<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-6557133986362683470</id><updated>2025-04-02T02:53:09.064-04:00</updated><category term="21F"/><category term="Breasts"/><category term="Hollywood"/><category term="Honest Scrap"/><category term="LOL BRB"/><category term="Marty Conn"/><category term="Molesting Ray Bradbury"/><category term="Slanket"/><category term="Snuggie"/><category term="award"/><category term="birthday"/><category term="bloggess"/><category term="bra"/><category term="breakfast"/><category term="don&#39;t know why I did this"/><category term="famous"/><category term="full cup"/><category term="meme"/><category term="patent"/><category term="perky"/><category term="stolen"/><category term="weird"/><category term="wolverines"/><title type='text'>Auntie Kitten&#39;s Antics</title><subtitle type='html'>These things could only happen to me. And maybe you, bless your heart.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-5858024349571446844</id><published>2012-11-21T15:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-11-21T15:53:13.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DIY Mammogram </title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;While out shopping with my dearest, most elderly &amp;nbsp;old friend the other day we came across this:


A DIY Mammogram:









Health care reform, anyone?
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/5858024349571446844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2012/11/diy-mammogram.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/5858024349571446844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/5858024349571446844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2012/11/diy-mammogram.html' title='DIY Mammogram '/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhar3aY_dgV7eoW3MOUdfjA0zjtVMVHoqKboy1xPQx33xMnrTGdAR4gE1E6oHc3irc9jxwdNVgYVopAYvl4YzyiIslyAERUrVNJ39WlgZ7jebGR8v03OhYHLYvkxTOvQmrKzrGzJCHgb7Sd/s72-c/mammo.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-8629806138557470330</id><published>2012-10-22T10:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-10-22T10:30:42.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Even Chicken Poop Is Lucky </title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Yes, you read that right. In my experience, chicken poop is a lovely, lucky thing. Here&#39;s what happened:

&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;This lady, we&#39;ll call her &#39;Darla&#39;- (because her name is really Marla, you see, so I&#39;m protecting her identity because I am thoughtful) decided to have a giveaway on her blog. And I think &#39;Darla&#39; was sitting around asking herself &amp;nbsp;&quot;Self, how do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/8629806138557470330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2012/10/even-chicken-poop-is-lucky.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/8629806138557470330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/8629806138557470330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2012/10/even-chicken-poop-is-lucky.html' title='Even Chicken Poop Is Lucky '/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-913217752280349344</id><published>2012-07-25T09:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-25T09:10:59.228-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Priorities</title><summary type="text">

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/913217752280349344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2012/07/priorities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/913217752280349344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/913217752280349344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2012/07/priorities.html' title='Priorities'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4QzyIJ7V1rYmz65GPcR_bIbVxlOYDkHICWB1OWoFfRBZm4r-TY-P4V94q9i8MRYRqBlW64PsiT_Rm9atOqO5jlGtLLVrqbHOOgI39xka9P7h_Ot1-2dTFxz_3GCZTVmR8ZbUJLVKd10k7/s72-c/WorkOnYourself.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-9125024001708525709</id><published>2012-05-07T12:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-05-08T11:51:09.722-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today&#39;s Parenting Tip</title><summary type="text">

&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Parenting Tip: Get your children to leave the good food for you by telling them &quot;It has that stuff in it you don&#39;t like.&quot; This has worked for me for 25 years!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/9125024001708525709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2012/05/todays-parenting-tip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/9125024001708525709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/9125024001708525709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2012/05/todays-parenting-tip.html' title='Today&#39;s Parenting Tip'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZMCVMXc0BPlbthT-Lr7HM-kjS6s2BpuBXH6D1ango-DqAJ0zfxR27k88eRUp5B4TVSFontm5j0Qa0nU4_wVM1Em0n5K4h8Ngs9j6RJo6KXpMF7WQ3hWkkPtV0nfy-bnY-toIiChOHw84I/s72-c/Parenting.tip1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-295614302136722778</id><published>2012-05-06T11:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2012-05-06T11:34:35.877-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today&#39;s Housekeeping Tip:</title><summary type="text">
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/295614302136722778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2012/05/todays-housekeeping-tip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/295614302136722778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/295614302136722778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2012/05/todays-housekeeping-tip.html' title='Today&#39;s Housekeeping Tip:'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbbfMHG0kNTAKEGMx6T1yyvq9kYYWdtIcyfmi3m_fYn3CZnHNfQ9yhwAzM58RYfcRtjhKtqo4rVIXbi8y8Xkki9GhpU0406lCD7LNGRiZUY1K6kQMHfMvGgBHud1EeD1vEgkGkmWThx6mf/s72-c/FFHousekeepingtip.1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-3799406543193225866</id><published>2011-11-05T12:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T12:36:33.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Is Over, But I&#39;m Still Scared</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It takes a lot to shock me. The other day I came out of my doctor&#39;s office and on the way to the car in some landscaping thingy in the parking lot I spied a giant pair of granny panties. Who does this? Who tosses their giant butt-covers on top of wood chips and doesn&#39;t look back. It&#39;s haunting me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/3799406543193225866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-is-over-but-im-still-scared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/3799406543193225866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/3799406543193225866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-is-over-but-im-still-scared.html' title='Halloween Is Over, But I&#39;m Still Scared'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-3669040040783192628</id><published>2011-01-02T12:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T14:35:25.489-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="birthday"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="famous"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Marty Conn"/><title type='text'>Wait! Dinner. Suprise Show?</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Our Thursday night was unusual. My daughter wanted to go to The Cheesecake Factory for her birthday. Sounds good to me! Of course there isn&#39;t one near the house. It takes around an hour to get there. I called to make reservations for our party of nine, but they only take reservations up to five o&#39;clock. No, I wasn&#39;t calling after that time. They don&#39;t make evening </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/3669040040783192628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2011/01/wait-dinner-suprise-show.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/3669040040783192628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/3669040040783192628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2011/01/wait-dinner-suprise-show.html' title='Wait! Dinner. Suprise Show?'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7F4g0V2RYf1eOjfvZK6jsy6H51DqsuRcKJ0tZ0Z8mgM6lLxSZ_3dy46CuysvJn61aTkSg8A279Ovmeb6QQNzBmb3Hojhmokr_DzcMvyWhbxU0dUZ4a58RxBJ2fMrMkHqkb8aTY0MNpQj6/s72-c/tammi.martyconn.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-2302606729713442992</id><published>2010-12-27T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T18:43:18.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beverly Hills Never Looked So Bad: Housewives</title><summary type="text">So, Housewives of Beverly Hills, anyone? I haven&#39;t watched most of these &#39;Housewives&#39; shows, but I did catch some Orange County and some New York.

The contender for phoniest person to date has to go to the wife of Frasier. Dude, seriously? Couldn&#39;t you find anyone more shallow? I don&#39;t usually dislike public figures, but this woman doesn&#39;t seem to have an authentic bone in her body - unless </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/2302606729713442992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2010/12/beverly-hills-never-looked-so-bad.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/2302606729713442992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/2302606729713442992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2010/12/beverly-hills-never-looked-so-bad.html' title='Beverly Hills Never Looked So Bad: Housewives'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-5537209936981316657</id><published>2010-12-06T23:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T23:56:50.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoveling Sunshine</title><summary type="text">Jo Schaffer from Shoveling in a Jo Storm&amp;nbsp; presented me with the Sunshine Award. Thanks Jo!

Now, I do not mean to sound ungrateful in any way. As a matter of fact, I&#39;m more curious about how my little blog, which I assume about three people might see every month, could get an award at all. I was fairly certain those people were here quite by accident, and stayed only long enough to hit the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/5537209936981316657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2010/12/shoveling-sunshine.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/5537209936981316657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/5537209936981316657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2010/12/shoveling-sunshine.html' title='Shoveling Sunshine'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGuw9zEkn6khhruaPjfBTTnNtvDWsvKc5KL7pXi92oUZFSK7EkhBmY16oerlYKPHktdJ-czPysyOG9_WiVRw2NaezIbo7-207lqMUvTcAEZZQhfWOw4-l8ebEtacAVpedaZ47x4LOE8h-z/s72-c/sunshineaward.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-1919453239961588693</id><published>2010-03-30T08:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T08:23:28.534-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently, You CAN Fool Me Twice.</title><summary type="text">Saturday, we needed help with the cable. Our new box, which just replaced the new box we got on Wednesday, wasn&#39;t working properly. I made an appointment for &#39;some time between noon and two.&#39; 

At 10:38 I was out and about, nearly done with my errands, when my phone rings. It was Dino with Time Warner Cable. He said would like to come to the house a little early. When I asked how early he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/1919453239961588693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2010/03/apparently-you-can-fool-me-twice.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/1919453239961588693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/1919453239961588693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2010/03/apparently-you-can-fool-me-twice.html' title='Apparently, You CAN Fool Me Twice.'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-356287593675880311</id><published>2010-02-03T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T19:32:54.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice, Ice, Baby</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Auntie Kitten is at it again, kiddies! A little back story to start: One time we were at Great Wolf Lodge and some toilets were having issues. The maintenance crew brought giant buckets of ice and flushed them down the toilets, clearing the lines. It was icy magic, I tell ya&#39;!

&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Fast forward to today at my house. The toilet seemed a little hesitant</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/356287593675880311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2010/02/ice-ice-baby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/356287593675880311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/356287593675880311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2010/02/ice-ice-baby.html' title='Ice, Ice, Baby'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-4692288910382356517</id><published>2009-12-17T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:48:13.709-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="patent"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Slanket"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Snuggie"/><title type='text'>Slanket/Snuggie Update #1</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here it is! To quote my mother on Facebook:
&amp;nbsp;Water damaged polaroid but proof, none the less, that you did indeed begin wearing robes backward by the time you were 19 months old!

&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ladies and gentlemen, I submit to you that I did indeed deserve the Slanket/Snuggie patent.


</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/4692288910382356517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/12/slanketsnuggie-update-1.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/4692288910382356517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/4692288910382356517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/12/slanketsnuggie-update-1.html' title='Slanket/Snuggie Update #1'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw7_4Wvg33haqnbcs5QZI-lh2iQv9vQvZWEj469-7GnHFKet0zJJah9cwTSERYKyshqZPt9qPUuYhXvPFKq281rGukO8epJIo_ARTSmF-MEykLpwk8_TJLpy9iozmF6C4QBwGDnv07d_cH/s72-c/OriginalSlanket.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-1755883014830890866</id><published>2009-12-16T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T10:58:47.437-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snuggie/Slanket Tutorial</title><summary type="text">People, Auntie Kitten is disappointed in some of you. I really hate to be the one to bring a burgeoning industry to it&#39;s knees, but... seriously? A Snuggie/Slanket is pretty much wearing your robe backwards. I&#39;ve been doing this for years. God knows I wish I had been the one to realize millions of people are not clever enough to realize this and capitalize on the dim-wittedness. I curse myself, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/1755883014830890866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/12/snuggieslanket-tutorial.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/1755883014830890866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/1755883014830890866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/12/snuggieslanket-tutorial.html' title='Snuggie/Slanket Tutorial'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-6583931236083986569</id><published>2009-08-23T11:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T11:02:01.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Little Favor</title><summary type="text">We&#39;re going to Little Italy today. Please come and clean my house while we are gone! Don&#39;t forget to do the laundry!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/6583931236083986569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-little-favor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/6583931236083986569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/6583931236083986569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-little-favor.html' title='Just a Little Favor'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-6343979160688206858</id><published>2009-07-19T03:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:32:57.889-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="award"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Honest Scrap"/><title type='text'>Honest Scrap: From Lorelia Gilmore to Cruella De Vil</title><summary type="text">Kendhal over at Stepmom Extraordinaire decided I deserved this, so here we go! I am supposed to share 10 things about myself you may not know, but are absolutely true. I am also obliged to pass this on to 5 bloggers.1. I used to find making lists one of the most comforting things in life. I realized it did not matter how many lists I made, they didn&#39;t change a thing. Now they do not carry the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/6343979160688206858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/07/honest-scrap-from-lorelia-gilmore-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/6343979160688206858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/6343979160688206858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/07/honest-scrap-from-lorelia-gilmore-to.html' title='Honest Scrap: From Lorelia Gilmore to Cruella De Vil'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRiniSPct5YTNVBCEy2FQ784FL9S_LBA74XHdwO_FP_OOWm7uV5pF8L9O9yJit4nkTB70f0abNiJtZkvk6wx2OxrMC_qb8UJUYpf8Bmf5ztVw1tUPx-g-LIIos9xpDjnlsh0v2EZFC1rYY/s72-c/HonestScrap.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-2522980576184447336</id><published>2009-06-28T15:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T15:59:24.538-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="don&#39;t know why I did this"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="meme"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stolen"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weird"/><title type='text'>A Stolen Meme I don&#39;t know why I did.</title><summary type="text">Today we ripped this meme off a blogger named Becky from Musings from the Sofa. She credits two bloggers for her theft, the Queen, and also Zoesmom. But, it was probably stolen there as well. So, of course, that will be as far as we go. Tracing back our theft&#39;s thieves might take some time. Link back to us at Sunday Stealing!Cheers to all us thieves!Sunday Stealing: The ABC MemeA – An advantage </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/2522980576184447336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/06/stolen-meme-i-dont-know-why-i-did.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/2522980576184447336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/2522980576184447336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/06/stolen-meme-i-dont-know-why-i-did.html' title='A Stolen Meme I don&#39;t know why I did.'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqmcLBAYZdt8ZqJfqPBSeCGABZcnzPhripUWG04S3orThRsNS-D3k_xBQ2AyDlhXQOC3RSRSjg0pxPIl1VmVHhIO4yggrcqfuTn2DCAAqQkwwVTAcVZK_VLjRf_9z-NzD4Ar666piumv8/s72-c/Woman+on+Sofa_large.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-1148493308556728534</id><published>2009-06-27T00:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:34:19.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night Around The Dinner Table</title><summary type="text">We were at dinner when Crystal, who couldn&#39;t keep from checking twitter to see if she won an iPhone, said &quot;Michael Jackson is dead!&quot; I thought she was joking or someone else was joking but she said she got it from a totally trustworthy source - TMZ.The first thing out of my mouth was &quot;The Thriller is gone&quot;Then, after the girls decided who was going to write that on facebook, I said &quot;I guess he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/1148493308556728534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-night-around-dinner-table.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/1148493308556728534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/1148493308556728534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-night-around-dinner-table.html' title='Last Night Around The Dinner Table'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-5821866291601170429</id><published>2009-06-18T18:04:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:03:04.171-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bloggess"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="LOL BRB"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wolverines"/><title type='text'>This One&#39;s for You, Bloggess</title><summary type="text"> I went on vacation with my husband and four kids ranging in age from sixteen to twenty three. I said this was what I wanted for Mother&#39;s Day/My birthday. My husband, who says he likes to spoil me, agreed to this plan easy-peasy. Hilton Head Island, here we come! It&#39;s my favorite vacation spot. If they could put Versailles on the Island it would be my perfect paradise. Maybe I should start a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/5821866291601170429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-ones-for-you-bloggess.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/5821866291601170429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/5821866291601170429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-ones-for-you-bloggess.html' title='This One&#39;s for You, Bloggess'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnkMq17tIaZC_3Fxx5M3pynhXnyl7DRQUqLQL4O4EeTZKgzV3c7xCg8PCdMaGs89OwPOaS5AdVL0ep6DrA_Kl6Jzx44RiGx-74Vvldy4B0tULGoLZFvpy_NvYXsGvWz2z8GoJtfDzvZcjX/s72-c/LOLBRB.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-5438961739449371057</id><published>2009-05-31T12:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:57:47.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Woman, Hear Me Be Ignored?</title><summary type="text">Yesterday I had something to say. I was being ignored. So I asked to be heard. Heard I was.But you tell me... how is it when someone says &quot;I have just listened to what you had to say. I heard you and I understood what you said...&quot; it is certain they are about to tell you why what you had to say was of no consequence to them whatsoever?So yeah, thanks for &#39;listening&#39;.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/5438961739449371057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-woman-hear-me-be-ignored.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/5438961739449371057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/5438961739449371057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-woman-hear-me-be-ignored.html' title='I Am Woman, Hear Me Be Ignored?'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-29385086703583757</id><published>2009-05-09T13:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T14:41:24.317-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fool Me Once... And I&#39;ll Take Your Picture Next Time</title><summary type="text">From now on, when a worker comes to my house I am taking his photo. And a close up with his badge. And I&#39;m going outside to his work vehicle to take pictures which include the license plate and the fleet number. This way, when someone like Dino from Time Warner Cable comes around and says he will call back first thing in the morning, and he doesn&#39;t, I can not only write about him on my blog, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/29385086703583757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/05/from-now-on-when-worker-comes-to-my.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/29385086703583757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/29385086703583757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/05/from-now-on-when-worker-comes-to-my.html' title='Fool Me Once... And I&#39;ll Take Your Picture Next Time'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-412521312689697456</id><published>2009-04-25T20:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:56:11.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So My Friend Says Something About Tea Towels...</title><summary type="text">And here&#39;s what transpires in my head:Funny you should ask about the towels. I was just in search of kitchen towels today. I prefer tea towels because they don&#39;t get all sassy with lint. Lint pisses me off. Remember, I have no dishwasher, so my towels need to dry my dishes without irritating me.I&#39;ll ask. I like their birdcage &amp;amp; bike tea towels.I haven&#39;t watched that move &quot;The Birdcage&quot; in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/412521312689697456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-my-friend-says-something-about-tea.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/412521312689697456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/412521312689697456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-my-friend-says-something-about-tea.html' title='So My Friend Says Something About Tea Towels...'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-3384638657453299927</id><published>2009-04-18T12:49:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T14:24:39.862-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The iPhone, The Finger, and Notes Passed In High School</title><summary type="text">Let me  start by saying: Mom, please do not read this. You&#39;ll totally freak out. And you&#39;ll hurt your knees. Because you&#39;ll be on your knees praying for not only Zach&#39;s soul, but the soul of some girl at his high school who remains nameless. (Only because I don&#39;t know who it is) I was going to start a new blog and get a whole new internet identity so you would not be subjected to the temptation </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/3384638657453299927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/04/iphone-finger-and-notes-passed-in-high.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/3384638657453299927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/3384638657453299927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/04/iphone-finger-and-notes-passed-in-high.html' title='The iPhone, The Finger, and Notes Passed In High School'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-1006015301168294257</id><published>2009-04-14T19:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:43:28.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Haircut Makes All The Difference</title><summary type="text">Sadly, little pup didn&#39;t get one of those this time. He got something inspired interesting. As promised several days ago, here is the crazy &#39;hairstyle&#39; my daughter gave the dog. Yes, she is old enough to know better. This was the day she did it. It&#39;s looking normal now. What a hoot!For good measure here is a picture of him sleeping peacefully:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/1006015301168294257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-haircut-makes-all-difference.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/1006015301168294257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/1006015301168294257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-haircut-makes-all-difference.html' title='A Good Haircut Makes All The Difference'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEila1Tyyrhc2FtqSsnuzlenqLvGpHatoVVr8bvmeTze8Ej_qtPZhQcT_vG_0ZrYU1PYUKtP3HwebdB0jPmxG_CZoGVzIsxcCn_9jVfe5R3Dn5kA3xGLettEEqsRJV9KoSeeA8rzLdCfRJdY/s72-c/TonyCrazyCut.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-2429416555278102621</id><published>2009-04-11T13:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:27:50.089-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Update or: I Am So Talented You Are Sure To Be Jealous</title><summary type="text">This week I managed to cut my finger while opening one of these for my doggie. My daughter also has the uncanny ability to hurt herself in unusual ways. When I told her what I had done she gave me a high five.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/2429416555278102621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekend-update-or-i-am-so-talented-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/2429416555278102621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/2429416555278102621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekend-update-or-i-am-so-talented-you.html' title='Weekend Update or: I Am So Talented You Are Sure To Be Jealous'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh30TrX4Q3hQK3Yz7IvtZzDzQAiYdHA0PBtcUFD5ksMkPRifNc_ln5UcBlToiX-UB5a3PjhyphenhyphenD729hp2MmLk46HqKHRh0f3LWk9oB5l_QLyJkPkDlweqo06U5b5gxijMKaZhqOzD5qLQp6IM/s72-c/Cesar.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557133986362683470.post-5677446932119367797</id><published>2009-04-02T14:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T14:59:21.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Failed To Post on April 1</title><summary type="text">I did not post on April 1st because I did not want you to think I was foolin&#39; about the super-serious stuff I say on this blog. Do not worry, I will not tell you why I fail to post every day I am too lazy to bother choose not to do it.I took pictures of the crazy &#39;hair style&#39; my daughter gave the poor dog. I made sure his face isn&#39;t in the pictures because he was embarrassed. But of course I need</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/feeds/5677446932119367797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-i-failed-to-post-on-april-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/5677446932119367797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557133986362683470/posts/default/5677446932119367797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiekitten.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-i-failed-to-post-on-april-1.html' title='Why I Failed To Post on April 1'/><author><name>Tammigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000047709047394034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwQu0zcvJU9XPuRKJOPqQBfXecH8-ZBcWZpRFISiE67uSEnQfY0RWpSzFKmDGtIdCR6shE2edkglotXoMgpXXX1JxAta-xbp_mCf8xFYM5LZO92zNnVCKPec8yJTL-w/s220/tammi.face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>