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	<title>Through a Glass, Darkly</title>
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	<description>Now we see through a glass, darkly; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.</description>
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		<title>It might sound crazy, but it ain&#8217;t no lie.</title>
		<description>When I was in grad school the first time around, I had my binders and they were organized and I was on top of things.  Now, I have never been the kind of person who is great at keeping paper organized (my desk, for example, is piles of papers, ...</description>
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		<title>Me?  Trying too hard?  Never!</title>
		<description>When we were trying to find a house, we ended up making a choice between a smaller house that needed some loving in a good location with nice-seeming neighbors and a slightly larger house where the work had already been done in a slightly more upscale neighborhood where it did ...</description>
		<link>http://rmfo-blogs.com/karibeth/archives/2008/09/03/me-trying-too-hard-never/</link>
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		<title>Confession.</title>
		<description>I am watching the 2-hour season premiere of 90210.  Stop judging me.  Actually, keep on judging me.  I am judging myself.  But not very harshly, because I can't stop thinking about the glory days of 90210.  Which I wasn't really allowed to watch when it ...</description>
		<link>http://rmfo-blogs.com/karibeth/archives/2008/09/02/confession/</link>
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		<title>Weekend roundup.</title>
		<description>Remember the kingly mattress pad of insomnia?  It has been sitting in a giant pile of . . . stuff on the bed in our second bedroom.  (Don't I sound like a wonderful housekeeper?)  But since we have finally been unpacking our pictures, I was able to ...</description>
		<link>http://rmfo-blogs.com/karibeth/archives/2008/09/01/weekend-roundup/</link>
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		<title>Upstaged.</title>
		<description>My oldest friend got married on Saturday, and she asked me to read some scripture in her wedding.  It was an honor to participate in the service, because she is such a lovely person, she and her new husband seem so wonderful together, and it was a beautiful ceremony ...</description>
		<link>http://rmfo-blogs.com/karibeth/archives/2008/08/31/upstaged/</link>
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		<title>A letter from 1865.</title>
		<description>I saw this letter from Digital History on another blog.  Jourdon Anderson, an ex- Tennessee slave, declines his former master's invitation to return as a laborer on his plantation, 1865.  I am posting it because Jourdon Anderson was the epitome of a Southern gentleman, and in being so, ...</description>
		<link>http://rmfo-blogs.com/karibeth/archives/2008/08/29/a-letter-from-1865/</link>
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		<title>The Secret History by Donna Tartt</title>
		<description>It took me for-ev-er to read this book.  I kept putting it down, and also there were things like the Olympics and the DNC and being sick and being tired from going back to work that kept me from reading as much as I normally do.  I am ...</description>
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		<title>This is not a drill.</title>
		<description>We have fire drills and tornado drills, but what do you call it when there's an actual fire or an actual tornado?  When I was in high school, someone set some kind of fire in a bathroom (the details have become somewhat fuzzy), and what we called it was, ...</description>
		<link>http://rmfo-blogs.com/karibeth/archives/2008/08/27/this-is-not-a-drill/</link>
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		<title>Breaking the ice.</title>
		<description>I do not, myself, like icebreaker sorts of things.  It brings out the middle schooler in me, the part that doesn't like joining things, the part that is still afraid that people will point and laugh, the part that struggles with sincerity.  When, in my college classes, we ...</description>
		<link>http://rmfo-blogs.com/karibeth/archives/2008/08/26/breaking-the-ice/</link>
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		<title>I don&#8217;t like to post pictures of my house, so you&#8217;d better enjoy it while you can get it.</title>
		<description>Once upon a time, Mike and Kari bought a house.  Here is what the kitchen looked like.













(That's three layers of linoleum.  And the scary carpet.)

There were crazy light fixtures and half the room was carpeted and the cabinets had weird yellow slats on the doors and the fireplace ...</description>
		<link>http://rmfo-blogs.com/karibeth/archives/2008/08/24/i-dont-like-to-post-pictures-of-my-house-so-youd-better-enjoy-it-while-you-can-get-it/</link>
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