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	<title>So Much For Ordinary</title>
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	<description>An ordinary Mother knee deep in an extraordinary mess.</description>
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		<title>I&#8217;m Sorry!!!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I know I&#8217;ve been a bad blogger and not written for a couple weeks.  Kids sick, Mom Sick, birthdays, whatever, its been a little nuts.  So, I&#8217;m sorry, thanks for all the emails begging me to write something trite and complain about my Mother in Law, Husband, Nude neighbor, etc.  I&#8217;ll get right on that.  [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.somuchforordinary.com/2010/07/im-sorry/</link>
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		<title>I am not homeless!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Why is it that I pay no attention to my own grooming until someone walks by and drops their spare change into my Starbucks&#8217; cup, thinking I am a transient?  There is no greater motivation to schedule a haircut and wax than a total stranger mistaking me for a homeless person because I am so [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.somuchforordinary.com/2010/07/154/</link>
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		<title>White Trash at McDonalds.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Today I had my girlfriend who is a photographer come to the house and take pictures of all three kids outside.  It was 10:30am, 95 degrees, and so humid that her lens kept fogging up.  Also, that rain I&#8217;ve been bitching about?  It made my back yard the consistency of a very saturated sponge.  I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.somuchforordinary.com/2010/06/151/</link>
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		<title>Berry Patch Picking is Berry Overwhelming.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I met some friends at the local Berry Patch today.  Its a family owned and run Berry Farm and they grow acres and acres of blueberries, boysenberries, etc.  You can go out to the patches with a bucket they provide, pick whatever you want, or purchase berries they&#8217;ve picked and their amazing home made goodies [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.somuchforordinary.com/2010/06/148/</link>
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		<title>CHIRP!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I once saw a movie with Jim Carey where he claimed to be able to make the most annoying sound in the world.  He made this throaty, deep, seemingly unending squeal like whine.  When I heard this I wholeheartedly agreed it was the most annoying sound on earth.  Oh, foolish woman.  I didn&#8217;t have kids [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.somuchforordinary.com/2010/06/144/</link>
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		<title>A Night Off?  A Night Off!!!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This evening the two boys went with their Grandparents to a Theater in the Park show.  It was fabulous.  I mean them being gone, not the show.  They were picked up at 6pm and brought home about 11pm.  We still had the baby, but since she went to bed by 7pm I seriously feel like [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.somuchforordinary.com/2010/06/141/</link>
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		<title>I have a moustache.  Don&#8217;t be so smug, so do YOU.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It was recently brought to my attention that I have been sporting one wicked moustache and beard.  I don&#8217;t know how this came to pass.  I have a very fair complexion and most of the hair on my arms, legs and where ever else is mostly blond with a few brown  sprinkled in.  I never [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.somuchforordinary.com/2010/06/138/</link>
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		<title>Food is Poison.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I met my girl friend at the Zoo today so the kids could burn off some energy while they ogled the animals and we could have a much needed gab session.  She said she&#8217;d noticed that I spent a considerable amount of time writing about poop.  I laughed about this, but on the drive home [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.somuchforordinary.com/2010/06/135/</link>
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		<title>In this house, we dance with pants ON.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I rented  a movie for Connor today as a reward for his good report card.  We put the movie, Chipmunks 2, on in his playroom downstairs (read: where I would not be forced to SEE or HEAR it)  when the other kids went to bed.  I went downstairs to check on him and discovered him [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.somuchforordinary.com/2010/06/132/</link>
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		<title>My Max.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Three years ago today I had a baby boy that I thought I would trade for a girl in half a second if given the opportunity. He required tubes and wires covering his entire body to sustain his life and couldn&#8217;t breathe on his own. I was not allowed to touch him. My husband stood [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.somuchforordinary.com/2010/06/126/</link>
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