<?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-4445585655700972994.post437403958228820196..comments</id><updated>2008-09-06T22:26:58.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on herding squirrels: Parenting in a Blended Family: OhGAWD-- That's ME?!</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herdingsquirrels123.blogspot.com/feeds/437403958228820196/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4445585655700972994/437403958228820196/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herdingsquirrels123.blogspot.com/2008/08/ohgawd-thats-me.html'/><author><name>girlmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04561657247983936655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445585655700972994.post-3169176568432688217</id><published>2008-09-06T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:26:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello...Interesting post.  I can relate.  I came t...</title><content type='html'>Hello...&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Interesting post.  I can relate.  I came through here via a link from your twitter page, which I discovered through my friend's twitter as well.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Obviously you know I can relate if I am commenting on a blog on a SATURDAY night.  Well, I am watching the kids tonight, while my partner in crime is at work.  And here I am writing you to let you know you are not alone feeling that way.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Yes... my wife and I also have that occasional grumbling of "we do not have grown-up friends".  I mean we do, but we don't get to spend time with them as much as we want to.  With the pressures of a "college fund" + "comfortable retirement", heck, I need to create wealth even when I'm sleeping.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;So cheers to all parents...  we hold the future in our hands.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4445585655700972994/437403958228820196/comments/default/3169176568432688217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4445585655700972994/437403958228820196/comments/default/3169176568432688217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herdingsquirrels123.blogspot.com/2008/08/ohgawd-thats-me.html?showComment=1220765160000#c3169176568432688217' title=''/><author><name>Victor Ramayrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05256091086908185750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://herdingsquirrels123.blogspot.com/2008/08/ohgawd-thats-me.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445585655700972994.post-437403958228820196' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4445585655700972994/posts/default/437403958228820196' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>