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	<description>&#34;Maybe all we can hope to do is end up with the right regrets.&#34;</description>
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		<title>Love sounds like home</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Oct 2008 14:54:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mir</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I don&#8217;t know when I got them, exactly; it seems to me that it was probably when I was pregnant with Chickadee or when she was very small. Something about how babies would find wind chimes soothing, I think. Back then I was all about Doing It Right and I was very busy strictly adhering [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Love belongs</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2008 15:19:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[There&#8217;s an interesting study to be made of my decorating choices in my first marriage and the different sorts of items I place importance on, now, in this home. Everyone I know goes through that phase in early adulthood where you don&#8217;t so much &#8220;decorate&#8221; as &#8220;scavenge,&#8221; of course, but even once the money was [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Powerless over pie</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Sep 2008 13:53:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Otto is a man of relatively few words when it comes to feelings. It&#8217;s not that he doesn&#8217;t HAVE them, or even that he won&#8217;t talk ABOUT them, if pressed, but despite his penchant for a good story, he is somewhat taciturn when it comes to attempting to quantify the changes of the last year-and-change. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Love changes everything</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 14:07:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[You&#8217;ll have to forgive me a bit of sappiness, today, but this is what happens when I&#8217;ve just been to what was perhaps the nicest wedding I&#8217;ve ever attended (I&#8217;m not counting my own, you understand). While MY &#8220;year of living changerously&#8221; can be said to have already lapsed, on this last trip I was [...]]]></description>
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		<title>No more pencils, no more books</title>
		<link>http://wouldashoulda.com/2008/05/21/no-more-pencils-no-more-books/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 14:32:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mir</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today is the last day of school, and that means my children have survived an entire year of learnin&#8217; courtesy of the great state of Georgia, and the more things change, the more they stay the same. For example, I was still scrambling around this morning putting together teacher gifts, just like every year. And [...]]]></description>
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		<title>In spite of it all, love grows</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 12:16:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mir</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dear Otto, Happy anniversary, darling! I know I&#8217;m a few days late. I&#8217;m sorry. This is rather representative of our entire relationship, though, that it somehow just doesn&#8217;t work out the way we thought it would, timing-wise. This is not to say that it doesn&#8217;t work out, just that planning has become something of a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sometimes love don&#8217;t come easy</title>
		<link>http://wouldashoulda.com/2008/03/13/sometimes-love-dont-come-easy/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2008 14:11:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mir</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Otto has one of these, and this morning I played with it for a while. I wanted to take a picture of something I love that feels like it&#8217;s hard to grasp, right now, because Lensbabies pictures always look like you&#8217;ve captured something fleeting. Last night I finally gave voice to something I&#8217;ve known for [...]]]></description>
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		<title>My marriage; let me show you it</title>
		<link>http://wouldashoulda.com/2008/01/21/my-marriage-let-me-show-you-it/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2008 15:01:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I have often said that one of the advantages of having a (mostly) not-very-good and then a (towards the end) wholly-fucked-up marriage, the first time around, is that&#8212;despite being rather high-maintenance in general (shut up)&#8212;I am so profoundly grateful for everything Otto and I have, I&#8217;m really quite easy to keep happy on the marital [...]]]></description>
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		<title>OMG! Ice! Ice from the sky!</title>
		<link>http://wouldashoulda.com/2008/01/17/omg-ice-ice-from-the-sky/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 14:21:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mir</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There is snow on my deck. There is ice on the driveway. I ask you: Did I not leave New England so that I&#8217;d no longer have to deal with this nonsense? I think I did. (What&#8217;s that, Otto? Oh, yes, honey. Of course. I left to be with YOU. That was my only concern. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Call me Mrs. Otto. . . repeatedly</title>
		<link>http://wouldashoulda.com/2008/01/09/call-me-mrs-otto-repeatedly/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2008 14:08:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mir</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There have been a few times in the last six months or so when I&#8217;ve loaded up the washing machine with clothing and have later walked past the laundry area (it&#8217;s sort of a closet off of the kitchen) and stepped in some water. This is bad, because I never wear shoes in the house [...]]]></description>
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