselves. __________________________________ I was overwhelmed with the amount of traffic and comments that my recent Thursday Thirteen post received. So many of you were very very kind with your comments and I wish I could tell you that it was widely exaggerated. Maybe next week I'll post 13 reasons why I keep the job in spite of it being as bad as it is on so many days. At least to give a balanced view. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And remember the next time a telemarketer calls &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008_ZNxdm395CPUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Telephone" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/29/29_4_23.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .... they might just work in a place as bad as mine --- so pity them, don't be mean LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; __________________________________ Hubby and I had to bite the bullet and cash out a CD in order to keep us afloat while we continue to keep a rental property with no tenant in it. With all the repairs, and upgrades we are doing it will be at least another couple of months before we have anyone in there paying rent again. I still can't believe that our old tenant screwed us over so badly. And that whole story is a post for another day. Allow me to say that between the unpaid rent and the damages not covered by her security deposit she probably "owes" us $15000.00 Money that I will never ever see. And we were so damn nice to her and understanding when rent payments were late or short. In the end she just completely took advantage of our large hearts. As far as I'm concerned she deserves whatever karma winds up dishing out to her. &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008_ZNxdm395CPUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rain Cloud" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/28/28_2_8v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  __________________________________  Back to the topic of cheap clothes .... &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008_ZNxdm395CPUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Dollar Smiley" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/12/12_1_102.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I took Child A to Fashion Bug the other day because -- due to some weight gain and some bodily changes from the puberty monster -- she's outgrowing clothes faster than I can buy them lately&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Highlights of my purchases:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a $99 suede jacket for $8 ---- yes $8!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a $25 pair of "Happy Bunny" sweatpants for $4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 tops for Child B, so she wouldn't feel left out - also only $4 each&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this helps make up for the jeans, that even on clearance were $15-$30 each but then, a girl must look cool at all times apparently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Speaking of which. My daughter is 11 and in 5th grade. Not high school!!!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;She has already had to deal with girls who look down on her for not wearing specific brands of clothing.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="left"&gt;I was talking about this with the woman who did her nails the other day when she got her "I'm a young woman now" first mani-pedi. She was telling me how by middle school a lot of the girls that come to the salon have COACH and Louis Vuitton purses, etc.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;Now we live in a nice area. Not ritzy! Not specifically affluent! Though we do have some area developments of those monstrosity homes. I'm sure you've seen them too. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;My daughter was a bit upset about some of the teasing. Especially because she told me SHE LIKES HER CLOTHES. Kudos to me, I may shop clearance racks as much as possible but I am not without taste.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;I told her that if SHE likes her outfits and other girls don't that she should tell them to BUG OFF.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;And told her to commit to memory the phrase:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those who matter ---- won't mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And those who mind? DON'T MATTER&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="left"&gt;I mean is it me?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;Do adolescents really need to spend $100 on a pair of jeans THEY WILL OUTGROW?&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="left"&gt;Do they really need a pocketbook that is equal to a week's salary?&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't get me wrong. We spend money on things we don't need. But I do try and put our purchases where we will get the most use or enjoyment out of them.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="left"&gt;I would rather spend $50 on a video game or on books or art supplies than on a pair of jeans that won't even last a whole school year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;_____________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the bright side -- the weekend is here. Though I am thinking about going in to work on Sunday. I don't want to, but I should ... for the money! Even if I do, I still have a glorious day off tomorrow. Huzzah!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh Sweet Goddess!!! Send us some brighter days ahead&lt;/div&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008_ZNxdm395CPUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sunny" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/16/16_6_1v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2166946236633510270-4433296983049008145?l=mamakellysmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamakellysmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4433296983049008145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2166946236633510270&amp;postID=4433296983049008145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2166946236633510270/posts/default/4433296983049008145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2166946236633510270/posts/default/4433296983049008145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamakellysmusings.blogspot.com/2007/05/playdates-pizza-stylish-clothing.html' title='PLAYDATES PIZZA &amp; STYLISH CLOTHING'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670905259440970834</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></feed>
