<?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-6348915</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:06:46.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Domestic Psychology</title><subtitle type='html'>the study of all things mundane, home and family</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2406</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114289614230343560</id><published>2006-03-20T18:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T18:09:02.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bye-bye Blogger. I have moved to &lt;a href="http://www.domesticpsychology.com/blog/"&gt;a new site&lt;/a&gt; (with a &lt;a href="http://domesticpsychology.com/blog/feed/"&gt;new feed&lt;/a&gt; too).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114289614230343560?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114289614230343560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114289614230343560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114289614230343560' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114254073174897859</id><published>2006-03-16T15:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T15:25:32.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog park pond</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/domesticpsychology/113420901/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/43/113420901_d0d2d6dca4_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/domesticpsychology/113420901/"&gt;IMG_6866&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/domesticpsychology/"&gt;cathymccaughan&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Molly had fun at the dog park.  When Amy started taking her clothes off to join Molly in the muddy dog pond we had to come back home.  "But I wanna swim with Molly!"&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114254073174897859?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114254073174897859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114254073174897859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114254073174897859' title='Dog park pond'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114253216389120375</id><published>2006-03-16T13:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T13:02:43.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mom and Dad are feeling stressed.  Time to take a break and visit the dog park.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114253216389120375?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114253216389120375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114253216389120375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114253216389120375' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114251638633143511</id><published>2006-03-16T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T08:39:46.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We only have long-gone family pets &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20060316/ts_afp/warcrimesyugomilosevicfuneral" target="_blank"&gt;buried in our yard&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114251638633143511?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114251638633143511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114251638633143511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114251638633143511' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114246467783392140</id><published>2006-03-15T18:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T18:17:57.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The target audience for commercials must be 3-year-olds.
"I want that. And that."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114246467783392140?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114246467783392140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114246467783392140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114246467783392140' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114245879380473425</id><published>2006-03-15T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T16:39:53.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A &lt;a href="http://hereiniraq.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Knoxville boy&lt;/a&gt;, far from home but still sounding like East Tennessee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114245879380473425?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114245879380473425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114245879380473425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114245879380473425' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114244348433958783</id><published>2006-03-15T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T12:28:32.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/640/cookiediet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/320/cookiediet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
This is the last weekend of Girl Scout cookies for a full year. We have cookie recipe books at our booths (in the mall Friday 4-8 and Saturday 10-2) but I will e-mail them to anyone who wants one. Out-of-town cookie orders are being shipped tomorrow. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114244348433958783?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114244348433958783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114244348433958783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114244348433958783' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114243485233361803</id><published>2006-03-15T09:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T10:13:29.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This weekend I was the recipient of one of those 'insults disguised as casual chatter' monologues. The kind that starts out "I don't know how you can possibly give 5 children enough attention and love" and goes downhill from there. Strangely, I only get those lectures from people with one or two children. I say lecture/monologue because I just nod and smile while the person goes on and on about how exhasting their child is and how they can't understand people who have more than two children. Nothing I say would change that person's mind anyway. Let's review how neglected our children are right now. Tommy has group therapy, psychiatrist appointments and horseback riding lessons. He and Doug play D&amp;amp;D with a friend and the friend's father every other week. Tommy gets to go along on the Boy Scout camping trips. Poor, pitiful Sarah is secretary of the student council and a member of the art club, the school's news crew, Girl Scouts and has a part in the seventh grade play. She participates in SibShops and has a weekly sleepover either here or at a friend's house. She somehow manages to see a movie in the theater almost every week. Noah is a Boy Scout and active in Karate (3 times a week) while also participating in TAG and the school chess club. Amy has preschool twice a week and gets to participate in so many of the Girl Scout activities that she considers herself a Girl Scout. Evan has no organized activities but still nurses full-time and you will have to just trust me when I say that is a time-consuming activity. Sooooo, I just don't think my children are neglected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114243485233361803?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114243485233361803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114243485233361803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114243485233361803' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114239002765861359</id><published>2006-03-14T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T21:33:47.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Doug &amp; Evan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/domesticpsychology/112664311/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/56/112664311_e6acbccbf8_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/domesticpsychology/112664311/"&gt;IMG_6825&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/domesticpsychology/"&gt;cathymccaughan&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They were both laughing out loud.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114239002765861359?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114239002765861359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114239002765861359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114239002765861359' title='Doug &amp; Evan'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114238737576779235</id><published>2006-03-14T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T08:22:54.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Roadhouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/domesticpsychology/112669195/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/39/112669195_35d231b3e9_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/domesticpsychology/112669195/"&gt;IMG_6850&lt;/a&gt;
Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/domesticpsychology/"&gt;cathymccaughan&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There sure are a lot of people eating steak tonight.  We are having freezer pizza.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114238737576779235?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114238737576779235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114238737576779235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114238737576779235' title='Texas Roadhouse'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114236692227751358</id><published>2006-03-14T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T15:08:42.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reason number 287 why boys are easier than girls
Clothing.
"&lt;em&gt;WHY&lt;/em&gt; do you care what I wear?"

Reason number 64 why girls are easier than boys -
Girls don't &lt;em&gt;check&lt;/em&gt; the equipment during diaper changes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114236692227751358?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114236692227751358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114236692227751358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114236692227751358' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114236666479435570</id><published>2006-03-14T15:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T15:04:24.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger is snafu today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114236666479435570?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114236666479435570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114236666479435570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114236666479435570' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114236618382911988</id><published>2006-03-14T12:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T15:50:48.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger is wonky today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114236618382911988?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114236618382911988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114236618382911988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114236618382911988' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114230502786497054</id><published>2006-03-13T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:57:07.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why do I get spam for "the best love drugs"? Does it look like we have any problems with our ability to procreate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114230502786497054?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114230502786497054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114230502786497054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114230502786497054' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114227870484520699</id><published>2006-03-13T14:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T14:38:24.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Noah had a sleepover Friday night and his friend gasped when he saw our &lt;strike&gt;Christmas&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Winter&lt;/strike&gt; Girl Scout cookie lights on the front of the house. The next day, Doug took down part of the lights. I think Noah should have visitors more frequently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114227870484520699?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114227870484520699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114227870484520699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114227870484520699' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114227899589515452</id><published>2006-03-13T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T14:43:15.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fun with paper -
&lt;a href="http://www.legacyproject.org/kits/drstarorigami.html" target="_blank"&gt;wishing stars&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.letterfu.com/index.php" target="_blank"&gt;letters without envelopes&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.gumwrapper.com/build.htm" target="_blank"&gt;gum wrapper chain&lt;/a&gt;

For &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=4776181634656145640&amp;pr=goog-sl" target="_blank"&gt;Doug &amp;amp; Dean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114227899589515452?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114227899589515452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114227899589515452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114227899589515452' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114221426552175475</id><published>2006-03-12T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T20:44:25.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Five steps with no help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114221426552175475?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114221426552175475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114221426552175475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114221426552175475' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114221413753377393</id><published>2006-03-12T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T21:40:20.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I took advantage of a cookie booth inside the mall and did some window shopping. Two thoughts. First, I can tell by the store's background music if they want me as a customer. Second, the new spring fashions look like the wardrobe for "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/redirect?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=sidesigns-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;path=external-search%3Fsearch-type=ss%26index=dvd%26keyword=caddyshack"&gt;Caddyshack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=sidesigns-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt;".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114221413753377393?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114221413753377393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114221413753377393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114221413753377393' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114217991021882183</id><published>2006-03-12T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T11:11:50.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring blooms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/domesticpsychology/111373414/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/42/111373414_f4442bd8d2_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/domesticpsychology/111373414/"&gt;IMG_6773&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/domesticpsychology/"&gt;cathymccaughan&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The weather in Knoxville has been too wonderful for words this week.  Everywhere you look you see people just standing outside absorbing the warm sunshine and memorizing the spring color.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114217991021882183?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114217991021882183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114217991021882183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114217991021882183' title='Spring blooms'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114202259651958659</id><published>2006-03-10T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T15:29:56.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/domesticpsychology/110518395/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/56/110518395_447948c448_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/domesticpsychology/110518395/"&gt;IMG_6757&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/domesticpsychology/"&gt;cathymccaughan&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I took this out the car window as I drove by it.  I still want to work up the nerve to get out and get some close-up pictures.  It is unbelievably beautiful outside today.  Mid 70s and sunny with a breeze.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114202259651958659?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114202259651958659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114202259651958659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114202259651958659' title='Spring'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114193087100225228</id><published>2006-03-09T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T14:01:11.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since this blog helps me keep track of who did what and when they did it, I was going to comment that Amy whacked Evan in the head with the Romper Stompers today. Then I realized that they probably are called something else now and that reference would make no sense. So, let's just say that Amy whacked Evan in the head with a big plastic toy today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114193087100225228?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114193087100225228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114193087100225228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114193087100225228' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114192548028586329</id><published>2006-03-09T12:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T12:38:07.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A few blocks from our house is a tree that I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; want to photograph.  I don&amp;#039;t know who lives there, but the dog chained outside makes them look more than a little unfriendly.  Do I risk their wrath by jumping out of the car to take a few quick shots or should I just find another tree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114192548028586329?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114192548028586329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114192548028586329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114192548028586329' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114187387975106149</id><published>2006-03-08T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T22:11:19.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/640/dog.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/320/dog.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking pictures of an all black dog is nearly impossible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114187387975106149?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114187387975106149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114187387975106149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114187387975106149' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114187182387103115</id><published>2006-03-08T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T21:37:03.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To my brother the detective -
Finding an Uncle we never knew about is really cool. Obviously I'm a fan of big families. However, if the DNA is inconclusive, I vote we accept him as an Uncle (especially with the HUGE amount of circumstantial evidence) rather than disturb our grandfather's grave.  Could you please find a generous, wealthy relative now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114187182387103115?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114187182387103115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114187182387103115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114187182387103115' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114185007650956752</id><published>2006-03-08T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T15:34:36.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is this the fun part?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114185007650956752?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114185007650956752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114185007650956752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114185007650956752' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114183746942380046</id><published>2006-03-08T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T12:20:07.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's check my list for today:
Errands for Amy - 2
Errands for Sarah - &lt;strike&gt;4&lt;/strike&gt; 5
Errands for Noah - 1
Assorted planning, paperwork and prep for Girl Scouts
Plan family menu/grocery list
Dishes
Update calendar
&amp;amp; Laundry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114183746942380046?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114183746942380046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114183746942380046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114183746942380046' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114175891873444377</id><published>2006-03-07T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T14:16:51.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/640/IMG_6733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/320/IMG_6733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The &lt;strike&gt;dog&lt;/strike&gt; baby ate my &lt;strike&gt;homework&lt;/strike&gt; preschool tuition check. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114175891873444377?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114175891873444377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114175891873444377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114175891873444377' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114174905144701150</id><published>2006-03-07T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T11:30:51.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.alltooflat.com/geeky/elgoog/m/index.cgi" target="_blank"&gt;.nuf rof tsuJ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114174905144701150?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114174905144701150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114174905144701150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114174905144701150' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114174611093298115</id><published>2006-03-07T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T11:00:09.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;To get out of my cookie sale driving me crazy and husband driving himself crazy funk, I bought myself a new CD for the first time in, um, well, three years actually. Today I am going to listen to the soundtrack to A Lot Like Love (if Amy lets me).
&lt;iframe style="WIDTH: 120px; HEIGHT: 240px" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=sidesigns-20&amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=B0007QS4K0&amp;nou=1&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;lc1=0000ff&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;bg1=ffffff&amp;amp;f=ifr" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114174611093298115?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114174611093298115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114174611093298115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114174611093298115' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114174528959260854</id><published>2006-03-07T09:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T10:28:09.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After a lifetime of using the same deoderant, I seem to have developed an allergy to mine. 
&lt;em&gt;I feel pretty, oh so pretty. . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114174528959260854?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114174528959260854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114174528959260854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114174528959260854' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114170033495015972</id><published>2006-03-07T07:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T21:58:54.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lemon Drop Chicken&lt;/strong&gt;
1 box Girl Scout Lemon Cooler cookies
2 1/2 pounds skinless, boneless chicken breasts, rinsed
Salt and pepper, to season
Salt and pepper the chicken. Crumb the cookies. Coat the chicken with crumbs and bake at 350 degrees for 1 hour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114170033495015972?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114170033495015972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114170033495015972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114170033495015972' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114167235947668508</id><published>2006-03-06T13:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T14:17:29.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/640/sleepwork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/320/sleepwork.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
When Doug says he pulled an &lt;em&gt;all-nighter&lt;/em&gt;, it really went something like this and is followed by 24 hours of sleeping because he's "sick". I can't convince him that this is unhealthy AND unproductive.&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114167235947668508?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114167235947668508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114167235947668508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114167235947668508' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114161468323246450</id><published>2006-03-05T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T22:11:23.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/640/IMG_5271.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/320/IMG_5271.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to my niece Abby!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114161468323246450?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114161468323246450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114161468323246450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114161468323246450' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114160268553457903</id><published>2006-03-05T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T18:51:25.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Crunchy Caramel Apples&lt;/strong&gt;
12 Do-Si-Do cookies (crushed)
12 small apples
1 pkg. (16 oz.) caramels
12 wooden sticks
Insert sticks into top of apples. Melt caramels in double boiler. Dip apples in caramel using a spoon to evenly spread caramel over whole apple. Allow excess caramel to drip off. Immediately dip bottoms of apples into crumbs. Place caramel-covered apple cookie side down on wax paper and let stand about 30 min or until firm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114160268553457903?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114160268553457903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114160268553457903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114160268553457903' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114159673534031954</id><published>2006-03-05T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T17:14:13.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;I'm just an ordinary average guy
My friends are all boring
And so am I
We're just ordinary average guys&amp;quot;

except when I'm not and my life is completely surreal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114159673534031954?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114159673534031954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114159673534031954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114159673534031954' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114157553916272530</id><published>2006-03-05T11:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T11:18:59.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ran over squirrel.
This makes me feel very sad.
Sarah told a joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114157553916272530?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114157553916272530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114157553916272530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114157553916272530' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114147699154999369</id><published>2006-03-04T07:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T07:56:31.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can&amp;#039;t get the column and section breaks out of my word document.  Grrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114147699154999369?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114147699154999369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114147699154999369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114147699154999369' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114147585758235427</id><published>2006-03-04T07:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T07:37:37.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having one car that barely runs really bites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114147585758235427?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114147585758235427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114147585758235427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114147585758235427' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114140806808681234</id><published>2006-03-03T12:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T12:47:48.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We have actually had women at our cookie booth who remember their mothers making cookies to sell. The original Girl Scout cookie recipe seems like a good place to start this year's cookie recipe collection.
*1 cup butter, or substitute
*1 cup sugar
*2 tablespoons milk
*2 eggs
*1 teaspoon vanilla
*2 cups flour
*2 teaspoons baking powder
What to do:  Cream butter and sugar together. Add well-beaten eggs, then milk, flavoring, flour and baking powder. Roll thin and bake in quick oven. (A quick oven would be about 375 degrees for 10 minutes.) Sprinkle sugar on top.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114140806808681234?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114140806808681234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114140806808681234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114140806808681234' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114139832964675302</id><published>2006-03-03T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T10:05:29.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night we all went to the Boy Scout Pinewood Derby. As the half a dozen fathers finished getting the track ready, Evan decided he was thirsty. I am not shy about breastfeeding, but since Evan has decided it's fun to spend his mealtime trying to remove my shirt and popping off the breast to laugh at the spraying milk, I felt uncomfortable frightening the poor Dads in the room. Since the custodians were buzzing all over the school, cleaning the day's filth, I decided to pull out a &lt;strike&gt;sugar tit&lt;/strike&gt; bottle of juice/water. Evan was quickly satisfied and I forgot the whole matter. An hour later I was in the packed cafeteria, helping Amy with her pizza. At that point I realized that Evan had been satisfied, but I had been neglected. Evan was strapped in the stroller so that Sarah could spoon him his cereal and I scurried back to the gym. Two steps out of the cafeteria, one of the Dads decided to be friendly and chat. I mashed my arms against my chest and tried to stay two steps ahead of him. The faster I walked, the faster he walked. I was embarrassed and rude all at the same time. Once I reached the gym I sat down with our pile of backpacks and turned toward the wall. I tried to look busy doing paperwork with one hand while I alternated between fluffing and rubbing my soaked shirt with my other hand. Apparently I didn't look strange enough, because Doug decided this was a good time to introduce me to another Dad. After introducing me, Doug decided to stand there and chat with his friend until he announced that Evan needed a change. I annoyed Doug by just nodding in agreement that Evan needed a new diaper. Frustrated at my lack of action, Doug grunted that he would change Evan if I would hand him the equipment. I handed it to him and pulled the stroller in front of me as a shield. Eventually my shirt dried, but I am sure that one of the dozens of videocameras running all night has evidence. Someday they will pull those tapes out and their jaws will drop. "&lt;em&gt;Why&lt;/em&gt; does that woman look like she's entering a wet t-shirt contest?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114139832964675302?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114139832964675302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114139832964675302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114139832964675302' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114132308728008220</id><published>2006-03-02T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T13:11:27.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Girl Scout cookie time in East Tennessee. When you see the girls in front of the store, please be nice. You don't have to buy the cookies, just don't be rude and hateful. You would not believe the awful things that people will say to Girl Scouts trying to sell cookies. You're on a diet and have no need for the cookies? Most troops are also collecting boxes of cookies for community organizations. Our troop is collecting cookies for &lt;a href="http://www.rideatstar.org/index.htm" target="_blank"&gt;STAR&lt;/a&gt;. Our troop is older girls and this usually elicits some negative comments from people who think scouting is only for cute little Brownies. Teens who are active in organized activities are healthier, happier and safer. Scouts is a place where it doesn't matter if you are a goth, jock or prep. It is a safe place for girls to be friends and have fun. The cost of the cookies is the main complaint the girls hear. No, they are not a bargain. They are a fundraiser. That money pays for council staff, the &lt;a href="http://www.tanasi.org/Program-2005-IntroToSummerCamp.asp" target="_blank"&gt;camp's maintenance&lt;/a&gt; and scout activities. Last year our troop used their cookie profits to spend a day in Chattanooga. It was fun, educational and something that some of the girls would never have done if it weren't for Girl Scouts and the cookie sale. This year we want to earn enough to go white water rafting. The next time a Girl Scout asks you if you want to buy some cookies, ask her what her troop is going to do with their profits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114132308728008220?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114132308728008220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114132308728008220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114132308728008220' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114123575648795861</id><published>2006-03-01T12:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T14:17:36.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Lockdown is so stupid. We put a table in front of the door and the door opens out so the table does nothing. Then we sit under our desks silently with the lights turned off and everyone text messages on their phones."

I remember crawling under the desk for earthquake drills and sitting along the walls of the hallways for tornado drills. We never had to think about strangers or classmates using guns in the school. In high school, lots of the students had guns in their trucks and nobody thought twice about it.  Sometimes it all feels like busy work to make us believe that we can help, like sending husbands to tear sheets and boil water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114123575648795861?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114123575648795861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114123575648795861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114123575648795861' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114122296446422639</id><published>2006-03-01T09:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T09:22:44.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Girl Scout cookies arrive tomorrow.  They are delivering them to troops in the mall parking lot.  I think we have figured out &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; we are getting 117 cases (12 boxes per case) of Girl Scout cookies from the mall to our house. Now I need to decide &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to put them so that preschoolers and dogs (and husbands) won't snack on them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114122296446422639?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114122296446422639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114122296446422639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114122296446422639' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114122189995506759</id><published>2006-03-01T09:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T09:04:59.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I lived in the land of Peachtree Roads for a few years and &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-5366552067462745475&amp;q=%22meditation+on+the+speed+limit%22" target="_blank"&gt;this video&lt;/a&gt; just cracks me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114122189995506759?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114122189995506759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114122189995506759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114122189995506759' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114123147345384544</id><published>2006-03-01T08:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T11:44:33.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Favorite Doug quote from yesterday - "Looks like Mommy is dancing."

Favorite Doug quote today - "If everyone can survive until Friday, this weekend I'll try to find out what's making us sick.&amp;quot;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114123147345384544?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114123147345384544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114123147345384544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114123147345384544' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114118049229253538</id><published>2006-02-28T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T21:34:52.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel blech.  Yucky and wierd in a way I have never felt before.  The constant drone of helicopters over the neighborhood doesn&amp;#039;t help either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114118049229253538?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114118049229253538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114118049229253538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114118049229253538' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114114430230068058</id><published>2006-02-28T11:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T11:36:54.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shhhh. Don't tell Doug cause it makes his face turn purple, but I let Evan unroll the toilet tissue. I know it's wasteful, but it makes Evan so very happy. It's easy to clean up, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114114430230068058?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114114430230068058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114114430230068058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114114430230068058' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114114413517385223</id><published>2006-02-28T10:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T11:28:55.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you can lie still for stitches in your eyebrow, why do I have to wait until you are asleep to trim your fingernails?  &amp;quot;Ow!  You&amp;#039;re hurting my nails.&amp;quot;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114114413517385223?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114114413517385223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114114413517385223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114114413517385223' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114113591082598350</id><published>2006-02-28T09:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:11:52.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There was a time when I never missed watching the Oscars. While it wasn't the spiritual experience that Westminster is, it was fun to try and guess who would win the awards. Yes, it was also about playing fashion police. "That dress is beautiful but why is &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; wearing &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;?" This year I have seen &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; that is nominated. nada. zip. shake your hand in a zero shape and then blow on your outstretched palm. If they had an awards show for cheesy children's programming I'd be all over it. " ...and the award for most tragic episode goes to...the one where the doll dies!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114113591082598350?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114113591082598350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114113591082598350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114113591082598350' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114108471997648220</id><published>2006-02-27T18:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T18:58:39.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ringo Starr, George Carlin or Alec Baldwin?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114108471997648220?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114108471997648220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114108471997648220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114108471997648220' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114104567787262756</id><published>2006-02-27T08:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T08:07:57.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy is tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Evan would not sleep last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am a Mombie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114104567787262756?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114104567787262756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114104567787262756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114104567787262756' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114100398582084037</id><published>2006-02-26T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T20:33:05.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I remember my parents letting me stay up past my bedtime if The Sound of Music or The Wizard of Oz was on the television. I'm letting my children stay up to watch War Games.
&lt;iframe style="WIDTH: 120px; HEIGHT: 240px" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=sidesigns-20&amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=0792838467&amp;nou=1&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;lc1=0000ff&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;bg1=ffffff&amp;amp;f=ifr" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114100398582084037?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114100398582084037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114100398582084037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114100398582084037' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114099164681813626</id><published>2006-02-26T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T17:07:26.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/640/IMG_6581.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/320/IMG_6581.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Juggling Tour 2006&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114099164681813626?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114099164681813626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114099164681813626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114099164681813626' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114090773709883320</id><published>2006-02-25T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T17:48:57.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/640/IMG_6526_edited.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/320/IMG_6526_edited.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juggle the baby.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114090773709883320?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114090773709883320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114090773709883320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114090773709883320' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114080569134193117</id><published>2006-02-24T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T13:28:11.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.perezhilton.com/topics/p_crazybaby_present/perezhiltoncom_presents_gwens_20060223.php" target="_blank"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is just too funny.

&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.bloggingbaby.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Blogging Baby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114080569134193117?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114080569134193117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114080569134193117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114080569134193117' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114079704265314550</id><published>2006-02-24T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T11:04:02.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sarah text messaged early this morning as she was being evacuated from her school for a bomb threat. We sat at home and text messaged for a few hours before she sent the "everyone is checking out now" message. Doug went to the school and learned we had fallen for the old "&lt;em&gt;everybody&lt;/em&gt;" trick. What to do? Check her out because lots of other parents were doing it? Be paranoid that the bomb squad missed something when they swept the school? Leave her at school? There is no parent training for bomb threats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114079704265314550?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114079704265314550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114079704265314550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114079704265314550' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114074092756432735</id><published>2006-02-23T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T19:28:47.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Those aren&amp;#039;t Christmas lights on our house.  Those are Girl Scout cookie lights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114074092756432735?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114074092756432735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114074092756432735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114074092756432735' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114071941089255098</id><published>2006-02-23T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T13:30:10.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Target sent me a temporary tattoo of the little target bullseye. Shouldn't they pay me if I'm going to be their billboard? What if I use the tattoo inappropriately? Will they sue me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114071941089255098?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114071941089255098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114071941089255098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114071941089255098' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114071132900764319</id><published>2006-02-23T11:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T17:58:20.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"On my next birfday, I'll be two!&amp;quot;
"No, you'll be four."
"No! I will be two!"

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought she wouldn't start that until after she turned 30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114071132900764319?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114071132900764319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114071132900764319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114071132900764319' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114065047730270937</id><published>2006-02-22T18:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T18:21:17.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time to post Girl Scout cookie recipes again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114065047730270937?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114065047730270937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114065047730270937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114065047730270937' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114055598665831552</id><published>2006-02-21T15:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T16:06:26.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so peeved at our elementary school and the non-stop fundraising that I am going to sleep on it for a day before I write them a letter about how ridiculously out-of-control this has become.  Poor, sweet Noah gets a big sales pitch about how great each and every fundraiser is and how easy it will be to sell the stuff-of-the-moment.  He comes home all excited, tries so hard and fails miserably.  I put my heart into his Boy Scout popcorn sale and Sarah&amp;#039;s cookie sales but the school has pushed me too far.  Just at Noah&amp;#039;s elementary school this year we have had PTA capital campaign, book orders, book fair, school carnival, pancake breakfast, coupon books, pies, change jar collection and now magazines.  Sadly, this won&amp;#039;t be the last one this year.  Elementary age children should not be asked to participate in more than two fundraisers each year and if the school is too stupid to realize that, maybe our over-bearing, big brother of a government needs to put a leash on this.  Have adults sell, but leave my children alone!

Anybody want to buy a &amp;%#@ &lt;a href="http://store.gafundraising.com/Store.aspx?ur=9" target="_blank"&gt;magazine subscription&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114055598665831552?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114055598665831552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114055598665831552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114055598665831552' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114054365780173912</id><published>2006-02-21T12:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T13:46:21.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/domesticpsychology/98396187/" target="_blank"&gt;Evan's&lt;/a&gt; fingernails grow so fast I have to trim them every few days, so why does he still look bald?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114054365780173912?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114054365780173912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114054365780173912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114054365780173912' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114054350706592544</id><published>2006-02-21T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T12:38:27.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why won't my children wear their coats? Don't they know that when Mom is cold, everybody is cold?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114054350706592544?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114054350706592544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114054350706592544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114054350706592544' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114053542837238900</id><published>2006-02-21T10:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T10:23:48.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A &lt;a href="http://blogs.knoxnews.com/knx/silence/archives/2006/02/prescription_dr.shtml" target="_blank"&gt;discount drug card&lt;/a&gt; might help the TennCare insured who have more scripts than TennCare will allow, but it doesn't really help the uninsured. If an opportunity ever allowed the possibility of getting insurance, we can't risk any pre-existing conditions interfering with obtaining coverage, so we try not to go to the doctor. The irony, of course, is that if we went to the doctor enough to be uninsurable, we might qualify for TennCare, but probably not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114053542837238900?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114053542837238900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114053542837238900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114053542837238900' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114053143483219961</id><published>2006-02-21T09:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T13:48:22.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It&amp;#039;s hard to get out of bed on a frigid morning when &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/domesticpsychology/80038992/" target="_blank"&gt;Molly&lt;/a&gt; is napping on your feet. She is better than a &lt;a href="http://movies2.nytimes.com/gst/movies/movie.html?v_id=238422" target="_blank"&gt;Bewitched bedwarmer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114053143483219961?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114053143483219961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114053143483219961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114053143483219961' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114047855562034413</id><published>2006-02-20T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T18:35:55.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think 7 p.m. is a perfectly acceptable bedtime. Don't you?
I think Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's in bed is a perfectly acceptable dinner. Don't you?
I think men speak before their brains process the thought. Don't you?
I think I need a break. Don't you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114047855562034413?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114047855562034413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114047855562034413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114047855562034413' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114046254983977124</id><published>2006-02-20T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T14:10:17.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When the children have been with a friend for too long, they start bickering and acting like over-tired toddlers. This is the fourth day without school and they are now acting like over-tired grumpies with each other. Contrary to my brother's beliefs, there&lt;em&gt; is&lt;/em&gt; a &amp;quot;quota on fun&amp;quot; and we have passed it.  Time to go back to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114046254983977124?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114046254983977124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114046254983977124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114046254983977124' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114040575313603243</id><published>2006-02-19T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T22:22:33.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/640/napping.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/320/napping.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how was YOUR weekend?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114040575313603243?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114040575313603243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114040575313603243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114040575313603243' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114036412983015867</id><published>2006-02-19T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T10:48:49.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lone gray hair down &lt;em&gt;there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ugly harbinger of death&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will trim and tweeze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114036412983015867?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114036412983015867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114036412983015867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114036412983015867' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114028550467794842</id><published>2006-02-18T12:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T12:58:30.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/640/IMG_6268.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/320/IMG_6268.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114028550467794842?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114028550467794842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114028550467794842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114028550467794842' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114021092364360998</id><published>2006-02-17T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T16:15:23.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weekend - When "we can" transport the children to and from activities. Today is karate, movies, mall, grocery and a sleepover day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114021092364360998?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114021092364360998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114021092364360998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114021092364360998' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114020404479918708</id><published>2006-02-17T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T14:20:44.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If Sarah tells me she's &lt;em&gt;bo-red&lt;/em&gt; one more time, I think I will scream. Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114020404479918708?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114020404479918708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114020404479918708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114020404479918708' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114020387111407998</id><published>2006-02-17T13:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T14:17:51.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I need an exorcist to get rid of this cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114020387111407998?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114020387111407998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114020387111407998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114020387111407998' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114019456100603176</id><published>2006-02-17T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T11:42:41.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The last time we were supposed to have snow, we got nothing.  That&amp;#039;s what I expect &lt;a href="http://www.intellicast.com/IcastPage/LoadPage.aspx?seg=LocalWeather&amp;loc=ktys&amp;product=Forecast&amp;prodgrp=Forecasts&amp;prodnav=none" target="_blank"&gt;this time&lt;/a&gt;, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114019456100603176?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114019456100603176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114019456100603176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114019456100603176' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114012920460284094</id><published>2006-02-16T17:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T17:33:24.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-7152566475009893448&amp;amp;q=rock+engagement" target="_blank"&gt;brother's office&lt;/a&gt; looks like a fun place to work. My brother is in the background watching the young musicians.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114012920460284094?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114012920460284094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114012920460284094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114012920460284094' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114011945428625266</id><published>2006-02-16T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T14:50:54.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Those aren't Christmas lights on the house. They are "winter lights".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114011945428625266?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114011945428625266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114011945428625266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114011945428625266' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-114009964634313323</id><published>2006-02-16T08:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T09:28:48.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have felt pretty indifferent about taking Amy to see the new Curious George movie. After watching the music video ten zillion times, I think I would like to take her just to hear the rest of the soundtrack.  I do have a Blingo ticket I&amp;#039;ve been saving for X-Men 3.
&lt;iframe style="WIDTH: 120px; HEIGHT: 240px" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=sidesigns-20&amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=B000CR7RDE&amp;IS1=1&amp;amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;lc1=0000ff&amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=ffffff&amp;npa=1&amp;amp;f=ifr" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-114009964634313323?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114009964634313323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/114009964634313323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114009964634313323' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113997594946128742</id><published>2006-02-14T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T22:59:09.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Way to go &lt;a href="http://www.westminsterkennelclub.org/2006/results/group/terrier.html" target="_blank"&gt;Rufus&lt;/a&gt;!  Your &lt;a href="http://www.westminsterkennelclub.org/breedinformation/terrier/bullterc.html" target="_blank"&gt;personality&lt;/a&gt; came shining through tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113997594946128742?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113997594946128742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113997594946128742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113997594946128742' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113997419532385532</id><published>2006-02-14T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T22:29:55.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I could do just one selfish and indulgent thing in my life, it would be to be in attendance at Westminster just once before I die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113997419532385532?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113997419532385532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113997419532385532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113997419532385532' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113997410810269908</id><published>2006-02-14T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T22:28:28.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I liked the Sheltie but the Old English Sheepdog is a great looking dog. Lots of maintenance and grooming, though I suspect the new &lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/shaggydog/" target="_blank"&gt;Shaggy Dog&lt;/a&gt; movie will make this dog and &lt;a href="http://www.westminsterkennelclub.org/breedinformation/herding/beardcol.html" target="_blank"&gt;Bearded Collies&lt;/a&gt; popular.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113997410810269908?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113997410810269908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113997410810269908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113997410810269908' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113997216460931637</id><published>2006-02-14T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T21:59:08.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://www.westminsterkennelclub.org/breedinformation/index.html#herding" target="_blank"&gt;herding group&lt;/a&gt; has &lt;a href="http://www.westminsterkennelclub.org/history/bisrecords.html" target="_blank"&gt;won Westminster&lt;/a&gt; the least, but they are my favorites.  They are active, intelligent, social and loyal family members.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113997216460931637?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113997216460931637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113997216460931637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113997216460931637' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113997204862110770</id><published>2006-02-14T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T21:54:08.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Deerhound shape and stride remind me of Molly.  Sometimes the judges are intimidating.  The hound judge looked sincerely happy to be there.  Nice.

A shoe manufacturer with attractive but comfortable women&amp;#039;s shoes would make a fortune backstage at Westminster.  The men all look appropriately formal, but some of the women look just clueless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113997204862110770?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113997204862110770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113997204862110770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113997204862110770' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113996850121468063</id><published>2006-02-14T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T20:56:23.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://www.westminsterkennelclub.org/breedinformation/sporting/golden.html" target="_blank"&gt;Golden Retriever&lt;/a&gt; is one of my favorite breeds.  They are wonderful with children.  I would like to have seen more personality from the winner of the sporting group though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113996850121468063?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113996850121468063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113996850121468063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113996850121468063' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113996734202477782</id><published>2006-02-14T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T20:35:42.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Mommy, I tooted."
"OK.  Maybe I should call you Tootie."
"No. I'm Little Toot.  And Daddy is Big Toot."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113996734202477782?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113996734202477782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113996734202477782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113996734202477782' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113995016052362916</id><published>2006-02-14T15:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T15:49:20.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good - A sweet Valentine blog from Doug.
Bad - Blogger being down most of the day.
Good - Deep sleep that leaves a puddle of drool on my pillow.
Bad - Waking up to find my nose crusted and stuck to the pillowcase.
Good - Valentine candy from grandparents.
Bad - The three-year-old feeding candy to the baby.
Good - The baby&amp;#039;s chocolate covered grin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113995016052362916?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113995016052362916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113995016052362916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113995016052362916' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113988960217722914</id><published>2006-02-13T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T23:00:02.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG, &lt;em&gt;please&lt;/em&gt; don&amp;#039;t &lt;a href="http://www.usanetwork.com/sports/westminsterdogshow/theshow/characterprofiles/rappaport/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;joke about 101 Dalmations&lt;/a&gt; at a dog show.  There is nothing worse than people buying a dog because of a movie or television show.  You have to research the breed and consider how it would fit in your family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113988960217722914?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113988960217722914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113988960217722914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113988960217722914' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113988938786224155</id><published>2006-02-13T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T22:56:27.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.westminsterkennelclub.org/breedinformation/index.html#nonsporting" target="_blank"&gt;Yes&lt;/a&gt;!  It would be great to see a Dalmation &lt;a href="http://www.westminsterkennelclub.org/history/bisrecords.html" target="_blank"&gt;finally win&lt;/a&gt; but just getting to the finals is a triumph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113988938786224155?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113988938786224155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113988938786224155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113988938786224155' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113988863231539307</id><published>2006-02-13T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T22:43:52.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/joe-garagiola" target="_blank"&gt;Joe Garagiola&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0218839/" target="_blank"&gt;Fred Willard&lt;/a&gt; is funny, but Mr.Garagiola was a comforting and familiar part of the show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113988863231539307?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113988863231539307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113988863231539307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113988863231539307' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113988707064001817</id><published>2006-02-13T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T22:17:50.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nope, I&amp;#039;m just not a &lt;a href="http://www.westminsterkennelclub.org/breedinformation/toy/pug.html" target="_blank"&gt;Pug&lt;/a&gt; fan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113988707064001817?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113988707064001817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113988707064001817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113988707064001817' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113988473926751617</id><published>2006-02-13T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T21:40:12.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love them all, but the &lt;a href="http://www.westminsterkennelclub.org/breedinformation/index.html#toy" target="_blank"&gt;toy group&lt;/a&gt; is probably my least favorite.  Westminster loves them though.  Actually, I think they love poodles more than anything.  I just wish poodles got more dignified hairstyles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113988473926751617?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113988473926751617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113988473926751617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113988473926751617' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113988447927359361</id><published>2006-02-13T21:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T21:34:39.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How could your heart not melt when you watched &lt;a href="http://www.westminsterkennelclub.org/breedinformation/index.html#terrier" target="_blank"&gt;Rufus&lt;/a&gt; prance around that floor.  Those &lt;a href="http://www.westminsterkennelclub.org/breedinformation/terrier/bullterc.html" target="_blank"&gt;little paws&lt;/a&gt; are just too sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113988447927359361?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113988447927359361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113988447927359361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113988447927359361' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113988145842889910</id><published>2006-02-13T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T20:44:18.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When the judge moved the Rottweiler to the front, that dog &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;knew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; he was the &lt;a href="http://www.westminsterkennelclub.org/breedinformation/index.html#working" target="_blank"&gt;winner&lt;/a&gt;.  Beautiful dog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113988145842889910?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113988145842889910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113988145842889910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113988145842889910' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113984768150361982</id><published>2006-02-13T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T11:21:21.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've mentioned before that my extended family is heavily armed and very big on hunting. I've been on several of the hunting excursions, including quail hunting. Not one person in my family or any of their friends has ever accidently shot anyone. However, based on my family's experiences, Mr.Cheney should never be allowed to drive a riding lawnmower. He would be deadly on one of those.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113984768150361982?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113984768150361982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113984768150361982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113984768150361982' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113984088666396186</id><published>2006-02-13T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T09:28:06.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kcs2.knox.k12tn.net/kcs2/weather/FMPro?-db=updates&amp;-format=updates.htm&amp;amp;-find"&gt;School is closed&lt;/a&gt; today but our roads are clear. Noah is already bo-o-red. Sarah is online plotting a trip to the movies with her friends. Tommy is annoyed that I won't let him spend the entire day playing warcraft online. Evan won't nap with all the noise and Doug can't work with all the chaos. I think I will get dressed and drag everyone somewhere so Doug can have some peace. Maybe we'll go pound on the school doors. "Let us in!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113984088666396186?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113984088666396186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113984088666396186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113984088666396186' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113978969554399353</id><published>2006-02-12T19:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T19:16:23.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060212/ap_on_en_ot/obit_benchley" target="_blank"&gt;He&lt;/a&gt; is the reason all my children run screaming whenever they hear "&lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;" music. The tickle monster is always right behind them.  
Da-dum. Da-dum. Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-DA-DA-DA-DA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113978969554399353?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113978969554399353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113978969554399353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113978969554399353' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113976275393670597</id><published>2006-02-12T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T14:34:13.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forget "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0094812/quotes" target="_blank"&gt;long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days&lt;/a&gt;."  It's impossible to share a good kiss with your husband when your nose is completely stuffed.
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;smooch&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;gasp&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;smack&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;gasp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113976275393670597?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113976275393670597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113976275393670597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113976275393670597' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113970914199543983</id><published>2006-02-11T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T20:52:22.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As much fun as it is to say "I'm blogging that," it is more fun to hold back on something totally bloggable. "Shall I go blog you-know-what?" I am soooo evil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113970914199543983?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113970914199543983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113970914199543983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113970914199543983' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113967996355308820</id><published>2006-02-11T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T12:46:03.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where is our snow?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113967996355308820?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113967996355308820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113967996355308820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113967996355308820' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113959857163925306</id><published>2006-02-10T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T14:09:31.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weekends.  The time when most bloggers are too busy to blog while I desperately look for something interesting to read so I can hide from laundry.  There should be a webring just for weekend bloggers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113959857163925306?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113959857163925306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113959857163925306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113959857163925306' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348915.post-113958920373619797</id><published>2006-02-10T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T11:33:23.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/640/knoxweather.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/294/1158/320/knoxweather.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need milk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6348915-113958920373619797?l=domesticpsychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113958920373619797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6348915/posts/default/113958920373619797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticpsychology.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113958920373619797' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15980108814419803603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjywWRyO4rs/R7RCuO7HFXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TfWZIAx_Lgg/S220/cathyanddoug300x300mod.png'/></author></entry></feed>
