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	<title>Laden with Thoughts</title>
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	<description>I wish I could tell you, but I just can't find the words.</description>
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		<title>Happy 1st Birthday to Maeve!</title>
		<description>My sweet little girl turns a year old today!  I love you my Maevie... hope you enjoy growing up with me as your Momma.  I promise to let you date... someday.

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		<link>http://rmfo-blogs.com/kathleen/archives/2008/05/30/happy-1st-birthday-to-maeve/</link>
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		<title>Slouch slouch slouch.</title>
		<description>This is the best Monday ever!  After working lots of overtime last week and not seeing my children at ALL (I swear Liam knows 50 more words now than he did last week) I asked my supervisor if I could use a floating holiday to stay home today.  ...</description>
		<link>http://rmfo-blogs.com/kathleen/archives/2008/05/19/slouch-slouch-slouch/</link>
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		<title>FYI - Girdle Update #3</title>
		<description>Important announcement!  It's 3pm, and I've had it with the girdle.  There's some discomfort, and also some chafing.

Damn you, Phish Food... damn you. </description>
		<link>http://rmfo-blogs.com/kathleen/archives/2008/02/28/fyi-girdle-update-2/</link>
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		<title>The one where I complain about how blessed I am.</title>
		<description>Totally exhausting day.  I get the day off on Wednesday, so you'd think I would have had a lovely day playing with the children and bumming around the house.  Unfortunately I've let all the housework pile up and pile up until the thought of doing laundry or sweeping ...</description>
		<link>http://rmfo-blogs.com/kathleen/archives/2008/02/27/wednesday-in-which-i-complain-about-how-blessed-i-am/</link>
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		<title>Hangin&#8217; in.</title>
		<description>So... life.  Want a quick update?

Our poor Seamus got hit by a car two weeks ago.  We have one of those invisible fences in our yard for him, so he wears an electric collar that gives him a shock if he gets too close to the border.  ...</description>
		<link>http://rmfo-blogs.com/kathleen/archives/2008/02/26/hangin-in/</link>
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		<title>Let&#8217;s just not talk about it.  &#8216;K?</title>
		<description>Yeah.  Let's just bypass the whole subject.

Let's talk about happy things!  Like life!  And my children!  Yay!  Happy thoughts!

(As long as you know that I'm actually dying inside.  Freakin' sports.)

So, life.  I started a new job last week after being laid off from ...</description>
		<link>http://rmfo-blogs.com/kathleen/archives/2008/02/04/lets-just-not-talk-about-it-k/</link>
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		<title>No words required.</title>
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		<link>http://rmfo-blogs.com/kathleen/archives/2008/01/22/no-words-required/</link>
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		<title>Happy Birthday, Liam.</title>
		<description>It's officially January 19, 2008.  My boy is 2 years old today.

His Auntie Kelly recently asked him, "Liam, why are you so cute?"  His answer: "Da Momma is cute!"

I love you, my monkey, my boy.  Happy Birthday.

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		<link>http://rmfo-blogs.com/kathleen/archives/2008/01/19/happy-birthday-liam/</link>
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		<title>Proof of happiness.</title>
		<description>I spend a lot of time feeling unworthy of the gifts I have.  And I spend a lot of time feeling like a failure.  If you read this blog at all, you know that.

Today I decided I've had enough.  Enough of the whining and the self-deprecation.  ...</description>
		<link>http://rmfo-blogs.com/kathleen/archives/2008/01/16/proof-of-happiness/</link>
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		<title>Pretend that it&#8217;s the day after Christmas, please.</title>
		<description>Yup, meant to post about Christmas on December 26th.  Whoops.  It's been a rough month... more on that later.

Well, first of all, this was Liam's second Christmas.  Last year he was only 11 months old, and although he had a grand old time ripping apart tissue paper ...</description>
		<link>http://rmfo-blogs.com/kathleen/archives/2008/01/09/pretend-that-its-the-day-after-christmas-please/</link>
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