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		<title>Fullness</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2011 01:12:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; I open my email and there is one of my favorite things- a message from a friend suggesting we meet for lunch. I’m free in three weeks on Wednesday. I’m only halfway through a book I started last month. A guest is coming and I struggle to figure out when I can clean the [...]]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2011 23:54:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[January is almost over. I’ve been thinking about this blog all month, wondering what to write about, letting each day add to my tension. I have all sorts of rambly thoughts that just aren’t worth putting pen to paper over. So here it is- day 40 of the dry spell in my brain. Seriously, it’s [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Blue.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2010 23:42:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sarah</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I feel blue. Full of fatigue, empty of passion. It is as though I am covered from the top of my head to the soles of my feet in a sad, lethargic haze. There is no particular reason for me to feel this way. All that is good and blessing is still true. I know [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Two kinds of people.</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Nov 2010 01:07:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sarah</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[“There are two kinds of people. The ones who like Neil Diamond and the ones who don’t.” Bob Wiley, in What About Bob. It got me thinking—what are my people-differentiators? I have tons of them. You do too. Runners versus non-runners. Scratch bakers versus mix users. Paper versus plastic. Here’s one that rears its head in my [...]]]></description>
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		<title>It&#8217;s so simple.</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Nov 2010 21:31:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sarah</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I confess I worship at the altar of efficiency. One of my hobbies is personal improvement. I love finding a better way to do something. So what could be more fun than having hundreds of beautifully presented ideas delivered to my mailbox each month? It’s so simple. Real Simple. So here’s what happens. I look [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Who I am.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Oct 2010 16:22:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sarah</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The other night, after hearing about some of my emotional ups and downs, a long-time friend said, “You don’t believe who you are.” Fourteen hours later, another friend, who has seen me during some of my darkest days, said, “It’s great to see who you are.” And then, just three hours later I sat in [...]]]></description>
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		<title>&#8220;More water.&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Oct 2010 19:38:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sarah</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was the last day at the beach with my family. We were gathered at a tidal pool that was big enough for the little girls to paddle in. Anna, 4, was already splashing from side to side. Eva, 16 months, sat on the edge letting the water tickle her feet. 3-year-old, Beth, stood on [...]]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Sep 2010 23:04:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sarah</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The crimson cover caught my attention. Heavy gold lettering proclaimed, The Sunne in Splendour. Knights and foot soldiers clashing in turmoil, lances and banners aloft. Richard III at Bosworth Field. I opened the book and stepped into the world of the Yorks and Lancasters playing havoc upon one another as they maneuvered to place their [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Acting my age?</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Sep 2010 20:57:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sarah</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Depending on who you are, the following information is either a connecting point or lethal. I was a cheerleader in high school. I’ll wait till you stop laughing… But my point is I still am. YIKES. When ESPN cut into their regular show to televise the end of the historic JMU/Virginia Tech game, I was [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Buster, Howard and Peaches</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Sep 2010 23:33:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sarah</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I love to name things. To me, something named automatically has a personality. I had a red Nissan Quest van named Rosie. She was happy to ferry my children to and from the barn for horseback riding lessons. Then I had a Land Rover Discovery named Wills. He was a protector, my personal warrior. Now [...]]]></description>
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