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		<title>Shit</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Mar 2010 19:17:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shelli</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Just found out that a dear friend who has cancer and had a stem cell transplant around Christmas time isn&#8217;t doing well and there&#8217;s not much else to do. Then the song &#8220;How to Save a Life&#8221;, by The Fray came on. Sometimes, I think that there&#8217;s this sort of cosmic thing going on. It&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Just found out that a dear friend who has cancer and had a stem cell transplant around Christmas time isn&#8217;t doing well and there&#8217;s not much else to do. Then the song &#8220;How to Save a Life&#8221;, by The Fray came on. Sometimes, I think that there&#8217;s this sort of cosmic thing going on. It&#8217;s like, when my <acronym title="my dad, died of pancreatic cancer in 2000">Dad</acronym> was dying and my brother was trying desperately to get home before he died and then, almost at the exact moment my <acronym title="my dad, died of pancreatic cancer in 2000">Dad</acronym> died, the song &#8220;In the Arms of the Angels&#8221; by Sarah Maclachlan came on the radio in my brother&#8217;s car, and he knew that <acronym title="my dad, died of pancreatic cancer in 2000">Dad</acronym> was gone. It&#8217;s just weird, y&#8217;know?</p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Life is Like A Box of Chocolate Covered Strawberries</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 04:55:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shelli</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Please watch the video below.  It&#8217;s short.  Less than a minute.

So, yeah.  Ashley got engaged this weekend.  He took her out to dinner and while at dinner, the people from the restaurant at the hotel put rose petals leading up to her room and decorated the room for him.  When [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Please watch the video below.  It&#8217;s short.  Less than a minute.</p>
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<p>So, yeah.  <acronym title="my oldest daughter, mom to Isabelle">Ashley</acronym> got engaged this weekend.  He took her out to dinner and while at dinner, the people from the restaurant at the hotel put rose petals leading up to her room and decorated the room for him.  When they got there and she walked in, he called her name and when she turned around and he presented her with the ring.  By the way, that was a reenactment.  <acronym title="my oldest daughter, mom to Isabelle">Ashley</acronym> had no clue what was going to happen.  She just knew that they were going out for dinner and to a hotel.  I think it may have been their dating anniversary or something.</p>
<p>She&#8217;s so happy.  I&#8217;m so happy for her.  <acronym title="aka: Belle, my granddaughter">Isabelle</acronym> says, &#8220;I&#8217;m okay with it&#8230;I get to be a flower girl!&#8221;  </p>
<p>I&#8217;m going to be a mother-in-law.  For some reason, that makes me feel older than being a grandmother.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Insomnia</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2010 11:25:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shelli</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[In bed
Sleepy head
Unable to sleep, though
Go to sleep
Dream sweet dreams
Or at least not nightmares, no?
Morning comes
With the sun
Then you&#8217;ll want to sleep, yo?
From my Blackberry
*edit*  My very good friend, Finn, does this using an app from her iPhone.  I found an app for Blackberry and I thought I&#8217;d steal it from her.  [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In bed<br />
Sleepy head<br />
Unable to sleep, though</p>
<p>Go to sleep<br />
Dream sweet dreams<br />
Or at least not nightmares, no?</p>
<p>Morning comes<br />
With the sun<br />
Then you&#8217;ll want to sleep, yo?</p>
<p>From my Blackberry</p>
<p>*edit*  My very good friend,<a href="http://grrlathr.com"> <acronym title="my cyber sister">Finn</acronym></a>, does this using an app from her iPhone.  I found an app for Blackberry and I thought I&#8217;d steal it from her.  Okay, I asked if I could do it.  She got it from someone else, too.  You know how you have those moments during the day when you think, &#8220;I should blog this&#8221;, but by the time you have time, it&#8217;s out of your mind?  Well, that&#8217;s what I&#8217;m going to do.  So, you may see a short little post, longer than a Tweet (143 characters, for those of you not Twitter savvy) just show up in the middle of the day.  Random goofiness or thoughts from me throughout the day.  Who knows what will show up.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Just Call Me Grace</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Mar 2010 00:52:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shelli</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today, while at work, I was walking down this grassy, muddy, snowy, slushy hill in my Crocs and scrubs, trying to get to my truck which was parked in the street.  I was doing this sort of tip-toe, ballet sort of walk, in hopes of not getting my socks wet and I did a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today, while at work, I was walking down this grassy, muddy, snowy, slushy hill in my Crocs and scrubs, trying to get to my truck which was parked in the street.  I was doing this sort of tip-toe, ballet sort of walk, in hopes of not getting my socks wet and I did a really graceful pirouette and fell right on my ass.  It was so graceful and, honestly, hysterical.  My friend and co-worker who was walking with me, in between guffaws, asked if I was alright.  It&#8217;s okay, I was laughing, too.  I was alright except for that kind of scraped up, bruised hand thing you get when you fall in to icy snow and my clothes and jacket (which I had just washed) were covered in mud.  </p>
<p>Now, several hours later, I am more than a little sore.  Especially in my back and hip.  My back because I think I twisted it when I fell and my hip because I fell on it.  Such.  A.  Dork.  Luckily I wasn&#8217;t a little older and more frail or I could have broken my hip.  </p>
<p>Anyone have suggestions on how to get mud out of pastel pink scrub pants?  </p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Busy, Sore and Tired</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2010 03:54:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shelli</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[That pretty much sums up my weekend.
Friday, I had one of the worst migraines I&#8217;ve had in a long time. I spent most of the day in bed because I could barely open my eyes. As luck would have it, it was very sunny out on Friday, so I stayed in my shade darkened room [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That pretty much sums up my weekend.</p>
<p>Friday, I had one of the worst migraines I&#8217;ve had in a long time. I spent most of the day in bed because I could barely open my eyes. As luck would have it, it was very sunny out on Friday, so I stayed in my shade darkened room instead of the main living area where it was way too bright.<Br/> </p>
<p>On Saturday, the headache was mostly gone so, after WeightWatchers and then a brief nap, I helped <acronym title="husband, aka: high school sweetheart">Jason</acronym> strip wallpaper from the walls in the dining room and stairway. We did that until dinner&#8211;steak, hashbrowns and asparagus&#8211;and then after dinner we watched a movie with <acronym title="aka: Belle, my granddaughter">Isabelle</acronym>. Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs. It was cute. Reminded me a little of the movie Armageddon.<br />
<Br/></p>
<p>Sunday morning <acronym title="aka: Belle, my granddaughter">Isabelle</acronym> woke me and <acronym title="our puppy, a cavachon">Delilah</acronym> at 7am. Yippee!  We ate choclate chip pancakes for breakfast and then I took a nap and when I woke up, I went back to stripping wallpaper.<br />
<Br/></p>
<p>Now, I&#8217;m sore and tired. But, I have some post ideas lined up, so if I&#8217;m not too tired to get them posted this week, I&#8217;ll have more for you. </p>
<p><Br/><br />
This will be the most posting that I&#8217;ve done in months!</p>]]></content:encoded>
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