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		<title>By: yolanda</title>
		<link>http://qugrainne.com/2008/11/22/as-mother-nature-rocks-her-children-to-sleep/#comment-758</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2008 04:24:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am glad to have found a fellow book blogger.

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi Yolanda, thanks so much for stopping to make a comment!  I hope you will be back.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am glad to have found a fellow book blogger.</p>
<p><strong><em>Hi Yolanda, thanks so much for stopping to make a comment!  I hope you will be back.</em></strong></p>
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		<title>By: jeanie</title>
		<link>http://qugrainne.com/2008/11/22/as-mother-nature-rocks-her-children-to-sleep/#comment-756</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2008 15:49:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well, of course I am behind reading and I&#039;ll be more behind while being on semi-vacation (helping Rick at his trade show -- I get more time off than he does!). But I loved this post -- your aunt&#039;s gift of photos was so thoughtful and I love the one you posted. It takes me back. The photo at the top is amazing -- there isn&#039;t a word or image in this post that could be any more thoughtful, warm, and filled with joy and love. 

I hope the day was as happy as you planned (I laughed, because I bought two turkey breasts, because I couldn&#039;t resist!) and that the next week is lovely, too. Back soon!

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks, Jeanie.  I hope  you have fun at the Trade Show - it is always fun to people watch!
Thanksgiving was quite lovely.  We sat at the table from noon until five o&#039;clock, with a short dog walk in the middle.  We really weren&#039;t eating that whole time, but my stomach sure felt like it!  The turkey from its year long rest in the freezer was very tasty.  I am still enjoying the leftovers.
I was very pleased to get this photo of myself with my Dad.  He has been gone twenty one years this month..... time flies!  There was also a photo of my Dad with all of his siblings - one I did not have - so that was a treasure, too.  ]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well, of course I am behind reading and I&#8217;ll be more behind while being on semi-vacation (helping Rick at his trade show &#8212; I get more time off than he does!). But I loved this post &#8212; your aunt&#8217;s gift of photos was so thoughtful and I love the one you posted. It takes me back. The photo at the top is amazing &#8212; there isn&#8217;t a word or image in this post that could be any more thoughtful, warm, and filled with joy and love. </p>
<p>I hope the day was as happy as you planned (I laughed, because I bought two turkey breasts, because I couldn&#8217;t resist!) and that the next week is lovely, too. Back soon!</p>
<p><strong><em>Thanks, Jeanie.  I hope  you have fun at the Trade Show &#8211; it is always fun to people watch!<br />
Thanksgiving was quite lovely.  We sat at the table from noon until five o&#8217;clock, with a short dog walk in the middle.  We really weren&#8217;t eating that whole time, but my stomach sure felt like it!  The turkey from its year long rest in the freezer was very tasty.  I am still enjoying the leftovers.<br />
I was very pleased to get this photo of myself with my Dad.  He has been gone twenty one years this month&#8230;.. time flies!  There was also a photo of my Dad with all of his siblings &#8211; one I did not have &#8211; so that was a treasure, too.</em></strong></p>
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		<title>By: Pamela</title>
		<link>http://qugrainne.com/2008/11/22/as-mother-nature-rocks-her-children-to-sleep/#comment-754</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 29 Nov 2008 01:20:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Such a lovely holiday post!  And, those cowboy boots!  I&#039;m sure you never wanted to take them off.  Funny, we&#039;ve been watching Lord of the Rings this evening, too!

Edward and I wish you a most wonderful, restful, thankful weekend!

&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you, Pamela and Edward.  So far it has been all - wonderful, restful and thankful.  We watched the Fellowship of the Ring tonight.  It always is amazing!  ]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Such a lovely holiday post!  And, those cowboy boots!  I&#8217;m sure you never wanted to take them off.  Funny, we&#8217;ve been watching Lord of the Rings this evening, too!</p>
<p>Edward and I wish you a most wonderful, restful, thankful weekend!</p>
<p><em><strong>Thank you, Pamela and Edward.  So far it has been all &#8211; wonderful, restful and thankful.  We watched the Fellowship of the Ring tonight.  It always is amazing!</strong></em></p>
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		<title>By: Becca</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 15:51:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is such a beautiful potpourri, and you&#039;ve made all the elements of your post fit together.  I love the photos and stories you&#039;ve shared, too.  (I adore those cowboy boots!)

Have a wonderful holiday!

&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks Becca.  I hope your holiday is wonderful, too.  I can&#039;t wait to have the house permeated with that turkey smell!
Those little cowboy boots are great... I have a pair now that looks remarkably like them.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is such a beautiful potpourri, and you&#8217;ve made all the elements of your post fit together.  I love the photos and stories you&#8217;ve shared, too.  (I adore those cowboy boots!)</p>
<p>Have a wonderful holiday!</p>
<p><em><strong>Thanks Becca.  I hope your holiday is wonderful, too.  I can&#8217;t wait to have the house permeated with that turkey smell!<br />
Those little cowboy boots are great&#8230; I have a pair now that looks remarkably like them.</strong></em></p>
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		<title>By: princess Haiku</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[princess Haiku]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 05:30:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The trees and golden leaves in the top photo make a labyrinth!

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi Princess.  Yes, the National Geographic Society has the most incredible photographers!  What a cool job.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The trees and golden leaves in the top photo make a labyrinth!</p>
<p><strong><em>Hi Princess.  Yes, the National Geographic Society has the most incredible photographers!  What a cool job.</em></strong></p>
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		<title>By: litlove</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Nov 2008 15:46:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I love the story about the healing of the family split. How lovely to bring everyone together and how lucky we are to have tools like the internet and facebook to facilitate love and chat. And you must have quite a freezer to keep a 25-pound turkey in it for a year! I hope (and am sure) that it will be wonderful. As you know, occasionally I write personal posts too, and I find that I only write about things I&#039;ve digested. I can think through a book on site, but if I&#039;m writing about life then I need to feel I have a handle on it. Well, more or less!

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; It really is putting yourself out there, when you post.  No agent, no editor leaning over your shoulder, telling you, &quot;That&#039;s probably not a good idea.....&quot;
Your book reviews are fabulous, but I really enjoy your personal posts. That little peak into your home and heart is always a treat.  As far as having a handle on life.... &quot;more or less&quot; says it exactly.  It makes me feel safe to think that, anyway.
As far as that 25 pounder hanging out in my basement - it&#039;s just a wee freezer, mostly used for the quick frozen food that my children adore, and with great guilt, makes my life easier.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love the story about the healing of the family split. How lovely to bring everyone together and how lucky we are to have tools like the internet and facebook to facilitate love and chat. And you must have quite a freezer to keep a 25-pound turkey in it for a year! I hope (and am sure) that it will be wonderful. As you know, occasionally I write personal posts too, and I find that I only write about things I&#8217;ve digested. I can think through a book on site, but if I&#8217;m writing about life then I need to feel I have a handle on it. Well, more or less!</p>
<p><strong><em> It really is putting yourself out there, when you post.  No agent, no editor leaning over your shoulder, telling you, &#8220;That&#8217;s probably not a good idea&#8230;..&#8221;<br />
Your book reviews are fabulous, but I really enjoy your personal posts. That little peak into your home and heart is always a treat.  As far as having a handle on life&#8230;. &#8220;more or less&#8221; says it exactly.  It makes me feel safe to think that, anyway.<br />
As far as that 25 pounder hanging out in my basement &#8211; it&#8217;s just a wee freezer, mostly used for the quick frozen food that my children adore, and with great guilt, makes my life easier.</em></strong></p>
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		<title>By: oh</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Nov 2008 02:23:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Q, this is beautiful. Every picture. Each one speaking volumes. And the stories of your cousins. The games. Lord of the Rings. The food. 
Party on, with depth and wonder!

(Really? you had the horse to go with the boots? awesome.)

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, I will indeed party on!  
Yes, to the horse.  It was a dream that began with that first pair of boots, Tom Mix, The Lone Ranger, Zoro, Annie Oakley, and a host of other cowboys.  It culminated at the age of 13 when my father moved his family from the horrors and degradation of the big city, to the relative safety and healthiness of a small town.  There was a barn and a field next to our house.  Baby sitting money went towards purchase of a horse.  I had her until the field turned into a suburb when I was 18.  She was sold to a farmer to live out her days in a field, and I purchased a Harley.  I was happy with the trade, but I kept my cowboy boots. ]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Q, this is beautiful. Every picture. Each one speaking volumes. And the stories of your cousins. The games. Lord of the Rings. The food.<br />
Party on, with depth and wonder!</p>
<p>(Really? you had the horse to go with the boots? awesome.)</p>
<p><strong><em>Oh, I will indeed party on!<br />
Yes, to the horse.  It was a dream that began with that first pair of boots, Tom Mix, The Lone Ranger, Zoro, Annie Oakley, and a host of other cowboys.  It culminated at the age of 13 when my father moved his family from the horrors and degradation of the big city, to the relative safety and healthiness of a small town.  There was a barn and a field next to our house.  Baby sitting money went towards purchase of a horse.  I had her until the field turned into a suburb when I was 18.  She was sold to a farmer to live out her days in a field, and I purchased a Harley.  I was happy with the trade, but I kept my cowboy boots.</em></strong></p>
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