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I finally figured out how to use my Comment Email Responder. It’s been there ever since I got my fancy new self-hosted blog, but I just tried it out. Now I can respond to your comment on line, and it will even let you know. So you might be seeing me in your in box now and then.

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Ouch!

My tongue hurts really bad.

I’ve been biting it for weeks.

Really hard.

I mean, I really have to clamp down on it.

I nearly bit clean through it a couple weeks ago when Sara Palin arrived on the scene.

See, it’s an election year. I’m fascinated by American politics. I have some pretty strong opinions. I would love nothing more than to sit here and outline every last one of them for you.

In great detail.

And try to sway you to my point of view.

However, I realize that you don’t really care who I think should be president. That’s not what my blog is about. I’m not an expert, and don’t want to pretend to be. It’s a far too divisive subject, and I don’t want to have an in box full of comments telling me how wrong I am.

In fact, when I loosened my tongue just a little the other day, and let it slip that I am a fan of Sara Palin and a conservative, I’m pretty sure I lost five subscribers. Really? You don’t want to read my cookie recipes because I lean a little to the right?

Wack!

Stop that! Stop that right now!

I had to slap myself. I was about to launch into a tirade. The exact kind I’m trying to avoid.

See what I mean?

It’s so hard. So very, very hard for me to keep quiet on this subject.

I am not going to see John McCain and Palin on Wednesday as reported earlier. It turns out the tickets I was told were available are not. That should come as a relief to you more liberal readers out there. You will not be subjected to photos of his campaign rally, for now. I’m sure he’ll be back. I will get my hands on some tickets.

Oh, shoot! There went five more subscribers.

Aren’t there any other conservatives out there in the blog-o-sphere?

O.K. I’m going to stop before I lose all of you.

I’ll try really hard not to mention politics any more. But if you should click through one day to find that I posted my dissertation on the American political landscape, I’m sorry. I must have lost the grip on my tongue. Just skip it and scroll down to the cookie recipe.

We can all agree on cookies, can’t we?

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Hello? Is This Thing On?

Check, check , check…

Check, one, two, three, check, one, two, three…

Mommie Daze was down most of they day yesterday, because my web host was having problems with their servers. Looks like it’s all fixed now.

A little update on the sewing project…

I did manage to get the rest of the pieces cut out, but that’s as far as I got. We aren’t having a hurricane here, but it’s been raining for 24 hours, and there’s no end in sight. We’re looking at rain well into the night. So I had a wound up three-year-old to entertain yesterday, and didn’t get much done.

Dogs and little boys must be exercised outside daily.

If I can’t take David outside to blow off some steam, he starts climbing the walls.

Let me tell you, it’s a real pain to get him down from the ceiling.

Well, we’ll be stuck inside all day again today, but dad’s home since it’s Saturday. Maybe I’ll get a chance to break out the sewing machine.

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Blog Trip

I’m participating in The Blog Trip!

Come on in and make yourself comfortable. Poke through the medicine cabinet,

go through my drawers,

peek in the cupboards.

Wait! Not that cupboard! If you open that one, everything in it will come crashing down on your head.

Whew! That was close. Why don’t you have a seat?

Would you like something to drink? Let’s see we have milk, water or coffee.

A snack? Hmmm. How about some chips and salsa?

O.K., so the food’s not too fancy. It’s grocery day tomorrow. But the company is great!

I guess I should introduce myself. I’m Colleen, wife to husband Dave and mom to three-year-old David.

Since I’m sure you’re just dying to know more let me direct you to my About page.

You picked a good time to stop by because I have a fantastic giveaway with a fabulous prize going on right now.  Check out Girls Just Wanna Win Swag, and be sure to enter. Swag is a weekly giveaway, so make sure you bookmark me, or ever better, subscribe to my RSS feed so you’ll remember to come back here every week for the Swag giveaway.

Well, that’s enough about me. Have a look around, then get back on the road and hop on over to some other great blogs.

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Help! Help! Help! Clueless in Self-Hosted Blog World

I’ve got a little housekeeping to do regarding my move to self-hosted WordPress, and if you all could help me out that would just be swell.

First of all, I haven’t got my blogroll all moved over yet, so if you were on there, and you’re not now, don’t be offended. I’m slowly getting everyone back on. If I do forget you, let me know and I’ll be more than happy to put you on. If you weren’t on, but want to get added, I would love to do a link exchange, as long as you’re not trafficking in anything illegal or offensive.

If you have linked to me on your site, and you’re still linked to my .wordpress URL, it would be most helpful and kind if you could change that on over to just mommiedaze.com.

Finally, for my handful of RSS subscribers, I’m still not sure how that all came out yet, so if you haven’t been getting updates, I need to fix it. In fact, if it’s not working, let me know. And hint, hint, if you’re not subscribed, do sign up. Oh, please do. If it works that is.

And now a plea.

I love Wordpress. I love this self-hosted WP with all its great plug-ins even more. Only problem is, for the life of me, I can not figure out how to use some of them. For some reason my Blog Stats aren’t working. I also can’t figure out how to use Add Sig. What code exactly am I supposed to put in there? And this DoFolow, NoFollow, what’s up with that? Shoud it be on or off? If any of ya’ all can give me some info or advice, please share.

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New Diggs!

I’ve got a new look, and a new host.

Whoot!

I’m still moving in, so things may be a bit out of place. I’ll have things unpacked and put away soon.

Thanks to Heather over at Desperately Seeking Wordpress for all her help with this.

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Living Room Olympics and Some Conversations with a Three-Year-Old

I haven’t posted much for over a week. I’ve been working on some other projects, and I guess blogging fell to the bottom of the list.

I just haven’t been feelin’ it either. Maybe it’s the realization that summer’s almost over. We’ve lost over an hour of daylight in the last month. I love those long summer evenings when the sun is out until 10 o’clock. Now that that they’re so quickly fading away, I feel like I have to squeeze every last drop out of what’s left of the sunshine and warm days. Remember the summers of your childhood that seemed to go on and on? If only time moved as slowly at 33 as it did at 13.

Or maybe it’s too many late nights watching the Olympics. I could not go to bed last night until I was sure Misty May-Treanor and Kerri Walsh won the gold. And am I the only one who couldn’t hold back the tears a few nights ago when they cut away to Shawn Johnson’s mother sobbing in the stands after her little girl finally won a gold medal? I actually had to get up and get a Kleenex.

David’s been watching the Olympics with us. This is the first that’s he’s been old enough to really watch. He’s been especially fascinated with swimming and gymnastics.

“Who is that?”

“Michael Phelps.”

“What’s he doing?”

“Swimming in a race.”

“He goes fast.”

“He goes very fast. He’s won a lot of gold medals, because he’s the best swimmer in the world.”

“When I grow up I want to swim fast, and win a gold medal. But I have to bring my floatie.”

Watching women’s swimming David noticed that some of the swimmers we’re, well, a little more athletically built than others.

“Mommie are they all girls?”

“Yes, it’s women’s swimming.”

“Is that a girl?”

“Yes.”

“And that’s a girl?”

“Yes.”

“No. That’s a man.”

“No honey, they’re all girls.”

“She doesn’t look like a girl.”

“Well, it’s hard to tell when their hair is under those caps.”

“No. She just doesn’t look like a girl.”

Later during the same event:

“Mommie do you want to go there?”

“Yes, I think it would be fun to go to China.”

“No there. Do you want to go there.”

“Do you mean swim in that big pool?”

“Yeah.”

“That would be fun wouldn’t it?”

“You could swim with those other girls, and Daddy and I could watch you.”

“I’m pretty sure I’d break a world record. Slowest ever Olympic time in the women’s 200 meters.”

Then after watching the gymnastics vaulting competition David announced, “I have to learn how to do five somersaults and land on my feet!”

The next day he carried his old crib mattress out to the living room and placed it in front of the ottoman. He started doing flips off the ottoman on to the mattress.

“What on earth are you doing? You’re going to break your neck!”

“No I won’t. I have a mattress.”

“You could still get hurt.”

“But I have to practice landing on my feet.”

Well, next week launches us full swing into election season with the Democratic Convention starting on Monday, followed up by the Republican convention the week after. David should give me plenty to blog about after he watches some of that.

Remember this conversation about Barack Obama? David still doesn’t believe me.

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