tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50215084123794764172012-01-13T15:13:00.818-06:00Trying our best to get em to adulthood... alive.Dana Clovernoreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021508412379476417.post-8351725594908254642010-06-30T13:44:00.003-05:002010-06-30T13:45:31.989-05:00Today is being spent moving your great confessions to this easier format.<br />This will help the confessions be published quicker and more efficiently.<br /><br />Check back in a few hours!<br />It'll be worth it!<br /><br />Oh... and save this address for the fasted access to your confessions!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021508412379476417-835172559490825464?l=badmothersanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dana Clovernoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021508412379476417.post-47019791569288473342010-01-01T21:33:00.004-06:002010-01-01T21:42:29.197-06:00<span style="font-size:85%;"></span><form method="post" action="http://www.emailmeform.com/fid.php?formid=530508" enctype="multipart/form-data" charset="UTF-8"><table bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr valign="top"> <td nowrap="nowrap"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" >1</span></td> <td><textarea name="FieldData0" cols="60" rows="5"></textarea><br /></td></tr><tr> <td colspan="2"><table bg="" style="color: rgb(228, 248, 228);" width="100%" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr bg="" style="color: rgb(170, 214, 170);"><td class="label" colspan="2"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Image Verification</b></span></td></tr><tr><td class="captcha" style="padding: 2px;" width="10"><img src="http://www.emailmeform.com/turing.php" id="captcha" alt="captcha" /></td><td class="field" valign="top"><div><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Please enter the text from the image</span>:<br /><input name="Turing" value="" maxlength="100" size="10" type="text"> [ <a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=5021508412379476417&amp;postID=4701979156928847334#" onclick=" document.getElementById('captcha').src = document.getElementById('captcha').src + '?' + (new Date()).getMilliseconds()">Refresh Image</a> ] [ <a href="http://www.emailmeform.com/?v=turing&amp;pt=popup" onclick="window.open('http://www.emailmeform.com/?v=turing&amp;pt=popup','_blank','width=400, height=500, left=' + (screen.width-450) + ', top=100');return false;">What's This?</a> ]</div></td></tr></tbody></table></td></tr><tr> <td><br /></td> <td align="right"><input name="hida2" value="" maxlength="100" size="3" style="display: none;" type="text"><input class="btn" value="Send Your Confession" name="Submit" type="submit"> <input class="btn" value=" Start Over " name="Clear" type="reset"></td></tr><tr><td colspan="2" align="center"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table></form><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">By clicking "Send Your Confession",<br />you acknowledge that your confession may be<br />made public by the owner of Bad Mothers Anonymous.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><a href="http://www.emailmeform.com">Emailmeform</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021508412379476417-4701979156928847334?l=badmothersanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dana Clovernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021508412379476417.post-19309506238872450502008-02-01T05:09:00.000-06:002008-02-01T05:13:00.370-06:00OK… only one on this list today.But it’s a bad one.I am going straight to hell.Sorry, but I can’t think of another way to say it.I am a very very bad mother.<br /><br />Worker #3 came to me this morning with a question.Worker number three LOVES to try to stump you or make you uncomfortable with his questions…This little snot is too smart for his own good.. but luckily for me, he is also kinda gullible.<br /><br /><span style="color:#333399;">“Mom”</span> He said<span style="color:#333399;">…“Why should people not have sex before they are married?”</span><br /><br />We have had this talk before because I do have 2 teenage boys in the house and one of worker #3’s classmates is <a class="kLink" oncontextmenu="return false;" id="KonaLink6" onmouseover="adlinkMouseOver(event,this,6);" style="POSITION: static; TEXT-DECORATION: underline! important" onclick="adlinkMouseClick(event,this,6);" onmouseout="adlinkMouseOut(event,this,6);" href="http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/search/label/B.M.A%20%3D%20Bad%20Mothers%20Anonymous#" target="_top">pregnant</a> this year (12 years old!!) …. I have explained our beliefs, What God says about it, the problems of teen parenthood, STD’s etc… I didn’t have the strength to go into it all again this morning….<br /><br />So what did I say??<br /><br /><span style="color:#663366;">"No one should have sex before they are married because if you have sex before you are married you get “stuck” just like the dogs do. How would you explain that to your mother?!?!?" "Now go get your shoes on before you miss the bus!"</span><br /><br />For the first time in his life Worker #3 walked away speechless<br />**sigh**<br />I suck<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021508412379476417-1930950623887245050?l=badmothersanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dana Clovernoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021508412379476417.post-24411646112453519772008-02-01T05:07:00.000-06:002008-02-01T05:09:54.941-06:00My Name is Dana and I'm a Bad Mother.I'd like to start this meeting by making a few confessions.<br /><br />1.) Worker #1 Loves to fish. <span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"><em>(love is not a strong enough word, this kid would eat sleep and breathe fishing)</em></span> For his 14th Birthday I told him we would plan a fishing trip to a catfish farm to go catch some really good catfish. I still have not taken him He turned 15 this past June. <span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"><em>(but the really bad part is that </em></span><a href="http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/search/label/Man-of-My-Dreams"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"><em>Man-Of-My-Dreams </em></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"><em>&amp; I have gone several times in the past month while the kids were in school)</em></span><br /><br />2.) Worker #3 told me this morning that he was staying after school today to listen to some audio tapes, I forgot to go get him. <span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"><em>(don't worry, I remembered the poor thing when he failed to get off of the bus, 20 min late!)</em></span><br /><br />3.) After failing to finish worker #3's quilt in time for his birthday, then sewing it <a href="http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/2007/11/oops.html">very wrong</a>... I have yet to rip it apart and finish it.<br /><br />4. The <a href="http://homesteadinghousewife.blogspot.com/search/label/Foreman-In-Pink">Little-Foreman-in-Pink</a> wanted yet another piece of pumpkin pie today <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#663366;"><em>(this would be her third today!)</em></span> </span>I told her it was all gone.... an hour later.. I ate the last piece. <span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"><em>(My BMAness is making me fatter by the day!! But...this was my first and only piece!) </em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021508412379476417-2441164611245351977?l=badmothersanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dana Clovernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021508412379476417.post-87195055141441947902008-02-01T05:02:00.000-06:002008-02-01T05:06:40.238-06:00I searched and searched, High &amp; Low.. But I couldn't find a website for BMA. So I am starting one here....... I'll start.... Feel free to join BMA in the comment section at the end of this post.<br /><br />1. My Name is Dana..... And I'm a Bad mother. <span style="color:#663366;"><em><strong>(1. Introduce yourself, you can use an alias if its too bad!)</strong></em></span><br /><br />2. I promised my son <span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"><em>(aka worker #3) </em></span>that I would finish his quilt for his 12th birthday. It didn't get finished. I'll have it done today... <span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"><em>(one day too late!!)</em></span> <span style="color:#663366;"><em><strong>(2. confess your Bad-Motherness)</strong></em></span><br /><br />3. My Son <span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"><em>(worker #4)</em></span> lost a tooth yesterday... a BIG tooth... a MOLAR... He was all excited for the tooth fairy to leave him a surprise under his pillow in return for his Big Boy Tooth.... She fell asleep and forgot!!! He was crushed. <span style="color:#663366;"><em><strong>(3. keep confessing... don't worry.. it's good for the soul!)</strong></em></span><br /><br />4. My daughter <span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"><em>(aka the little foreman in pink)</em></span> wants pancakes for breakfast this morning.... I decided I'm too busy cleaning the kitchen from last-nights birthday party to make pancakes... So she got plain old toast cut up w/ syrup They are NOW called "Mommy's Special Pancakes"! <span style="color:#663366;"><em><strong>(4. confess it ALL no matter HOW bad it is....!)</strong></em></span><br /><br /> 5. For his birthday yesterday one of the things worker #3 wanted for dinner was a salad from the Olive Garden. The Olive Garden sent 5 Andee's chocolate mints with the salad..... I ate them ALL!<span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"><em> (I'm a BMA and getting Fatter because of it!!) (wow! I suck!)</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021508412379476417-8719505514144194790?l=badmothersanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dana Clovernoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021508412379476417.post-49750138988826095372008-01-31T22:53:00.001-06:002008-02-01T09:58:15.836-06:00<span style="font-family:arial;">Ok... now the BMA's have their own blog!!!<br />watch here for weekly BMA confessions!<br /><br />If you would like to join the BMAs simply go to our home page and submit your stories!<br /><br />Come'on.... you know you want to! ;)<br /><br /></span>Click here ---> <a href="http://badmothersanonymous.homestead.com/index.html"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">The Bad Mothers Anonymous Home Page!</span></strong></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />welcome!!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021508412379476417-4975013898882609537?l=badmothersanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dana Clovernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021508412379476417.post-71982003805000490632007-01-01T21:17:00.000-06:002010-01-01T21:18:31.642-06:00Your Anonymous confession will appear shortly.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021508412379476417-7198200380500049063?l=badmothersanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dana Clovernoreply@blogger.com