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	<title>Living Life One Minute at a Doggone Time</title>
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		<title>Desperate Times Call For Mashed Potatoes</title>
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		<author>
			<name>Anne</name>
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		<category term="Day-2-Day" />
		<updated>2008-07-23T16:32:00Z</updated>
		<published>2008-07-23T16:32:00Z</published>
		<content type="html">I am a victim of my own optimism.  I like to call it Disney World Disease.It's not that I am a day-in-day-out optimist.  Oh no, in general, I am a pretty negative person. "Wow, Self, that just hurts. " "You know it's true.""Yeah, so?"Um, moving on.  But there are some scenarios in which the disease rears its head.  The symptoms consist of me convincing myself that ...</content>
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		<title>Eternal Questions and Portrait of a Shoe</title>
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		<author>
			<name>Anne</name>
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		<category term="Day-2-Day" />
		<updated>2008-07-23T15:15:00Z</updated>
		<published>2008-07-23T15:15:00Z</published>
		<content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many questions I want to ask God one day &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when I get to Heaven&lt;/span&gt;, and I realize I am assuming a lot about God's grace in making that statement, but still.  So anyway, when I'm standing there at the Pearly Gates having a one-on-one with my Father I will hopefully have the opportunity to ask him these questions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Why are little children allowed to ...</content>
		<summary>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many questions I want to ask God one day &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when I get to Heaven&lt;/span&gt;, and I realize I am assuming a lot about God's grace in making that statement, but still.  So anyway, when I'm standing there at the Pearly Gates having a one-on-one with my Father I will hopefully have the opportunity to ask him these questions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Why are little children allowed to ...</summary>
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		<title>Not Dead, Just Dog Tired</title>
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		<author>
			<name>Anne</name>
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		<category term="Day-2-Day" />
		<updated>2008-07-22T22:13:00Z</updated>
		<published>2008-07-22T22:13:00Z</published>
		<content type="html">Hell-oo!  Is anyone in there????  I think I hear an echo.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm pretty sure that my Mom is the only person on the whole internet who still checks my blog on a daily basis.  No doubt the only 2 other people who have ever even read it have given up- having been slowly starved to death by my lack of updates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, to the three of you, I am ...</content>
		<summary>Hell-oo!  Is anyone in there????  I think I hear an echo.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm pretty sure that my Mom is the only person on the whole internet who still checks my blog on a daily basis.  No doubt the only 2 other people who have ever even read it have given up- having been slowly starved to death by my lack of updates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, to the three of you, I am ...</summary>
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		<title>Good Gracie</title>
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		<author>
			<name>Anne</name>
		</author>
		<category term="Meet The Family" />
		<updated>2008-06-19T23:01:00Z</updated>
		<published>2008-06-19T23:01:00Z</published>
		<content type="html">&lt;span&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;</content>
		<summary>&lt;span&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;</summary>
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		<title>the dog days of summer</title>
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		<author>
			<name>Anne</name>
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		<category term="Meet The Family" />
		<updated>2008-06-17T22:03:00Z</updated>
		<published>2008-06-17T22:03:00Z</published>
		<content type="html">SOOOOO, if a picture is worth a thousand words, than this picture is a blog entry, all on its own.
&lt;div&gt;I do think this accurately depicts the older dog's feelings and general intent about younger dog.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;In time, she will be happy about the new addition... but for now....it's DRACULA DOG!!!!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
		<summary>SOOOOO, if a picture is worth a thousand words, than this picture is a blog entry, all on its own.
&lt;div&gt;I do think this accurately depicts the older dog's feelings and general intent about younger dog.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;In time, she will be happy about the new addition... but for now....it's DRACULA DOG!!!!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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	<entry>
		<title>Puppy Pickin'</title>
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		<author>
			<name>Anne</name>
		</author>
		<category term="Meet The Family" />
		<updated>2008-06-15T18:16:00Z</updated>
		<published>2008-06-15T18:16:00Z</published>
		<content type="html">Today was the big day. We went to Rowlett, Texas to pick up our puppy.  We only had 2 females to choose from, thankfully, because they were all so cute (males included) that we had a hard time even with that.  We wanted them ALL.Here is Gracie.  She will be 7 weeks old in two days. She is sweet and has that wonderful distended puppy tummy and ...</content>
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		<title>Man In Black</title>
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		<author>
			<name>Anne</name>
		</author>
		<category term="William" />
		<updated>2008-06-12T22:51:00Z</updated>
		<published>2008-06-12T22:51:00Z</published>
		<content type="html">This week was Football Skills Camp.  It was run by the coaches of the highly nationally successful high school football team here in our hometown.  Did I mention that football is SERIOUS bid-ness here in Texas?  Whoa doggie.  They ain't messin' around.  EVERY single SUV within a 40 mile radius sports a Dragon sticker like this on it:I AM NOT MAKING THAT UP. And, yes, ...</content>
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		<title>THIS is why we have kids...and NO I don't know why this japanese stuff is here</title>
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		<author>
			<name>Anne</name>
		</author>
		<category term="Kids R Funny" />
		<updated>2008-06-07T00:53:00Z</updated>
		<published>2008-06-07T00:53:00Z</published>
		<content type="html">I love &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FAYWPV3F41Y&amp;NR=1"&gt;THIS.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
...
&#xC;!ƭĊﻨƏ⼺是摰睯汮慯⹤慭牣浯摥慩挮浯瀯扵猯潨正慷敶振扡⽳汦獡⽨睳汦獡⹨慣⍢敶獲潩㵮ⰹⰰⰰ0r&#x5;&#xC;ƙČ箸Ɛ㶘ᵭ</content>
		<summary>I love &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FAYWPV3F41Y&amp;NR=1"&gt;THIS.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
...
&#xC;!ƭĊﻨƏ⼺是摰睯汮慯⹤慭牣浯摥慩挮浯瀯扵猯潨正慷敶振扡⽳汦獡⽨睳汦獡⹨慣⍢敶獲潩㵮ⰹⰰⰰ0r&#x5;&#xC;ƙČ箸Ɛ㶘ᵭ</summary>
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		<title>Poor James Taylor, Nobody Likes His Song</title>
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		<author>
			<name>Anne</name>
		</author>
		<category term="Lone Star Life" />
		<updated>2008-06-06T22:27:00Z</updated>
		<published>2008-06-06T22:27:00Z</published>
		<content type="html">We went to our first church service (in our new town, that is)  last Sunday.  I've loved the church ever since we moved here. When I drive down the main drag, it looks like the steeple is hovering right over our house...it's been kind of my landmark for locating our house.   Here's a side view:So we tried it.  My first taste of Texas church.  ...</content>
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		<title>Dog Bites Self?</title>
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		<author>
			<name>Anne</name>
		</author>
		<category term="Good Tube" />
		<updated>2008-06-06T03:21:00Z</updated>
		<published>2008-06-06T03:21:00Z</published>
		<content type="html">Oh wow. This is why I love animals. The sheer volume of humor they provide on a consistent basis. Watch this clip - at around 1:10 there is a dog who has a bone and is just certain that
&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zi9GOvR3Ynw&amp;feature=related"&gt;his own leg wants to take it from him.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...</content>
		<summary>Oh wow. This is why I love animals. The sheer volume of humor they provide on a consistent basis. Watch this clip - at around 1:10 there is a dog who has a bone and is just certain that
&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zi9GOvR3Ynw&amp;feature=related"&gt;his own leg wants to take it from him.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...</summary>
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