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		<title>Jumbled</title>
		<description>The words are jumbled, stilted.

You wear pointy heels and your ringtone is Journey.

Almost a whisper.

Reading too much sauce, I ache.

Far too uncomfortable with the man holding a turkey sandwich, I smile and walk away. That feeling that someone is staring at your ass? Yeah.

I've sat here, the screen taunting me ...</description>
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		<title>Tangled</title>
		<description>Tangled legs. Tangled sheets. Tangled hair.

Serenity.

The gentle breeze, the sound of the distant freeway, the dog softly snoring.

Clarity.

****

We walked into the room, knowing that it wasn't good, but not prepared for the barrage of totally insane words that were to be hurled at us within a matter of minutes.

"Ah, don't ...</description>
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		<title>Aloha ♥</title>
		<description>When Jeff and I first moved in together, we went to the local animal shelter to look at animals. I had no intention of adopting an animal that day, and there actually weren't any that caught my eye. Jeff, however, fell in love with a scrawny, haggard looking cat named ...</description>
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		<title>The One Where I Tongue Kissed (figuratively) a Photographer From New York</title>
		<description>When we were in the Dirty South, we attended the wedding of Jeff's niece (we'll call her "J") to her lovely fiance (we'll call him "P")in Maryland. A few weeks before the wedding, Jeff's mom asked me if I would be so kind as to photograph the wedding, since J ...</description>
		<link>http://awsmeamy.com/?p=405</link>
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		<title>The One Where I Admit I&#8217;m in Love With a Fictional Character</title>
		<description>I picked up Twilight to read on the plane ride to South Carolina, not because I was interested, but because it was long and had big print (so intelligent, right?). I ended up sleeping on the trip, and didn't even pick up the book. I completely forgot about it for ...</description>
		<link>http://awsmeamy.com/?p=395</link>
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		<title>Welcome to the Dirty South</title>
		<description>Jeff and I made it to South Carolina, after a super crazy chain of events that found us running through the Dulles airport to catch our connecting flight which was already closed up and ready for takeoff. You guys, they LITERALLY opened the door and let us on, and we ...</description>
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		<title>Summer Lovin&#8217;, Happened So Fast</title>
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Jeff and I are leaving for vacation on Friday, and we won't see the Little Monster for two weeks. Somewhere in the midst of his usual weekend visit, I got the bright idea to buy a slip 'n slide for our own backyard entertainment. I bought it pretty late on ...</description>
		<link>http://awsmeamy.com/?p=386</link>
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		<title>Prozac Should Sponsor Facebook</title>
		<description>Sometimes I feel like Facebook is a virus. A few weeks ago I received a friend request from my brother, and eventually my brother's wife. I thought it was cool - I get to see pictures of my niece and nephews on a regular basis, and I don't have to ...</description>
		<link>http://awsmeamy.com/?p=349</link>
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		<title>Sunday Secrets</title>
		<description>J asks me a lot about having kids.

I am always hesitant and say things like, "Yeah right, old man." or "We'll have kids on the 5th. Of never."

I think I am so hesitant because I am not sure that I even want kids, let alone soon. Also? I'm really, really ...</description>
		<link>http://awsmeamy.com/?p=383</link>
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		<title>Protected: Email For Password</title>
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