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		<title>Mute</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2011 05:42:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Blondette</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There are two times of day when I really like my house. One of them is right now. The &#8220;just before bed&#8221; time. All I can hear is the clock ticking (and now, my fingers typing). The lights are dim and warm and the cats are still. Every beat is peace. Soon, I&#8217;ll be upstairs [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Old Lady Katie</title>
		<link>http://tremendousblondette.net/blog/2010/01/31/old-lady-katie/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Feb 2010 05:23:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Blondette</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[You know what, 29 is not old. Thirty is not old. So why the eff am I acting like it is? I set goals based on the fear of the number. I just restarted Weight Watchers because I wanted to get control over my body again and not be fat on my 30th birthday (which [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Facebook Would Not Let Me Post This as My Status Update</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Jan 2010 14:31:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Blondette</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[In the Year 2000&#8230;men around the world will suddenly stop what they&#8217;re doing, break into a knowing smile, nod slowly, and hug themselves with an appreciative rush that they were created as men. The severe appreciation will propel them to new research to alleviate the suffering of women everywhere and on January 15th, 2010 a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>My Big Mound</title>
		<link>http://tremendousblondette.net/blog/2010/01/03/my-big-mound/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 05:29:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Blondette</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I have a nemisis. It is the giant snow plowed mound of snow to the left (or right) of my driveway. In fact, I hate the plow mounds everywhere. Somehow, I ended up with the largest plow mound on the block. Tonight&#8217;s idea was so exciting that I can&#8217;t sleep until I share it with [...]]]></description>
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		<title>I&#8217;m Diving in Your Dumpster</title>
		<link>http://tremendousblondette.net/blog/2009/07/18/im-diving-in-your-dumpster/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 18 Jul 2009 16:19:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Blondette</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[discovery]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[What would someone learn about you from your trash? Investigators use trash analysis not just for evidence, but to figure out who someone is. (Or is that just something I saw on TV?) You can learn a lot about someone based on their rubbage (yay thesaurus!) Assume you know nothing about me- not my gender, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The People We Never Meet</title>
		<link>http://tremendousblondette.net/blog/2009/06/28/the-people-we-never-meet/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Jun 2009 03:16:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Blondette</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve been doing a lot of driving between Kansas City and Springfield lately in preparation for my brother&#8217;s wedding. This evening as I was making excellent time (do you like how I threw that in there?), I found myself thinking about all of the people that connect my brother, my future sister-in-law, and me together. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Oh Where Did My Panties Go?</title>
		<link>http://tremendousblondette.net/blog/2009/03/18/oh-where-did-my-panties-go/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 17:20:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Blondette</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Have you ever thought about panties? Knickers. Undies. Satin, silk, cotton, lycra, edible, lace. My favorite pair was red with lace trim and a keyhole and a bow in back. They were comfortable and made me feel confident and sexy. I&#8217;m not quite sure where they ended up.* (not that they&#8217;d fit now anyway) What [...]]]></description>
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