<?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-1175311669228677853</id><updated>2011-07-28T04:31:58.396-07:00</updated><category term='baby gear'/><category term='Music'/><title type='text'>Betty Rocker (and Baby)</title><subtitle type='html'>In between naps, diaper changes, dog walks and work, I find time to write about it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carmamma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077578828833358946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/TKFNg7BqSmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eq1SODJRrGY/S220/DSC_0891.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1175311669228677853.post-394578676213777442</id><published>2010-01-31T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T10:14:02.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things We Do On Grass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;I am a big fan of aesthetics. Which is why I'm always on the hunt for things that don't scream BABY LIVES HERE AND HAS TAKEN OVER THE HOUSE. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Things in my world must be practical, but also fun and beautiful for both Mom and Baby. And I love companies that get that concept and have finally started to make things for the home that fit both needs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;I got REALLY tired of the white, plasticy bottle drying rack that was sitting in our kitchen. &amp;nbsp;It LOOKED like a bottle drying rack and totally throws off any style I try to keep in the room.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite baby product company, &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.booninc.com/"&gt;Boon Inc.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; came out with a drying rack that fills my need to function and style. It's a&lt;a href="http://www.booninc.com/products/Grass"&gt; grass drying rack&lt;/a&gt;. How cute, right? Sure, it was about $20, but it was worth the money and now I can look at my kitchen counter without cringing at the white plastic, double-decker drying rack. Come to think of it, my old drying rack was about $15, so paying $5 more to satisfy my need for some style is definitely worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/S2XU2U1ANkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ireFp5bfcco/s1600-h/Picture+7.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/S2XU2U1ANkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ireFp5bfcco/s200/Picture+7.png" width="196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1175311669228677853-394578676213777442?l=bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/394578676213777442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-we-do-on-grass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/394578676213777442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/394578676213777442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-we-do-on-grass.html' title='Things We Do On Grass'/><author><name>Carmamma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077578828833358946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/TKFNg7BqSmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eq1SODJRrGY/S220/DSC_0891.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/S2XU2U1ANkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ireFp5bfcco/s72-c/Picture+7.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1175311669228677853.post-6235042600682135352</id><published>2010-01-31T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T10:13:12.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiche Off Into the Air</title><content type='html'>Normally, Kenny makes the weekend breakfasts. It's the same pretty much every Saturday and Sunday; eggs scrambled, toast and bacon. Gets a wee old after a while, so I agreed to take over breakfast duty. And I agreed to make quiche...for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no clue how to make a quiche- they seem like they are tough to make, especially since I usually only see them at Sunday brunches and baby showers. I figured they are best saved for Sunday brunches and baby showers. Years ago, my mom* gave me a fancy quiche pan and it's been collecting dust in the basement, so it's finally get a little attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not really good at following rules, especially when it comes to cooking. I skimmed a few Quiche recipes and my eyes glazed over as soon as I saw that I had to weight my pie crust with beans first, followed by more complicated steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not Southern, folks, I have no patience for willy-nilly cooking steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have two hours before Abby wakes from her nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figure I can just do a smorgasbord of everything and as long as I'm not too far out of the ball park with measurements and ingredients, my food will keep us out of the emergency room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mixed up five eggs, a couple cups of half &amp;amp; half, some bacon and leftover prosciutto, a blend of cheeses, sauteed onions, spinach and garlic. Oh, and a pie crust I found leftover from the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about an hour (I guess that's how long they take to cook), I'll let you know how it all plays out. Maybe I'll even put up a photo to show you too. Maybe I'll learn WHY it's important to follow a recipe for Quiche and why they are reserved for Sunday brunches and baby showers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My mom also bought me a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Vidalia-Chop-Wizard-VOWR-2/dp/B000I6JZWA"&gt;Vidalia Chop Wizard&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;a few years ago and I grinned when she gave it to me, but it's pretty awesome. No longer crying over chopping onions. That, and ever since I nearly sliced off my finger slicing limes when I was a bartender, I am a little "chop" shy.&lt;br /&gt;Highly recommend if you need to do lots of chopping, but don't have time, patience or courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POST QUICHE WRAP UP: Quiche may sound fancy, but it's totally easy to make. It came out of the oven looking awesome and I got a four-fork approval from Kenny. So there you have it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/S3g9GBn7mMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Lo0AQ0TKKOw/s1600-h/IMG_3455.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/S3g9GBn7mMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Lo0AQ0TKKOw/s200/IMG_3455.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1175311669228677853-6235042600682135352?l=bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6235042600682135352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2010/01/quiche-off-into-air.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/6235042600682135352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/6235042600682135352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2010/01/quiche-off-into-air.html' title='Quiche Off Into the Air'/><author><name>Carmamma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077578828833358946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/TKFNg7BqSmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eq1SODJRrGY/S220/DSC_0891.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/S3g9GBn7mMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Lo0AQ0TKKOw/s72-c/IMG_3455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1175311669228677853.post-5709458895495734239</id><published>2010-01-02T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T09:08:42.511-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Best Songs of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm surprised I'm even doing this. Previous years have been spent seeking out and compiling my favorite music of the year and this year, I thought FOR SURE, it wouldn't happen as I barely have time to change my clothes these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Before we get on with the list- know that I make very very limited copies of my Best of CD this year, but will continue to make copies on request for friends. As you can understand, I have to look over my shoulder every 10 seconds to make sure Abby isn't getting her head stuck in the kitty door-- finding time to burn a bunch of mixes ain't happening this year. Besides, most people are iPod people and could care less about a CD. If I had the skills (maybe next year), I'll post my Best of MP3s or something on an FTP site or something. Again, baby steps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh, and this is just a list with maybe a few short quips- my writing skills and any musical descriptive writing got left in the delivery room back in March and I have yet to find it. Definitely a resolution for next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.johnmayer.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Heartbreak Warfare"- John Mayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.johnmayer.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://www.johnmayer.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes. I love John Mayer's music. I hate how his record label promotes him to be this frat boy/ girly firly kind of putz. He's talented and funny as hell. This song should have been the single.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262450156551"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"The Great Defector"- Bell XI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bellx1.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://www.bellx1.com/&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;They play them on WXRT and they kind of sound like an Irish Talking Heads. The rest of the album is worth listening to as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262450156568"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Lord Lord Help Me Just to Rock Rock On"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262450156568"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262450156568"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mike Doughty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262450156555"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mikedoughty.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;www.mikedoughty.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A song that just grooves and moves along and is mighty catchy. Beware when driving on highways if this song every comes on as it tends to give the need for speed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thedamnwells.com/help-us-make-records-and-save-lives-for-real/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Bastards of Midnight"- The Damnwells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262450156557"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thedamnwells.com/help-us-make-records-and-save-lives-for-real/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://www.thedamnwells.com/help-us-make-records-and-save-lives-for-real/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is one of the best, most underrated bands on the planet as far as Kenny and I are concerned. Solid rock songs with clever lyrics...my favorite lyric in this song is "Trouble keeps the bar lights on...for a while". Anyway, PLEASE get and buy this record and catch up with The Damnwells if you haven't already. They thee best!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You can do some good when you purchase a copy of their latest CD on their website- some of it goes to a good cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://reginasplash.warnerreprise.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Dance Anthem of the 80's"- Regina Spektor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I left Tori Amos a few years ago and picked up Regina. Figured I needed another girl on piano, but with lyrics I can actually interpret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf00bf; font-family: 'bookman old style', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf00bf; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf00bf; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wearephoenix.com/"&gt;"Girlfriend"- Phoenix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Seems this is a favorite for a lot of people this year- especially advertising companies. It really is a great album for sure. It's got a little 80's touch to it with the synth pop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://monstersoffolk.com/"&gt;"Good Way"- Monsters of Folk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://monstersoffolk.com/"&gt;http://monstersoffolk.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2009 introduced the "Traveling Wilburys" of the decade with Monsters of Folk, not to be confused with the Monsters of Cereal (Boo Berry and FrankenBerry would get upset by this). I'm trying NOT to call them a Supergroup, but that's pretty much what they are, right? The Monsters includes Conor Oberst and Mike Mogis from Bright Eyes, M. Ward and Jim James of My Morning Jacket.&amp;nbsp;And I'm not a huge Oberst fan, but this group kind of drowns out his shaky, nervous vocals that give me the willies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262450156582"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Learn to Lose"- Hockey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hockeyband.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://www.hockeyband.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know much about Hockey, other than it appeared in our iTunes one day.&amp;nbsp;Is "Rock-Disco" a genre? That's what I think when I hear this song. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jackpenate.com/news"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Pull My Heart Away"- Jack Penate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jackpenate.com/news"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://jackpenate.com/news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Who is Jack Penate and why is he touring with US Indie bands? While I like his dance-pop sounds, it doesn't seem this Brit belongs in an indie category. That's not a complaint, more of a fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paolonutini.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"High Hopes"- Paolo Nutini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paolonutini.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://www.paolonutini.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Something happened to Paolo Nutini. His voice on his latest album, Sunny Side Up, sounds totally different than his 2006 release "These Streets". Both are great albums, but Sunny Side Up- he has a much folky, diverse sound. His vocals sound more like 52 than 22. I also really like the song "Candy", but "High Hopes" hit me with it's mild reaggae/sunshine influence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gomeztheband.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Little Pieces"- Gomez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gomeztheband.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://www.gomeztheband.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel kind of proud to have followed Gomez's musical career since 1998. They've been consistently going strong with new albums and oddly, a jam-band following. I've never understood that. "Little Pieces" is their latest on their album, "A New Tide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fruitbatsmusic.com/fruitbatsmusic.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Primitive Man"- Fruit Bats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fruitbatsmusic.com/fruitbatsmusic.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://www.fruitbatsmusic.com/fruitbatsmusic.com/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This band falls into that Rogue Wave, The Shins, Band of Horses category for me. Another great&amp;nbsp;Sub-Pop band that's been around for a while, but I&amp;nbsp;never bothered to listen to until now. Kicking myself for that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brakesband.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Leaving England"- The Brakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brakesband.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://www.brakesband.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This song is actually two songs in one. Starts off kind of like a folk song and builds into another swinging song. Has that less distorted Gomez feel to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.grizzly-bear.net/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Southern Point"- Grizzly Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262450156629"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;www.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262450156629"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;grizzly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262450156629"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262450156629"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.grizzly-bear.net/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Beautiful sounds and harmonies...I'm not good at placing music into the proper category, but this song throws back a little to Crosby, Stills and Nash....if they were taking some stronger drugs...maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andrewbird.net/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Fitz and Dizzyspells"- Andrew Bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262450156638"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;www.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262450156638"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;andrewbird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andrewbird.net/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chicago's very own! File under The Shins, as usual. Just a beautiful CD, full of talent and light. Any song with whisteling and handclaps makes me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pearljam.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"The Fixer"- Pearl Jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262450156653"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;www.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262450156653"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;pearljam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262450156653"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I haven't been really into a Pearl Jam since, oh, say 1995? But this album, they made my list with this song. It's Eddie Vedder's version of "You're a Friend of Mine", "That's What Friends Are For"...but without Phillip Bailey or Elton John. And I may add in here, Eddie Vedder gets better and more classic with age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"The Climb"- Miley Cyrus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me and my 8th grade Self just love this song. Don't really care if it sounds corny- this song has&amp;nbsp;got everything- a little inspiration, ballady----I just love a good "Life Anthem". I just love it. It's greatlittle girls to listen and sing and still has a valuable message for us "grown ups" to boot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Sex on Fire"- Kings of Leon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For the first half of the year, I thought they were singing "Your STUFF is on Fire" and actually liked that better. This whole album is one great soundtrack to a one night stand. Not that I know what those are anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1175311669228677853-5709458895495734239?l=bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5709458895495734239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2010/01/best-songs-of-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/5709458895495734239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/5709458895495734239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2010/01/best-songs-of-2009.html' title='Best Songs of 2009'/><author><name>Carmamma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077578828833358946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/TKFNg7BqSmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eq1SODJRrGY/S220/DSC_0891.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1175311669228677853.post-6069914014342203056</id><published>2009-11-11T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:17:13.145-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby gear'/><title type='text'>Best Baby Crap Worth Buying: Part I</title><content type='html'>It's been said so many times--- babies come with A LOT of gear. &amp;nbsp;And that gear has a bunch of funny names that make older sisters and grandmas scratch their heads and say "They didn't have ANY of this stuff when we had our babies..." and they follow it up in jest &amp;nbsp;"How did we ever survive?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last ten years, moms have been making rich coming up with really genius baby stuff that have made life a little easier for other moms and babes. I sit around all day thinking of things I could invent for baby, but it seems like they've all been taken. This is probably not true- there's still baby inventions to be made, but while I wait for that next big idea that will allow me to quit my day job, here are some of the baby inventions that make my life easier and I'm pretty sure I can't do without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a future mom and not sure what's worth registering for, here's what I've found pretty important. And for those of you having to go to Baby showers and you're not sure what to buy, this might offer some help/translation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/Svt3VioGDjI/AAAAAAAAADA/7tLGrxeITxo/s1600-h/Boppy.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/Svt3VioGDjI/AAAAAAAAADA/7tLGrxeITxo/s200/Boppy.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boppy.com/"&gt;Boppy-&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm pretty sure this is what started the whole baby invention enterprise. Some mom was tired of propping her baby up on a soft pillow and decided to make a "U" shaped pillow that helps with nursing and keeping baby from falling over. I registered for one, ended up looking for two more after I had Abby so that I could have one in every room I fed her in. That way, I didn't have haul a boppy and a baby around from room to room. After baby is asleep, it makes a great laptop rest or headrest/pillow when TV watching. Totally worth every penny. Much jealously goes to the inventor of this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/Svt3mrfPdNI/AAAAAAAAADI/LyzhjA4uhW8/s1600-h/Bumbo.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/Svt3mrfPdNI/AAAAAAAAADI/LyzhjA4uhW8/s200/Bumbo.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bumbobabyseat.com/"&gt;Bumbo&lt;/a&gt;- My only complaint about the Bumbo is that they don't make these for adults. I am strangely compelled to sit in it. Just looks so cushy and secure. I've heard people say this is a short lived baby item, but hey- it's outlasted our bassinet in terms of use. Abby is still too small for a high chair, so we use this for feeding. It's also been great when she wants to be upright, but I can't hold her, so she can sit in it while I get things ready. Like her breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/Svt4iC9T-OI/AAAAAAAAADQ/qQ7ecIx72a8/s1600-h/Snugglenest.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/Svt4iC9T-OI/AAAAAAAAADQ/qQ7ecIx72a8/s200/Snugglenest.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_ss?url=search-alias%3Dbaby-products&amp;amp;field-keywords=snuggle+nest&amp;amp;x=0&amp;amp;y=0"&gt;Snugglenest&lt;/a&gt;- When I first saw ads about the Snugglenest, the baby bed you put IN your bed, I laughed. I thought it was going to be a little too close for comfort, but you know what? It's genius. It not only prevents you from rolling over on your newborn while you sleep, but it's a convenient bed to bring along on trips. When baby fusses, you can reach right over and put a hand on her to calm her down. No reaching down into a bassinet or a huge pack and play. Just easy, co-sleeping. It also comes with an LCD light on the top that plays a lullaby or that wooshing sound babies dig so much. I sometimes wish she still fit into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/Svt6IBwfE4I/AAAAAAAAADg/TCJkrRukgx0/s1600-h/Travel+system.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/Svt6IBwfE4I/AAAAAAAAADg/TCJkrRukgx0/s200/Travel+system.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3156652&amp;amp;CAWELAID=202814363"&gt;Travel Systems&lt;/a&gt;- Travel systems include an infant car seat that fits into a base in the car and also a compatible stroller. It eliminates the need to take baby out of the car seat, into a stroller. It all just snaps together for easy carrying. I'm dreading the day Abby outgrows this and I have to take her in and out of the car seat. They are expensive, but worth it. A great, appreciated gift to chip in on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_ss_0_10?url=search-alias%3Daps&amp;amp;field-keywords=rock+a+bye+baby&amp;amp;sprefix=rock+a+bye"&gt;Rock a Bye Baby! Lullaby Collection&lt;/a&gt;- A really great gift for the music loving, expecting parents. Just when you thought Metallica was the farthest thing from helping you sleep; This company makes lullabies of songs from popular bands like The Beatles, Led Zeppelin, Beach Boys, The Pixies, Bob Marley, Nirvana and more. With the lights out, it's contagious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Baby-411-4th-Answers-Advice/dp/1889392340/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1257995125&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Baby 411&lt;/a&gt;- When we first came home with Abby, I was naturally, exhausted. Wiped out and had no clue of what to expect as a new parent. I neglected to do a lot of research ahead of time and I was too tired to read up on anything. But I had &lt;b&gt;Baby 411&lt;/b&gt;. I nicknamed this the Cliff Notes for Babies. Our friends tipped us off to this book, which has been a really quick, but super informative reference tool for anything baby in the first year. Much better, faster read than "What to Expect..." and gives you everything you need to know from the minute baby comes home to sleep, eating, health and development patterns. Even at 8 months old, I still refer to it at least once a week for info on my girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1175311669228677853-6069914014342203056?l=bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6069914014342203056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-baby-crap-worth-buying-part-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/6069914014342203056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/6069914014342203056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-baby-crap-worth-buying-part-i.html' title='Best Baby Crap Worth Buying: Part I'/><author><name>Carmamma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077578828833358946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/TKFNg7BqSmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eq1SODJRrGY/S220/DSC_0891.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/Svt3VioGDjI/AAAAAAAAADA/7tLGrxeITxo/s72-c/Boppy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1175311669228677853.post-837996157877900248</id><published>2009-05-08T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T18:15:54.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Month Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/StoF5mPJEYI/AAAAAAAAACg/x0d9YJRM3dg/s1600-h/IMG_2132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/StoF5mPJEYI/AAAAAAAAACg/x0d9YJRM3dg/s200/IMG_2132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393629990804328834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. I've been away. A terrible blogger. I'm not sure how many people even come here anymore and that's okay. I'll try to be better, with or without you. I'm considering coming out of my semi-retirement of blogging. Blogging seems so...2001, doesn't it? FaceBook seems to be the networking drug of choice.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss Abby is now 7 months old as of today and gets a little bigger each morning she wakes up. Speaking of, we had a rough few weeks of trying to get Abby to sleep. For an hour each night, we'd sit by her crib while she held our hand to fall asleep. Rather sweet, really. Except, when you are doing it for an hour, every other other hour, on work nights...well- it got a little tedious, so we had to call in Dr. Ferber. Felt bad giving the tough love, but I was desperate for sleep. Now she sleeps with fewer peeps and we're all happier and better rested for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, if I can just get Kenny to stop snoring and the cat to stop walking on my face at 3AM, my night life would run a lot smoother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, BTW--- I'm working on getting Betty Rocker back together in another blog. I'm not sure when it will happen, but it has an addition to it. It'll be called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;etty Rocker and Baby &lt;/span&gt;(a title suggestion from my friend Brad). Music and Kids...since that's what I got going on, that's what it's going to be. Again, at some point- perhaps when there's more free time...IF there's more free time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monitor is showing red lines. The little lady is awake.  Toodles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1175311669228677853-837996157877900248?l=bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/837996157877900248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/seven-month-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/837996157877900248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/837996157877900248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/seven-month-review.html' title='Seven Month Review'/><author><name>Carmamma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077578828833358946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/TKFNg7BqSmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eq1SODJRrGY/S220/DSC_0891.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/StoF5mPJEYI/AAAAAAAAACg/x0d9YJRM3dg/s72-c/IMG_2132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1175311669228677853.post-1295996428550769746</id><published>2009-04-01T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T18:15:54.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Babble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/SdPNGhRk6LI/AAAAAAAAABo/vZaj2ulBX30/s1600-h/IMG_9589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/SdPNGhRk6LI/AAAAAAAAABo/vZaj2ulBX30/s200/IMG_9589.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319821096749689010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a brief moment to let you know I'm still alive! We had Abigail Patricia (Abby Pat) on St. Patrick's Day.  The name is a coincidence. After about 12 hours of labor,  she gave us a big hello! She was born to the U2 Song "All I Want Is You", which was one of the songs on my 11 hour playlist. Fitting, given they are an Irish band. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not fitting, since neither Ken or I am Irish. Ken has a little Irish, but not me. Guess we're honorary Irish now, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I don't like to talk about weight, she was 7lbs, 3oz and 20 inches long. I don't know why people care about that kind of thing, but they do, so I'm telling you now, in case you didn't already know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much has changed. SO much. More than I thought would to be honest. Abby is a great, polite little girl. The first night, she gave us no sleep and I was freaking that this was the way it was going to be from now on- sleepless nights with a crying baby. But each night has been easier. Just trying to figure it all out and it seems to be working. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember people telling me to sleep while I can and that I'd be lucky if I got a shower in that day. But I am sleeping okay (not great, but good) and I have made it a priority to shower every day. I figure if I can get a shower in, I accomplished something and it's already a good day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the things I thought and said about babies has gone out the window. I know "get it". I see what people are talking about now. I was never a big fan of other people's babies, but I'm a big fan of my own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The biggest help of all has been my husband and my family who have been such a huge support. I am pretty sure I couldn't have survived all this without their patience, help, advice and love through all of this. I don't know how single parents do it, but I give them a lot of credit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am stir crazy at home, but I'm learning to surrender to this housebound thing. It won't be long before I'm out and running around so I'm trying to enjoy this time with our new addition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the pets, they've been most respectful. Cats keep their distance and Bella keeps a watchful eye over Abby. I feel like I need to vacuum everyday to keep fur from sticking to her milky little face, but meh, gotta let things go until I'm healed. Cleaning can wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try to keep posted as much as I can, if for anything to keep my brain afloat and active. In the meantime, I'm terribly behind in what's going on with music and other things outside my house walls, so tell me what you know and give suggestions!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1175311669228677853-1295996428550769746?l=bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1295996428550769746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/baby-babble.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/1295996428550769746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/1295996428550769746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/baby-babble.html' title='Baby Babble'/><author><name>Carmamma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077578828833358946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/TKFNg7BqSmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eq1SODJRrGY/S220/DSC_0891.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/SdPNGhRk6LI/AAAAAAAAABo/vZaj2ulBX30/s72-c/IMG_9589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1175311669228677853.post-7530235480203575590</id><published>2009-03-11T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T18:15:54.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Waiting Is the Hardest Part...</title><content type='html'>So, tomorrow is my "due date". Babies are rarely born on the day the doctor says they are, so I'm not counting on any event happening tomorrow. Instead, we're just kind of sitting here, waiting for something to "happen." I feel like a bit of a timebomb and I'm BORED as all bored can be sitting around waiting for us to get in the car and head to the hospital.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part of me really wants to get this all over with. The biggest part of me, actually. But there's also a small part of me that, naturally, isn't ready to face the reality that we are gunna have a little human in our house. In our lives. Forever! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Babies are born everyday and I know these aren't uncommon thoughts to have for sure. And sure, there's some comfort in knowing this is all very normal. Still- can't help feeling like it's a unique experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're waiting for you, Baby S...in the lyrics of Mr. Petty..."The Waiting is the Hardest Part".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1175311669228677853-7530235480203575590?l=bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7530235480203575590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/waiting-is-hardest-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/7530235480203575590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/7530235480203575590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/waiting-is-hardest-part.html' title='The Waiting Is the Hardest Part...'/><author><name>Carmamma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077578828833358946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/TKFNg7BqSmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eq1SODJRrGY/S220/DSC_0891.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1175311669228677853.post-8857274480129034670</id><published>2009-03-08T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T18:15:54.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies...in Bars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/SbQKUswE0qI/AAAAAAAAABg/dnHO800B6Vk/s1600-h/bdb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/SbQKUswE0qI/AAAAAAAAABg/dnHO800B6Vk/s200/bdb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310881211303121570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably not the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best &lt;/span&gt;topic for me to be endorsing the week I'm about to have my first child, but my friend put a Status on her Facebook page that I read, giggled and and innocently commented on. Then her other Facebook friends chimed in with some ignorant comments and well, I got a little defensive. My comment is the last one and it took me about 20 minutes to how to write it nicely to avoid any Facebook catfights with total strangers. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep in mind, her Status was written during a St. Patrick's Day Parade at 6PM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(click to read)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/SbQB313bw5I/AAAAAAAAABY/mZUKY-JHoC4/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/SbQB313bw5I/AAAAAAAAABY/mZUKY-JHoC4/s320/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310871919440675730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comments like this (especially from Douchebag #1), even before I was pregnant and soon to become a mom make me want to smush a dirty diaper in their face. I think responsible parents should be able bring their  (preferably well mannered or sleeping) babies and kids wherever they want! As I said in my closing comments, there's a time and place. Obviously, bringing your kid to a bar anytime past 8 PM is not considered great parenting, but if it's in the afternoon/early evening to get out and take a break, what's the problem baby haters? Why and how is it affecting YOU?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know or have friends that would agree with anti-babies in public comments and even take it a step further and don't like seeing kids at restaurants or parties or basically in public. They think kids belong at home, at a park or at the zoo.  Comments like "should have known what you were getting into before you had kids" is frankly pretty rude. In a way, almost akin to racists or bigot thoughts that gay people shouldn't get married because "they chose that life" (a little extreme, but it falls into the same family). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life doesn't stop when you have kids and while I agree not everyone knows the right time and place to bring their babies out in public and not all parents are responsible, there's nothing wrong with having a drink/socializing at a bar and having a baby sleeping beside you, especially if the bar is roomy and especially if they have a beer garden.  It's not hurting anyone and I'm pretty sure, especially during the recession, bar owners are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; than happy to have people coming in patronizing their bar during their downtime, with their babies or not. As a former bartender, I always like parents coming in for a drink in the afternoon. The tips were great!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And...aren't babies and toddlers basically like drunk people anyway? They drool, puke, pass out and sometimes cry or poop their pants if they've had to much to drink. If you ask me, they are in perfect company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel the same way about dogs in bars, which is why I wanted to open a Dog bar in Boystown called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boners and Lickers. &lt;/span&gt;Now I'm gunna have to come up with a name for a Baby bar, where you can drink AND bring your baby. It would even have "Pump and Dump" stations in the bathroom. I might even let the Octomom come in and have a brewskie (I'd just charge her double).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not everyone is going to agree on this topic and that's okay. If you have a great reason why babies and kids need to stay out of bars, I'd love to hear it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1175311669228677853-8857274480129034670?l=bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8857274480129034670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/babiesin-bars.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/8857274480129034670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/8857274480129034670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/babiesin-bars.html' title='Babies...in Bars'/><author><name>Carmamma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077578828833358946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/TKFNg7BqSmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eq1SODJRrGY/S220/DSC_0891.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/SbQKUswE0qI/AAAAAAAAABg/dnHO800B6Vk/s72-c/bdb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1175311669228677853.post-1493270809564558472</id><published>2009-02-28T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T18:15:54.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days of Grace #6</title><content type='html'>1. Helping hands to finish the baby's room (almost)&lt;div&gt;2. ShamROCK shakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Prenatal Hiccups&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. seeing happy statuses on Facebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Extra money coming in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1175311669228677853-1493270809564558472?l=bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1493270809564558472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/days-of-grace-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/1493270809564558472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/1493270809564558472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/days-of-grace-6.html' title='Days of Grace #6'/><author><name>Carmamma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077578828833358946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/TKFNg7BqSmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eq1SODJRrGY/S220/DSC_0891.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1175311669228677853.post-8472463055430924407</id><published>2009-02-20T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T18:15:54.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will likely miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maternity clothes. The panels and all. So comfortable...every girl should be wearing them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being told by my doctor it's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt; to head to McDonalds for an occassional Shamrock Shake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How nice people are. People are really really nice when you are pregnant. It's unreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;help and advice &lt;/span&gt;from friends and family. At first I didn't like it, but I gave in and it's quite humbling and nice. I hope that doesn't stop. It's certainly made me feel like I need to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gaining weight, but this time, I have a good excuse. That goes double for my big belly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being told to kick back and relax.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleep. It's the number one thing people tell you to say good-bye during and after pregnancy. Later sleep. It was nice knowing you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1175311669228677853-8472463055430924407?l=bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8472463055430924407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-will-likely-miss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/8472463055430924407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/8472463055430924407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-will-likely-miss.html' title='I will likely miss'/><author><name>Carmamma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077578828833358946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/TKFNg7BqSmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eq1SODJRrGY/S220/DSC_0891.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1175311669228677853.post-8480032968612162076</id><published>2009-02-20T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T18:15:54.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will not miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walking at a snail's pace. I was exercising pretty often and well up until about a month ago. Now, I can't really walk the dog more than 10 minutes or go to the gym without my belly and below aching.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not being able to take Bella for long walks. The look on her face the last few months makes me so sad. Thankfully, &lt;a href="http://www.gapersblog.typepad.com/"&gt;Kenn&lt;/a&gt;y has been taking the lead on this and has been a trooper, walking her whenever he can.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taking a good minute or so to roll out of bed. I now know what it's like to be a cross between a turtle and sea lion stuck on its back. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Um, these cankles and swollen hands are ridiculous. My lower legs look like upside down bowling pins. I feel kind of weird walking around pregnant without a wedding ring on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;These double EE width shoes I've been wearing every day. They are starting to stink from all the constant wear and tear.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Constant pressure on the bladder. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pinched nerves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My inner thighs feeling like they've been doing ThighMaster all night long. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not being able to lay flat on my back or avoiding torso twists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being told to "Relax and calm down...you're pregnant". Yes, I know it's the ultimate excuse for how uncomfortable I'm feeling, but it still sucks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1175311669228677853-8480032968612162076?l=bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8480032968612162076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-will-not-miss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/8480032968612162076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/8480032968612162076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-will-not-miss.html' title='I will not miss'/><author><name>Carmamma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077578828833358946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/TKFNg7BqSmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eq1SODJRrGY/S220/DSC_0891.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1175311669228677853.post-5189900164696089052</id><published>2009-02-07T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T18:15:54.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Achooo!</title><content type='html'>I have a nasty little cold. Not sure where I picked it up, but it I curse whoever gave it to me. I swear, people, if you KNOW you are sick, then &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not touch&lt;/span&gt; me!   Do not kiss me on the lips (Kenny is excluded from this rule), don't cough in your hand (a sleeve works better) and just keep your hands to yourself. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, damage is done. nostrils are plugged to the gills and I have a dry mouth from breathing in and out. Losing sleep was bad enough, now being sick, I expect to toss and turn even more than I already have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Enough complaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The good news is, it was absolutely gorgeous today. We made some baby gift returns and then went on a really long, much needed walk with Bella. We were all in heaven, getting fresh, warm air into our lungs and having to squint because of the sun. The warm temp might last just a few days, but that's a break enough for me! Kenny and I couldn't believe NO one was outside walking and enjoying this weather. They must have been out waiting in line getting the salt washed off their cars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Days of Grace #4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://graceinsmallthings.ning.com/" title="Grace in Small Things"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v491/schmutzie_pickles/buttons/seal-2.gif" style="border:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outside temperatures above 50!&lt;div&gt;Getting a few hours of sleep- better than nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chicken soup, delivered by an old neighbor friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella sitting on a chair like a human, watchdogging the people on the street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starbucks Rooibos Vanilla Lattes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1175311669228677853-5189900164696089052?l=bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5189900164696089052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/achooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/5189900164696089052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/5189900164696089052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/achooo.html' title='Achooo!'/><author><name>Carmamma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077578828833358946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/TKFNg7BqSmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eq1SODJRrGY/S220/DSC_0891.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1175311669228677853.post-1691077175672270853</id><published>2009-01-10T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T18:15:54.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First</title><content type='html'>It's done. I've moved off of Typepad and am now free-blogging. It feels nice to do that. To tell the truth, I started with Blogger, but then saw how cool other people's blogs were with Typepad and wanted to move over. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that Facebook has taken over everyone's life, I don't need to blog anymore. You already know my status and where to find me half the time, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully I'll be able to keep up with writing. As you know, there's a little one on the way and coming up soon, so I may have hiatus for a while...only time can tell. Part of me leaving my old blog I think is my nesting taking over. Just a little LOT has it taken over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just ask my husband. Literally, as the new year set in, I started becoming this "we have to get this all done NOW" type of person. I'm even driving myself a little nuts with this urgency to have everything in place. But every now and again, the sane me comes back and reassures it will all get done. Everything gets done and works itself out. Can't fight it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and for my name, I have hung up my Betty Rocker hat for an old nickname, Carlita's Way. I'll still be letting you know about music and all that good stuff...a change will do me good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come back and check on me once in a while, ya hear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1175311669228677853-1691077175672270853?l=bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1691077175672270853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/01/first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/1691077175672270853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175311669228677853/posts/default/1691077175672270853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettyrockerandbaby.blogspot.com/2009/01/first.html' title='The First'/><author><name>Carmamma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077578828833358946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6P73p1JHcY/TKFNg7BqSmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eq1SODJRrGY/S220/DSC_0891.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
