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		<title>Five Fotos</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2008 02:25:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Or Phive Photos?  hehe
Random choice of 5 photos, for your viewing and my blogging pleasure.

Mr. Bear sharing a drink with me

Awesome new coffee maker

Cute little happy boy

Matt &#38; his squishy stuff

And finally, Daisy - 6.5 months old, curious about seeing snow for the first time. 
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Or Phive Photos?  hehe</p>
<p>Random choice of 5 photos, for your viewing and my blogging pleasure.</p>
<p><a href="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/img_0486.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1021" title="img_0486" src="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/img_0486-225x300.jpg" alt="" width="225" height="300" /></a></p>
<p>Mr. Bear sharing a drink with me</p>
<p><a href="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/img_0492.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1022" title="img_0492" src="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/img_0492-225x300.jpg" alt="" width="225" height="300" /></a></p>
<p>Awesome new coffee maker</p>
<p><a href="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/img_7856.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1024" title="img_7856" src="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/img_7856-300x199.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="199" /></a></p>
<p>Cute little happy boy</p>
<p><a href="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/img_7840.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1023" title="img_7840" src="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/img_7840-300x199.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="199" /></a></p>
<p>Matt &amp; his squishy stuff</p>
<p><a href="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/img_8227.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1025" title="img_8227" src="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/img_8227-300x199.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="199" /></a></p>
<p>And finally, Daisy - 6.5 months old, curious about seeing snow for the first time. <img src='http://pgoodness.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /></p>
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		<title>books</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 02:00:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As you probably know, I love books. I adore them. I worship books.  My earliest memories are of my dad reading to me, and then, me reading to me.  I started young and haven&#8217;t stopped since.  I&#8217;ve been known to read the back and sides of the cereal boxes just to have something to read.
I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As you probably know, I love books. I <em>adore</em> them. I <em>worship</em> books.  My earliest memories are of my dad reading to me, and then, me reading to me.  I started young and haven&#8217;t stopped since.  I&#8217;ve been known to read the back and sides of the cereal boxes just to have something to read.</p>
<p>I always wanted my boys to have the same love of books that I have.  I read to them as infants (though admittedly, I felt guilty when they were really small because they just didn&#8217;t want sit still and listen and I was paranoid they wouldn&#8217;t like books!!) But now they do.  Matt gets 4 books each night.  Preston gets 1-6, board books, depending on whether he wants to be read to or just wants to go to sleep.</p>
<p>Tonight, Matt and I did something new.</p>
<p>He read 2 books and I read 2 books.</p>
<p>He. READ. two. books.</p>
<p>Now, if we could get him to poop when he needs to instead of holding it&#8230;or get him to stop singing the freaking alphabet song&#8230;.or get him to quit counting for 2 seconds&#8230;or stop saying butthead&#8230;.</p>
<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;</p>
<p>In other news, I finished <em>The Senator&#8217;s Wife </em>by Sue Miller. I wish I could give you a glowing review, but the truth is, I found it simply ok.  I&#8217;ve read a lot of Sue Miller&#8217;s books and as far as I can remember, I enjoyed them, but this one? Meh.  I wanted it to be what I thought it would be, based on the storyline.  But not so much.</p>
<p>Moving on to another book shortly&#8230;..</p>
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		<title>Bandwagon!!</title>
		<link>http://pgoodness.com/2008/11/15/bandwagon/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 16 Nov 2008 00:57:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Facebook me!
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		<title>You may not know&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://pgoodness.com/2008/11/14/you-may-not-know/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 15 Nov 2008 03:21:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[(Shamelessly stolen from Miss Britt)
&#8230;. I&#8217;ve never been to the movies alone. Just never done it, but not opposed to it.
&#8230;.I love hershey bars dipped in Jif peanut butter&#8230;lots of peanut butter
&#8230;. the recliner in our bedroom is piled to the top with clean clothes that need to be hung up
&#8230;. I&#8217;ve never seen West [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>(Shamelessly stolen from Miss Britt)</p>
<p>&#8230;. I&#8217;ve never been to the movies alone. Just never done it, but not opposed to it.</p>
<p>&#8230;.I love hershey bars dipped in Jif peanut butter&#8230;lots of peanut butter</p>
<p>&#8230;. the recliner in our bedroom is piled to the top with clean clothes that need to be hung up</p>
<p>&#8230;. I&#8217;ve never seen West Side Story</p>
<p>&#8230;. I had a dream last night that I was able to take anything I wanted from a giant Coach store for free.  I was there (in mythical land) with a bunch of models.</p>
<p>&#8230;. My dad has never referred to me as his &#8216;baby&#8217;. (Unlike Steve Martin&#8217;s character in Father of the Bride II)</p>
<p>&#8230;. I&#8217;ve only not finished a book like twice in my life. No matter how crappy, I can&#8217;t generally leave a book unfinished.</p>
<p>&#8230;. I love the smell of the cleaning aisle in Target and Meijer (and so does Preston)</p>
<p>&#8230;. My plans for sewing all day and into the night today were thwarted by (1) my machine falling apart (2) being interrupted by the kids and dog every 2 minutes and (3) Matt deciding to &#8216;work&#8217; in my room on his coloring/pasting/writing and basically taking over.</p>
<p>&#8230;. Preston is getting a cold and WILL NOT GO TO SLEEP.</p>
<p>&#8230;. Mike built a giant workbench for the garage today. The man has mad skillz when he wants to.</p>
<p>&#8230;.. The thing I miss most about having a baby around is how soft and sweet and cuddly they are in those feety pjs.</p>
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		<title>He is fine</title>
		<link>http://pgoodness.com/2008/11/13/he-is-fine/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Nov 2008 18:25:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Went to visit my dad at the hospital today. He was sitting in the chair watching tv, just having come back from a walk. Feeling good! 
Proof that he is well: we were talking about Christmas and how they should just buy for the kids and not us (which means they don&#8217;t have to come [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Went to visit my dad at the hospital today. He was sitting in the chair watching tv, just having come back from a walk. Feeling good! </p>
<p>Proof that he is well: we were talking about Christmas and how they should just buy for the kids and not us (which means they don&#8217;t have to come up with ridiculous ideas of things for us to buy them) and we got talking about my brother, who has been in law school and not really working, and how he&#8217;s probably the only one who really needs anything.  </p>
<p>Me: It&#8217;s ok with me if you want to buy presents for him; it wouldn&#8217;t bother me at all. I&#8217;m sure he needs stuff.  </p>
<p>My dad: (with slightly shocked and annoyed look) Well, I haven&#8217;t really had time to think about that..I&#8217;ve been thinking about other things.</p>
<p>Me: (in my head): really. Huh. No shit?!</p>
<p>Yep. My dad is just fine <roll eyes></p>
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