<?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-663144960656429752</id><updated>2011-07-30T19:42:00.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much Testosterone</title><subtitle type='html'>Yep, thats right...Just trying to get by with nothing but boys in the house.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Harmony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313891577360698559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS32LBTM3x4/SiW_tBP7nVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HphYh4-sY_Q/S220/IMG_5884OAV.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663144960656429752.post-4483830212768310075</id><published>2009-07-02T21:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:27:21.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;So I really don't have too much to blog about today. I haven't been blogging much lately. Just haven't seemed to have the time. You know how it is...life gets in the way. I am going to try to blog more after this long weekend and get back into blogging daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663144960656429752-4483830212768310075?l=mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/4483830212768310075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663144960656429752&amp;postID=4483830212768310075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/4483830212768310075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/4483830212768310075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-i-really-dont-have-too-much-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Harmony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313891577360698559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS32LBTM3x4/SiW_tBP7nVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HphYh4-sY_Q/S220/IMG_5884OAV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663144960656429752.post-354023709169234795</id><published>2009-06-08T13:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T13:06:38.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Oi, Been one of those mornings. You all know what I am talking about. The mornings where you wonder why you got out of bed and the kids are going insane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just now 1p.m. and so far we have went to the old house to check the mail, Went to the grocery store, where the 2 year old insists on walking and removing things from the lower shelves, and came home to have more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get home and Tyler goes into Dylan's bathroom and proceeds to unroll the entire roll of toilet paper to get to the doot-ta-doo (A.K.A. the toilet paper roll that he shouts DOOT-TA-DOO into, hence the reason he calls it that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after lunch Tyler sneaks into my closet (well he thinks he is sneaking) and after a minute he does not come out.... so I go to check on him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is sitting on the floor with my Philosophy makeup ($40.00 for one container of this stuff) and he is putting it on....LOVELY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got done making sure he is cleaned up and doesn't look like half boy/half girl and I am just sitting here now hoping I can make it through the rest of the day!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663144960656429752-354023709169234795?l=mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/354023709169234795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663144960656429752&amp;postID=354023709169234795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/354023709169234795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/354023709169234795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/oi-been-one-of-those-mornings.html' title=''/><author><name>Harmony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313891577360698559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS32LBTM3x4/SiW_tBP7nVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HphYh4-sY_Q/S220/IMG_5884OAV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663144960656429752.post-7826955951803691795</id><published>2009-06-06T22:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:57:25.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously good Muffins</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt; So I was at my mom's house earlier today and she had made these muffins. They were so good. So I asked for the recipe. Dylan and Tyler loved them too so I knew they would be a winner for this household. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light Zucchini Muffins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cups shredded zucchini&lt;br /&gt;3 cups all purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 3/4 cups sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon baking powder&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup of applesauce&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup egg substitute (or you can use 2 eggs, beaten)&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;1 Tablespoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place shredded zucchini on several layers of paper towels (or use a kitchen towel) and get most of the water out by pressing it or squeezing it.&lt;br /&gt;Set this aside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine flour, sugar, baking soda, salt, cinnamon and baking powder in a large bowl and stir well. Make a well in the center of the dry mixture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine zucchini, applesauce, eggs, oil, and vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add to dry ingredients stirring just until dry ingredients are moistened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mom made these as muffins. If you do make them as muffins, bake at 350 for about 25 minutes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divide batter evenly between 2 (7 1/2 x 3 inch) loaf pans coated with cooking spray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake at 350 for 1 hour and 15 minutes. Let cool 10 minutes in pan on a wire rack. Remove from pan and cool completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes 2 loaves or 24 muffins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nutrition information per serving ( 1 slice of bread is one serving)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calories: 128&lt;br /&gt;Protein: 1.9 grams&lt;br /&gt;Fat: 2.8 grams&lt;br /&gt;Carbs: 23.9 grams&lt;br /&gt;Fiber: 0.5 grams&lt;br /&gt;Cholesterol: 0&lt;br /&gt;Sodium: 136 mg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663144960656429752-7826955951803691795?l=mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/7826955951803691795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663144960656429752&amp;postID=7826955951803691795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/7826955951803691795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/7826955951803691795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/seriously-good-muffins.html' title='Seriously good Muffins'/><author><name>Harmony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313891577360698559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS32LBTM3x4/SiW_tBP7nVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HphYh4-sY_Q/S220/IMG_5884OAV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663144960656429752.post-8876804475623581104</id><published>2009-06-06T13:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T13:55:17.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Word Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Tempus Sans ITC;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ok so a friend of mine told me I should do this post. I have no clue what I am doing so here goes:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Six word Saturday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Post 6 words to describe how you are feeling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally annoyed and frustrated right now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663144960656429752-8876804475623581104?l=mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8876804475623581104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663144960656429752&amp;postID=8876804475623581104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/8876804475623581104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/8876804475623581104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/six-word-saturday.html' title='Six Word Saturday'/><author><name>Harmony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313891577360698559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS32LBTM3x4/SiW_tBP7nVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HphYh4-sY_Q/S220/IMG_5884OAV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663144960656429752.post-4940194888241769655</id><published>2009-06-06T12:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T14:03:14.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They do Love each other!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tempus sans itc;"&gt;I am hanging out with Tyler and he keeps telling me...Boo-Boo...owww, about a owie that he has on his ankle (a small scratch) from a few days back. I tell him he is fine and he gives me a dirty look. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dylan comes into the room and here is their conversation:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler (sits on the floor and looks at Dylan and says: OWWWIEEEEE!!!! (in his most pitiful voice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dylan: Aww bubba do you have an owie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler: Yeah...OWIEEEE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dylan: Here let me make it all better (and he leans over and kisses it), then asks...Is it ok now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler: Yes and he gets up and gives Dylan a huge hug all smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They do love each other :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663144960656429752-4940194888241769655?l=mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/4940194888241769655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663144960656429752&amp;postID=4940194888241769655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/4940194888241769655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/4940194888241769655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/they-do-love-each-other.html' title='They do Love each other!!'/><author><name>Harmony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313891577360698559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS32LBTM3x4/SiW_tBP7nVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HphYh4-sY_Q/S220/IMG_5884OAV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663144960656429752.post-2006255677696091934</id><published>2009-06-05T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:26:16.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Day</title><content type='html'>So not much to blog about today. I promised myself I would blog something everyday so this is it LOL.&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tempus sans itc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hung out at home in the morning with the boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This afternoon we go to hubbys work to see him and my dad and uncle. As I get the boys ready I call Isaac to let him know that we are going to come down to see him. They moved to a new building recently so I don't know how to get there very well as I don't go down there often. So I called him and got directions. Told him I would call him when I was at a certain place so he could tell me which way to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I called him like I said I would (cause I am a good wife like that) and he tells me how to get there. We get there to find out that he is not even friggin there. I was slightly annoyed at this point. So my dad who also knew I was on the way sent him out to do a run. Thanks Dad...could have warned me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am hanging out with my dad and uncle waiting on my slug of a husband to get back and Dylan decides that he wants a temporary tattoo. So Uncle Jerry was nice enough to give him one. Then of course Tyler wants one too...so again Nice Uncle Jerry gives him one too. IN RED PERMANENT MARKER!!&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ahhh Joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We get home, Tyler is passed out, Dylan is in Spongebob Heaven and I finally get some quiet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663144960656429752-2006255677696091934?l=mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/2006255677696091934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663144960656429752&amp;postID=2006255677696091934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/2006255677696091934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/2006255677696091934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/boring-day.html' title='Boring Day'/><author><name>Harmony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313891577360698559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS32LBTM3x4/SiW_tBP7nVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HphYh4-sY_Q/S220/IMG_5884OAV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663144960656429752.post-8043278415072546170</id><published>2009-06-04T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:09:46.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never a Dull Moment</title><content type='html'>So if you live in a house with boys (or kids for that matter) you know what I mean when I say, there is Never a dull moment in the house.&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tempus sans itc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been steadily unpacking the house and getting organized. Not an easy thing to do. When I was packing the boys wanted to unpack the boxes...they found it fun. Now that I am unpacking, they want to re-pack..again thinking it is great fun to send good ole mom to the looney bin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight as I lay in the tub, thinking how nice it is to be able to lay in there and read I hear... "open, shut....open, shut...open, shut.... probably about 35 times. I think to myself. "Ok, Hubby has had his shower, the boys have been bathed and it is almost 10 at night..who on earth is doing that and why isn't Isaac getting up to make it stop" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I reach over and pick up my cell phone so I can call Isaac and tell him to make them stop since apparently he has a contract with the couch. His behind must spend so many hours there a day or the couch is going to go up in flames apparently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I say, forget it, and wash up and get out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look to my right, Dylan's door is closed. I walk on...I look to my left into the playroom and it is filled with what looks like a snowstorm.  I proceed to go into the living room to see more of the snowstorm and Isaac is on the couch. I go into my room ( I was bathing in Dylan's bathroom since our room only has a standing shower) and find Tyler in our bathroom shredding a roll of toilet paper, now I know the source of said snowstorm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac is now in the bathroom shaving. The house is still covered in snow and I am not cleaning it. He can do it or we can have a winter day tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663144960656429752-8043278415072546170?l=mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8043278415072546170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663144960656429752&amp;postID=8043278415072546170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/8043278415072546170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/8043278415072546170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/never-dull-moment.html' title='Never a Dull Moment'/><author><name>Harmony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313891577360698559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS32LBTM3x4/SiW_tBP7nVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HphYh4-sY_Q/S220/IMG_5884OAV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663144960656429752.post-3828010850691649849</id><published>2009-06-03T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:10:57.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally Different Kids</title><content type='html'>So I thought for a while, that my boys are different from one another. Totally different personalities. Totally different interests. They are just different kids. Well today that was confirmed...&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tempus sans itc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I go out into the garage and the boys follow me out (as usual) ...see I can't even hide from them :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So they follow me and out and proceed to sit on the chairs that are out there for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of a sudden Dylan squeals like a little girl...I mean full squeal and scream mixed. I ask him "What's wrong?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His reply..."There is a cricket" (now mind you I am terrified of anything with more legs than me so he could have gotten this from me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler looks over at it and does what...chases it and trys to catch it all the while he is giggling non stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am in trouble...I can just feel it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663144960656429752-3828010850691649849?l=mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/3828010850691649849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663144960656429752&amp;postID=3828010850691649849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/3828010850691649849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/3828010850691649849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/totally-different-kids.html' title='Totally Different Kids'/><author><name>Harmony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313891577360698559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS32LBTM3x4/SiW_tBP7nVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HphYh4-sY_Q/S220/IMG_5884OAV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663144960656429752.post-8719233100852274329</id><published>2009-06-03T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T12:18:02.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Highs and Lows of Moving</title><content type='html'>So we recently moved into a new house. YAY. There are some great points:&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tempus sans itc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ I love this house. It has everything I have wanted with one exception...No grass outback. Well we can deal with that and put other stuff down for the kids to be able to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ New neighbors that are not nudists. Our old neighbors were nudists and while I don't really mind that too much - I don't need/want to see a 60 year old man (who by the way looks really creepy full clothed) in the nude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ Having more room to put all my stuff and get reorganized. I hate being unorganized. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ A Fresh start in a new home with lots of possibilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are also some downfalls:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Most of the downfalls consist of the cleaning and moving process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we moved a year ago into a house I hated...My cousin Michelle was going to take our washer and dryer since the house we were moving into already had them there. Well she came into some money and decided to just buy a new set. So we were going to just store them in the garage until we needed them again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad and DH had the great idea to move them down to their shop to use and wash the dirty rags in (automotive) no biggie to me. At least I wouldn't have to store them right?? WRONG. I should have known off the bat that this was a HUGE mistake. When do you see men doing laundry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So they did keep them down there, however they just sat and collected oil, dust, and grease. No biggie I can clean the outside no problem. Wrong again. They left the lid open on the washer and the inside is horrible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far I have scrubbed them 3 times and I am yet again running hot water through them to hope that this is it and I can wash one of the many loads of laundry I have growing mountains in my house. Keep your fingers crossed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to unpack more random crap that I have and still have no clue where to put it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663144960656429752-8719233100852274329?l=mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8719233100852274329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663144960656429752&amp;postID=8719233100852274329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/8719233100852274329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/8719233100852274329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/highs-and-lows-of-moving.html' title='Highs and Lows of Moving'/><author><name>Harmony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313891577360698559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS32LBTM3x4/SiW_tBP7nVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HphYh4-sY_Q/S220/IMG_5884OAV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663144960656429752.post-1230194733874336027</id><published>2009-06-02T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:37:16.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to perfect it</title><content type='html'>So for a long time now it has been a dream of mine to eventually open a bakery. I would love to be able to do custom cakes. &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tempus sans itc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few I have done recently, and as you can tell I need alot more work before I get to where I want to be. Thanks to my family for allowing me to use them as guinea pigs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Elmo Cupcakes that I made for my son Tyler's 2nd Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://s136.photobucket.com/albums/q164/sweetpea2235/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_0348.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q164/sweetpea2235/100_0348.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one that I did for a family friends 50th Birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s136.photobucket.com/albums/q164/sweetpea2235/?action=view&amp;amp;current=September08029.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q164/sweetpea2235/September08029.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one that I did for my family friend and my husbands birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s136.photobucket.com/albums/q164/sweetpea2235/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Budweiser.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q164/sweetpea2235/Budweiser.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663144960656429752-1230194733874336027?l=mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/1230194733874336027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663144960656429752&amp;postID=1230194733874336027' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/1230194733874336027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/1230194733874336027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/trying-to-perfect-it.html' title='Trying to perfect it'/><author><name>Harmony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313891577360698559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS32LBTM3x4/SiW_tBP7nVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HphYh4-sY_Q/S220/IMG_5884OAV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663144960656429752.post-5613964778389586092</id><published>2009-06-02T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T16:02:43.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I decided that I am going to steal this idea from my friends blog that she has to get me going again. I haven't blogged in almost a year I think this is a good way to get myself going again. '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We shall see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;8 Things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I Look Forward To:&lt;br /&gt;1. Isaac calling to say he is on his way home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;2. Family get togethers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;3. My house being totally clean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;4. MNO with the girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;5. Getting my nails done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;6. Anything feminine in this house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;7. The New Moon Premiere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;8.The weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I Did Yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;1. Unpacked some of my kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;2. Cleaned out the inside and outside of my washer and dryer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;3. Sat on the floor and played with cars with my boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;4. Cooked Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;5. Read more of the True Blood Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;6. Chatted with a friend I haven't talked to in a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;7. Caught up on posts on Phoenix Mommies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;8. Tried to spend more time with my husband when the kids were in bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC'; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I Wish I Could Do:&lt;br /&gt;1)Get my son to stop throwing fits&lt;br /&gt;2)Get more time to practice my cake decorating skills.&lt;br /&gt;3)Have 24 hours of noone bothering me (including my DH)&lt;br /&gt;4)Go on Vacation to Italy to see where my famiy came from !&lt;br /&gt;5)Go back to school&lt;br /&gt;6)Get my house completely organized&lt;br /&gt;7)Get a boob job (superficial I know)&lt;br /&gt;8)Lounge on the beach ALONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Shows I Watch:&lt;br /&gt;1)Survivor&lt;br /&gt;2)CSI&lt;br /&gt;3)Law &amp;amp; Order SVU&lt;br /&gt;4)Paula's Home Cooking&lt;br /&gt;5)Anything Food Network Actually&lt;br /&gt;6)The Bachelor (though not sure I will anymore)&lt;br /&gt;7)ER (Sad that it is over but still re runs)&lt;br /&gt;8)90210 (new and old)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tempus sans itc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663144960656429752-5613964778389586092?l=mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/5613964778389586092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663144960656429752&amp;postID=5613964778389586092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/5613964778389586092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/5613964778389586092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/8-things.html' title='8 Things'/><author><name>Harmony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313891577360698559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS32LBTM3x4/SiW_tBP7nVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HphYh4-sY_Q/S220/IMG_5884OAV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663144960656429752.post-4527596900117598900</id><published>2008-08-07T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:52:18.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE RENTING!</title><content type='html'>Ok so most of you that know me know that we have already moved into the house we are renting for the next year (If I last that long). From day one it was nothing but trouble. We got the keys on the 14th of June and moved in on the 15th of June. When we got to the house on the 14th we got the keys and saw that the place was still a mess and that the evil ones (the owners, landlords, complete imbecils, whatever you wanna call them) still had a good amount of their belongings in our home. Mine you were have people moving stuff on Saturday morning. They assure us that things will be done by the am and not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we take of for home with our new keys excited to get finished up to move the next day. Well what do you know but at about 10 that night the A/C goes out in our house. So we head to my moms to get some rest to move on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Saturday gets here and we head out to get a truck to move. Got the truck, got the guys to load the truck. We get to our old house to load up the truck and the house is 98 degrees. UGH so this is not gonna  be pleasant. So we think...It is fine we are going to our new house with A/C. YAY right? No wrong. So we get to the new house and half the garage is filled with their shit and the house is disgustingly dirty, Im talking nothing wiped down, the sinks had old food so did the pantry, the floors were coated in Dog Hair which Dylan is allergic to. So we take 2 hours and 25 bucks in cleaning products to get this stupid ass house in order so we have a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we are working with the evil idiots to finish up some upgrades. To this point They have put molding around 2 doors and made a phone call to get new carpet in Dylans room, another place they left their mutts. So all that said, we are still waiting on baseboards to our house, those are supposed to be installed tomorrow night....we shall see. The yard was a mess and we had to pay someone to clean it up. Now get this...the idiot owner says to me: The house is clean. UGHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I called on of them to have them take care of a problem and I get into it on the phone with her to the point that when they came by tonight to arrange plans for tomorrow, Isaac sent me in the room so I didnt punch the bitch in the nose. I really am ready already for next year to get here. I cant take much longer before someone gets hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663144960656429752-4527596900117598900?l=mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/4527596900117598900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663144960656429752&amp;postID=4527596900117598900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/4527596900117598900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/4527596900117598900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-hate-renting.html' title='I HATE RENTING!'/><author><name>Harmony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313891577360698559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS32LBTM3x4/SiW_tBP7nVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HphYh4-sY_Q/S220/IMG_5884OAV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663144960656429752.post-3019256190938638030</id><published>2008-07-19T14:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T14:33:14.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Little Tidbit</title><content type='html'>So I am not doing so hot on this 30 posts in 30 days so I figured I would post a little something now and then something later tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up this morning. Cleaned a little bit. Went and got Tyler new shoes. He looks so damn cute in them too. Went out shopping with my mom last night and got Tyler new socks (exciting huh?) and Dylan some plain white t-shirts to match all his odd colored shorts (even more exciting there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad are watching the boys tonight YAY as we are going to a DBacks game that hubby surprised me with. I am jazzed.  A night out without the kids. Rare. Should be fun. Will post more later. Tootles and enjoy your Saturday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663144960656429752-3019256190938638030?l=mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/3019256190938638030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663144960656429752&amp;postID=3019256190938638030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/3019256190938638030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/3019256190938638030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/2008/07/boring-little-tidbit.html' title='Boring Little Tidbit'/><author><name>Harmony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313891577360698559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS32LBTM3x4/SiW_tBP7nVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HphYh4-sY_Q/S220/IMG_5884OAV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663144960656429752.post-94471901355415534</id><published>2008-07-17T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T22:51:57.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelin Icky</title><content type='html'>Ok so I dropped the ball last night and didnt post a blog. My stomach seemed to have a mind of its own and decided that it didnt want to cooperate. So here I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much going on . Isaac surprised me with D-Backs tickets for this Saturdays game. No biggie huh? Well he even lined up a sitter for the boys without being asked. I would say that is huge if you know Isaac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a rough day. Feeling crappy so im not bloggin much. Matter of fact...I think it is about time for me to lay down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More tomorrow...hopefully my stomach will feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663144960656429752-94471901355415534?l=mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/94471901355415534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663144960656429752&amp;postID=94471901355415534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/94471901355415534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/94471901355415534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/2008/07/feelin-icky.html' title='Feelin Icky'/><author><name>Harmony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313891577360698559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS32LBTM3x4/SiW_tBP7nVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HphYh4-sY_Q/S220/IMG_5884OAV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663144960656429752.post-4869546573723778847</id><published>2008-07-15T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T23:05:00.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Posts in 30 Days</title><content type='html'>Ok so I havent posted in a while, hell, who am I kidding it has been ages. So we found a house! YAY...still working on getting unpacked. Man I have alot of stuff. Tons more than I thought I could fit into our old 1600 sq ft house. Anyhow we are getting unpacked slowly but surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my lovely mommy friends at PM have issued a 30 posts in 30 days challenge. Am I up for it? Hell ya! Can I accomplish it? We shall see. So this is my first of 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a long week already, went grocery shopping, and gonna go shopping for stuff for my house tomorrow with my cousin Michelle. I am jazzed. Shopping, for non food related items, without the kids and husband. WAHHHOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow gonna head back to PM see what is going on the boards. Try to help Chrissy up her post count and stay ahead of the game. That or go and read Twilight. OMG I love Edward Cullen. :) .. Havent read it yet? Then go get it and read it. It is pretty much consuming my life at the moment. So until tomorrow...goodnight. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663144960656429752-4869546573723778847?l=mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/4869546573723778847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663144960656429752&amp;postID=4869546573723778847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/4869546573723778847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/4869546573723778847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/2008/07/30-posts-in-30-days.html' title='30 Posts in 30 Days'/><author><name>Harmony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313891577360698559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS32LBTM3x4/SiW_tBP7nVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HphYh4-sY_Q/S220/IMG_5884OAV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663144960656429752.post-6775746560993192575</id><published>2008-05-14T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T18:40:43.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House Hunting Hell</title><content type='html'>So it has been a quiet few days in the house. Dylan has been allowed no sugar at all and he is doing pretty good. Tyler is also doing great. He is so quiet most of the time unless he is tired or hungry but that is about the norm with most babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have been searching and searching ... and searching for a new house. We are supposed to be outta this house by June 30th so we have begun  the search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a few houses that we were able to get into. There were 5 that we were supposed to look at. The first one we couldnt even find, the second one we got in but it was so small and had 1 counter in the kitchen, the third we couldnt get the lock box open, the fourth the key was broke off in the door so we couldnt get in and the last house was cute and a decent size but the carpet, even after being cleaned was horrid. I mean this place even had burns (the size of an iron) in the floor. HORRID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we head home to look for more houses to view. We get home and have some lunch and let Tyler nap and we find more to look at. We were able to view 2 homes. They were both nice but I am not certain that they jump out at me. So we continue to search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am just burnt out on all the phone calls and being in the car most of today. It was a very long day and well I am just tired now LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if my phone rings again tonight I am gonna throw it out the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a house that we are interested in but it wont be avaliable for viewing until next week sometime. It is $895 a month, 1700 square feet, 4 bedrooms 2 bathrooms and in the area we want so keep your fingers crossed for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime ... back to packing and looking until we find what we are looking for. Wish me luck on this adventure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663144960656429752-6775746560993192575?l=mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/6775746560993192575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663144960656429752&amp;postID=6775746560993192575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/6775746560993192575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/6775746560993192575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/2008/05/house-hunting-hell.html' title='House Hunting Hell'/><author><name>Harmony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313891577360698559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS32LBTM3x4/SiW_tBP7nVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HphYh4-sY_Q/S220/IMG_5884OAV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663144960656429752.post-3842967404726471037</id><published>2008-05-12T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T19:06:29.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So I started this blog to have a way to vent out all the frustrations as well as happy times of being a stay at home mom. Some days have ups and some days have downs. This past week has been incredibly rough in this house. My lovely 4 year old son, Dylan, has taken it upon himself to become Master of the Universe and try to make me have a meltdown that will require therapy for years to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Day one: Dylan decides that he wants chocolate for breakfast, so into the pantry he goes in search of a special treat for himself. He ends up with Chocolate Peanut Butter Bars and most of them end up on his bed and floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Day Two: Today apparently Dylan was feeling bad for eating all that chocolate yesterday so he decides to eat 2, yes 2, tubes of childrens toothpaste. He now has more than the recommended dose of flouride in his system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Day Three: We have now put a lock on the pantry to keep him out so he doesnt overdose on chocolate and other goodies and instead he heads for the fridge to get the Strawberry Syrup and have a painting party in his room with all his stuffed animals present for the party. That was so much fun to clean up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Day Four: Today was Monkey Day, for my little monkey climbed to the top of the linen closet and found a snowglobe that wasnt packed and decided it would be fun to smash it on his bed into a million little pieces. Thank god noone was hurt but it surely made for some glittery carpet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Day Five: All goes well. We are having such a great day. No mishaps, lots of love and hugs and kisses and just all around great behavior. You know this is not going to last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Day Six: Another day of great behavior. What has happened to  my child. He is never this good. It can only be leading up to a big finale for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Say Seven (Mothers Day): Today was a great day. No mishaps up until 8pm. Around 8 pm we head into his room for bedtime rituals and to praise and be excited that my lovely son has turned a new leaf. We notice how unhappy his stuffed animals are and how his room has a lovely scent of lavendar. Poor animals apparently needed an ENTIRE bottle of lotion along with his bed.  So ends a stressful week in the McCarter house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today was a great day. No mishaps, No beating up Tyler (his little brother), No backtalking. What a great day we have had. Did his schoolwork with no problems at all. YAY for Dylan what a great kid I have. However it is only 7pm so we still have a few hours to see what he has up his sleeve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So now we try for New Beginnings. We have started again actively with schoolwork. I have also started cooking again, something I love to do for my family but just got in a funk and in that time we gained weight and felt unhealthy. So I am now making my family healthy again and working on the important things in life, Health and loving my family to pieces, even when they do drive me bonkers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663144960656429752-3842967404726471037?l=mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/3842967404726471037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663144960656429752&amp;postID=3842967404726471037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/3842967404726471037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663144960656429752/posts/default/3842967404726471037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccarterfamilymayhem.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>Harmony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313891577360698559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS32LBTM3x4/SiW_tBP7nVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HphYh4-sY_Q/S220/IMG_5884OAV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
