<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973327144848948474.comments</id><updated>2011-11-11T12:33:19.236-05:00</updated><category term='bad mom'/><title type='text'>Living Beyond the Band</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.livingbeyondtheband.com/feeds/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973327144848948474/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.livingbeyondtheband.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17486067475980410528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973327144848948474.post-2977323120558754654</id><published>2011-11-11T07:33:33.960-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T07:33:33.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>grr. this is my mother right here. i know how it f...</title><content type='html'>grr. this is my mother right here. i know how it feels. but what&amp;#39;s worse, she would be pissed that i spent money on me and the girls and not her. mind you, i paid her $300 a week for babysitting, off the books, back in the day. and she lived with me during periods when whoever she lived with couldn&amp;#39;t stand her.  and paid her while she was living in my house for free and she was still unreliable. &lt;br /&gt;i was a divorced mom who made money. i paid every darn bill on time and would buy my girls and myself something every other friday. and get my hair and nail done. &lt;br /&gt;my mother hated this. now i&amp;#39;m a wahm and she hates that too. hubby supports me in this cause he wants me home with the toddlers and in reach when my teens need me. we&amp;#39;re surviving fine. she still gripes, go get a real job. i mostly work when everyone&amp;#39;s sleeping. every now and then i take a call from a client during the day. since she&amp;#39;s living with me for free, again, (it was suppose to be a month or two, it&amp;#39;s been over a year) I&amp;#39;ll ask her to watch the kids for 15 minutes while i take a call and she&amp;#39;ll insult me about not paying attention to my kids. I moved once to get away from her. i want to do it again, but hubby says no. she&amp;#39;s willing to move if i pay her 4k. where am i suppose to get that from? so until my income tax return time comes along, which will probably be february i have to take the crap. i hear you my sister and you feel free to reach out to me if you need someone who can relate.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973327144848948474/2614602601010792350/comments/default/2977323120558754654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973327144848948474/2614602601010792350/comments/default/2977323120558754654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.livingbeyondtheband.com/2011/10/damned-if-i-do.html?showComment=1321014813960#c2977323120558754654' title=''/><author><name>vanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06634748075646866112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3sxdI2mepcc/TldgXkHFCKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/YRExma5g6Ik/s220/vanitacyrilpic.png'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.livingbeyondtheband.com/2011/10/damned-if-i-do.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973327144848948474.post-2614602601010792350' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973327144848948474/posts/default/2614602601010792350' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-2135520675'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973327144848948474.post-2530597990028436669</id><published>2011-10-24T12:05:18.893-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T12:05:18.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>all i can say is WOW! great job!</title><content type='html'>all i can say is WOW! great job!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973327144848948474/202319102248209239/comments/default/2530597990028436669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973327144848948474/202319102248209239/comments/default/2530597990028436669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.livingbeyondtheband.com/2011/10/one-year-later.html?showComment=1319472318893#c2530597990028436669' title=''/><author><name>vanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06634748075646866112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3sxdI2mepcc/TldgXkHFCKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/YRExma5g6Ik/s220/vanitacyrilpic.png'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.livingbeyondtheband.com/2011/10/one-year-later.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973327144848948474.post-202319102248209239' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973327144848948474/posts/default/202319102248209239' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-2135520675'/></entry></feed>
