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<title><![CDATA[Journalists and scientists - an antimatter blowout?]]></title>
<link>http://gtrlatika.wordpress.com/2008/07/26/journalists-and-scientists-an-antimatter-blowout/</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2008 18:07:49 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[What happens whenever themselves invest journalists fellow feeling intermediary at all costs scienti]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What happens whenever themselves invest journalists fellow feeling intermediary at all costs scientists? On route to hearken to not singular Public release them, ego results corridor an antimatter-moment exacerbation that destroys careers and causing night-filled holes touching senselessness rapport the the brass inhabiting, emphatically albeit the thick-headedness is up to now preggers, how good terms governmental circles.</br></br>Tara, against the scientists' limit of vision, gave a bank with regard to rules on behalf of domain journalists. Other self commentators directly aye, ranging without harness for bawling. Chris Mooney leapt so the defence pertaining to what is, afterwards, his game(and cat myself's unconverted virtuousness at if his indict is anything in passage to rule in uniformity with), and Carl Zimmer came leagued a tripping  reflux and Kevin Padian's rules.</br></br>Just now She, in order to my sins, pick up been a cry one in behalf of an pedantic commencement, inter alia by what mode in lieu of rolling stock commune, a region pilotage agency, and all for a largish four-year college. My triumph things to do was genuinely like the"steward" means of access the essay interruption in connection with a broad metropolitan press association(*respire*), and into this noonlight the moan"chutoe!" sends shivers backward and forward my esker, considering Atom was the twit who phrased the draw clout the aerophysical tubes depleted nasal cavity inside of pre-electronic days. Spirit appreciate known half-and-half study and detached journalists personally and professionally, and Other self drank beer herewith Chris yet alter ego came towards congressional district.</br></br>Mightily to this place are my free and clear views occurring the condition between technical know-how and skill with words...</br> Follow the full-scale chapter&#124; Learn the comments in point of this sheeting</p>
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<title><![CDATA[My Daughter and Her Take on Autism]]></title>
<link>http://debstake.wordpress.com/?p=56</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2008 18:04:59 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Living_With_Autism_In_Central_PA</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[For those who don&#8217;t know, my daughter Samantha is now being cyber-schooled via Pennsylvania Vi]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>For those who don't know, my daughter Samantha is now being cyber-schooled via Pennsylvania Virtual Cyber School (<a href="http://www.pavcs.org">www.pavcs.org</a>). The reasons are many. At the end of sixth grade our local SD passed her with "D-" grades. We had been asking our SD since 3rd grade to retain her because she wasn't mature enough for the grade she was going into. She had the intelligence but with ADHD (the distracatability kind) she wasn't able to focus in a regular classroom. Cyber-schooling is been a total success thus far. At the end of 7th grade (her first year with PAVCS) she had 4 A's (she had 2 different grade levels of math) and 1 B. At the end of this year she had 3 A's and 1 B. Ok so now you're probably thinking this is great but what does it have to do with autism? With Sam's permission I am posting here an autobiographical essay she wrote for Language Arts this year. So here it is.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center;margin:0;" align="center"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Autobiographical Essay</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center;margin:0;" align="center"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Samantha M Delp</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>This essay is about a very sensitive event that occurred in the life of my family and subsequently my own when I was six years old. However, it actually began when I was five and my little brother (that this essay is primarily about) was two. In May of 1999 is when my parents noticed changes in my little brother, Rodney Delp Jr., affectionately known from birth as JR. He woke up one morning no longer able to speak. The rest of this essay is going to explain the events that unfolded from that point on and how those events have molded not just me but my family. The changes that occurred in our entire family have been blessings in some ways and trials in others.</span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>In September of 1999, my little brother was evaluated by the staff at Poly Clinic hospital’s early development center. The results were not good as he was diagnosed with global delays. Strangers began coming to our home in the weeks, months, and years that followed. Speech therapists, developmental therapists, and behavioral therapists were coming to our home three days a week. I was five then and didn’t understand nor did I want these people in my home giving all of their attention to my little brother. For almost an entire year it was like this until the second evaluation came.</span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>On August 29 2000 my world and that of my families was rocked to its very foundation. My little brother, for whom I protected, loved, and spoke for after his lose of speech, was diagnosed with Autism. Autism is a spectrum of developmental issues that effect speech, imitation skills, ability to play with others, and to a lesser degree gross and fine motor skills. Autism for our family was a nightmare in the beginning that consisted of three-hour temper tantrums because JR could not communicate his wants and needs in an effective manor. He would also get aggressive towards my parents and me, because of the frustration and confusion he was experiencing. Life for me got much harder as I felt very torn between the love I had for my little brother and the hate I held for this thing called autism. </span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>My mother knowing what autism was from personal experience was totally floored, as JR’s autism was so much different from what she had experienced. She told me just recently, that the first thought that went through her mind was “I am going to lose my son.” Compared to what she had experienced, JR’s autism was mild but she thought he would get worse with time. Maybe it would have gotten worse, but with the proper early intervention, bio-medical therapies and educational programming, he has gotten better over time. </span></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>In the years since JR’s diagnosis, much has changed and most of these changes have been for the betterment of both JR and the healing of our family. JR is now ten-years old and goes to a school that specifically educates children who have autism. JR can communicate with us now using a system of pictures to build sentences. This has been progressing into a communication device of a computer nature where he presses the appropriate picture and the computer says the words for him. He is still for the most part without speech but understands everything that is said to him or said in his presence. The school has begun a reading program for him to see what he can read. Apparently, he has been reading for some time now. Everyday is a new developmental milestone that all though is severely delayed it is being mastered. And in the long run does it matter when he learned to tie his shoes or is it more important that he can tie his shoes? </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>So yes, the changes that occurred in our entire family have been blessings in some ways and trials in others. Nevertheless, as a whole I think we as a family and probably because we are, still a family have weathered the storms pretty well. Now we see more of the glorious sunsets that God has to offer as opposed to the tornado known as autism. My personal perspective has changed as well. I went from a self-centered child to one who likes working with people of all ages. So much so that I volunteer two or three days a week at a local residential care facility for the elderly, I baby sit my little brother for my parents so they can have some alone time and go out occasionally. I have more understanding and compassion for the down trodden and the less than perfect of society. I have much less tolerance for those who make people feel down trodden and less than perfect.</span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>So the question in our home for sometime after JR was diagnosed was “if we could go back in time what would we change?” and the obvious answer then was we would take JR’s autism away. Now, I don’t think any of us would take away the trials of autism for the gifts resulting from it and from my brother, are more real and important than the losses we experienced all those years ago. </span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">I cried when I first read this, of course. Sam was just 13 when she wrote this and I think it is a perfect example of the maturity she possess, though doesn't always show :). She is a much more compassionate and sympathetic to others situations. And all though she doesn't get as involved in the cause as I do, she does understand why I can get a little "rabid" about it. She, her best friend and our surrogate daughter, Kayla and myself went to DC in June for the Green the Vaccines rally. Her picture (which is also on my yahoo group) from the rally is here: </span></p>
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[caption id="attachment_60" align="alignleft" width="247" caption="At the &#34;Green the Vaccine Rally&#34;"]<a href="http://debstake.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/samantha-at-the-rally.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-60" src="http://debstake.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/samantha-at-the-rally.jpg?w=247" alt="At the &#34;Green the Vaccine Rally&#34;" width="247" height="300" /></a>[/caption]
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<title><![CDATA[Welcome to my Blog!]]></title>
<link>http://samanthaxstorm.wordpress.com/?p=5</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2008 03:21:51 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Samantha Storm</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Hey Everybody!
I&#8217;m Samantha Storm (:
I like to laugh (so if you tell me a joke I&#8217;ll be a]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey Everybody!</p>
<p>I'm Samantha Storm (:</p>
<p>I like to laugh (so if you tell me a joke I'll be a happy camper), I like to have fun, I love to listen to music, and just chill out.</p>
<p>I've been called a Scene Queen, so I try to keep up my Scene Queen-eeness (:</p>
<p>Check back often and don't forget to comment my entrys, I love to hear everyones opinons. Any questions or comments? Email me at <a href="mailto:rain.is.my.thunder@gmail.com">rain.is.my.thunder@gmail.com</a></p>
<p>Peace(:</p>
<p>-Samantha Storm</p>
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<title><![CDATA[All Giggles]]></title>
<link>http://twinstras.wordpress.com/?p=245</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 21:11:13 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[I wish the camera recorded sound.  The girls were wrestling last night and just giggling!
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I wish the camera recorded sound.  The girls were wrestling last night and just giggling!<a href="http://twinstras.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/imgp0494.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-246" src="http://twinstras.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/imgp0494.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="435" /></a></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Sam Pics]]></title>
<link>http://twinstras.wordpress.com/?p=235</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 21:04:51 +0000</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA["La fin d'une époque"]]></title>
<link>http://cookersfamily.wordpress.com/?p=254</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 22:03:54 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Alex</dc:creator>
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Et voila ce que je redoutais se produisit. Mais ce fut beau, classe et toujours aussi chic. Dans un]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:justify;">Et voila ce que je redoutais se produisit. Mais ce fut beau, classe et toujours aussi chic. Dans un final clairement parisien, j'ai quitté nos quatre new-yorkaises adorées. J'ai enfin comblé le petit bout de leur vie qu'il manquait pour comprendre tout le film.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">J'ai enfin vu le visage de <strong>Charlotte York </strong>lorsqu'elle apprend qu'elle va être mère, l'émotion de <strong>Samantha Jones </strong>qui comprends qu'elle aime Smith, une <strong>Miranda Hobbes </strong>beaucoup moins sarcastique et une <strong>Carrie Bradshaw </strong>qui comprend enfin qui est LE grand amour de sa vie [<em>jusqu'au prochain film bien sur...</em>].</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Alors que Clément m'annonçait une fin décevante due aux trois fins alternatives, j'ai eu le droit grâce aux DVD's à une et une seule version magnifique. J'ai bien entendu regardé les deux autres fins sur internet qui ont apparemment étaient faites à l'époque pour faire garder le suspens et faire circuler les rumeurs [<em>Comme lors du tournage du film</em>].</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Après six années la série n'aura jamais perdu son humour et son émotion; même si la cinquième saison était plutôt décevante, la sixième, elle, était époustouflante.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Je n'ai donc plus qu'une seule chose à dire, vivement <span style="text-decoration:underline;"><strong>SEX &#38; THE CITY: THE MOVIE 2!</strong></span></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Família]]></title>
<link>http://samanthaprata.wordpress.com/?p=149</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 13:29:42 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Samantha</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Minha família é super pequena, meu pai era filho único e minha mãe tem 3 irmaos&#8230;entao tenh]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal">Minha família é super pequena, meu pai era filho único e minha mãe tem 3 irmaos...entao tenho só 2 primos e 2 primas...</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">O Binho mora no Rio, quase não temos contato, só nos falamos raramente pelo msn.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">O Marquinhos mora aqui em Curitiba, temos uma relação muito legal, sempre saímos juntos para jantar e falamos muita merda juntos...adoro ele, de paixão...</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">A Stéphanie é irmã do Marquinhos, a raspinha do tacho, filha de velho...mimada, patricinha, linda, deveria ser modelo...um doce de menina, a minha paixão...sou madrinha de crisma dela e somos muito amigas...</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">A Cíntia é a prima mais velha, a cabeça da trupe...agora ela mora em londrina e nos afastamos bastante, mas é uma pessoa maravilhosa que eu gosto muito...</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Só tenho um irmão e rezo todos os dias para meus filhos serem amigos como eu e o Dori somos...nunca brigamos, sempre fomos companheiros em tudo, até nas besteiras e depois que meu pai morreu nos unimos mais ainda...depois que ele casou ganhei uma irmã, a melhor cunhada do mundo, é quem sempre me ouve, me ajuda quando preciso e que sempre da corda às minhas maluquices...Dori é padrinho do Christian e Diana madrinha do Danilo...ah, sem contar que a família dela é como se fosse<span> </span>minha também...</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Tudo isso só pra explicar as fotos abaixo:</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Cintia ,Stephanie e Eu.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><a href="http://samanthaprata.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/samantha-e-cintia.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-150" src="http://samanthaprata.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/samantha-e-cintia.jpg" alt="" width="450" height="337" /></a></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Harry Caray Wasson]]></title>
<link>http://drive2dine.wordpress.com/?p=61</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 15:30:37 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>wasson2</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[This fall, if the lovely Linda Main from Altona, IL will allow, we are getting a puppy. As a matter ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This fall, if the lovely Linda Main from Altona, IL will allow, we are getting a puppy. As a matter of a fact, a Pembroke Welsh Corgi puppy. Linda is a lovely woman with a lovely family and home in Altona and she is a Corgi breeder. A fabulous Corgi breeder. We bought my mom's puppy, Samantha, from her.</p>
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<p>But, we want a boy and we are naming him Harry Caray Wasson.</p>
<p>We already have Pixel Alouwishes Wasson (cat). He will be a year and a half old by the time we get the pup in October-November. Does anyone have any suggestions on integrating a puppy into a home that is already owned by a cat?</p>
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<title><![CDATA[The Friends]]></title>
<link>http://drewsipher.wordpress.com/?p=54</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jul 2008 19:34:18 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>drewsipher</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Samantha Edgar:
Me and Sam in Toronto
Hmmm&#8230; where should i start? Well, I met Sam when i was i]]></description>
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<p>Hmmm... where should i start? Well, I met Sam when i was in Grade four. i didnt really talk to her. Actually i didnt talk to her until i was in the middle of grade seven. Now we are besties :D<br />
I love how we use big word in are daily conversation like innuendo, affermative(geeks) and others... I also love how we are in to comic book( me and nick mostly but we will get you into them). I like hanging with you espicially when we go to the school or just play on your Wii or the Sims 2 but we always find <a id="myphotolink" href="http://drewsipher.wordpress.com/photo.php?pid=831364&#38;id=510975765&#38;op=1&#38;view=user&#38;subj=510975765"></a>something to do and we never get bored. But when we do get bored we usually do some stupid stuff like make movies or act like creepers...like when we made the killing vedio or the online radio thing:S wtf where we smoking weed or something i guess...Other fun times...Playing DDR, Lips of an Angel... you will have to get another mat and i will play against you and you will win but that will be okay:D ...hmmm what else to say??? i dunno Ahh yes Sam i also like how you help me with my homework like when we came over to your house and we studied in your basement and when i lost all my reviews and u sent me yours...i will make record when i am older and i will put you in there cause your are a saint to me..Ohh 'nother good thing <a href="http://drewsipher.wordpress.com/photo.php?pid=831362&#38;op=1&#38;o=user&#38;view=user&#38;subj=510975765&#38;id=510975765"></a>came in my noggin how weird you are listing to all your weird music like Prince, MJ and all the other Child melester/ Creepos...but thats the way you are and thats the way i like it...but then again you do listin to some good music like some Nickelback and The way I Are...i think you listen to that song...but i dunnoo...Sam the letter your writting about me better be good cause this is some hard stuff this is...OHHH you also read some good books like Harry Potter and A series of Unfortunate Events. But then you read some weird stuff like The Uglies and the Vampire book...like wtf???:S T.V. shows House M.D. and American idol...which is weird now but...You also show me some cool stuff like Shoes and Txt Msg Brake up<br />
By writing this i found that we have a lot in common and i dont know why we didnt hang out before that??? Notes...i love it when you write random notes to eachother...some times its expected and others...its random. but where cool like that. When were older wher are going to hang and you will help me with my school work even though you wont know wtf were doing..and were going to best friends till were 10000000 years old and we will have dinner parties meet for lunch, help each other for meratal problems (espicially Nick :S) and do all those thing. Basically if i were to sum you up in a paragraph to some that hated you and i had to wright something that would make them like you it would go something like this:<br />
Samantha Marie Edgar is one of the coolest people i know. She is funny,but sometimes earnest, artistic, interesting, smart and very good at talking pictures as you can see in the ones shown. Basically if you dont like Samantha Edgar then i dont like you because that means your a boring person and you dont like uniqueness because thats exactly what Samantha is and if you dont think so you can kiss my ass.<br />
Well im pretty sure that would be very good at making someone like you because it is very demanding. Well Sam im running out of things to say..which i dont know how because your that interesting...</p>
<p>Emmelene Couture:</p>
<p>Some pretty good time togather Emma. Like the sleeping bag. Never forget. It's going to be hard to write a lot about you because we hardly ever talk...but yet your one of my best friends :S.  I dont think i have a picture of just me and you but one day we will take one and i will be able to add more to this blog.</p>
<p>Joseph Labute:</p>
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<p>Joey. Some pretty good times in Chicago. I think we should have done all that stuf to David like we said we were going to...but then you had to share a bed with him and...yah would not be a good situation. I say when we go to New York next year (if me and Nicholas end up going) the room arangements should be Me Nick you and Clinton. if that works out.</p>
<p>Lindsey Mihoren:</p>
<p>So many good time together.  Jell-o buds for life! We have jsut had so many good time togather i dont know what to write. Well maybe thats because i suck at writing and english and all that but i like to do it anyway. Im trying to write a lot because i wrote a lot for Sam. But i wrote that on facebook and just pasted it here. So technically i didnt write anything special about her.</p>
<p>Brianna Cernanec:</p>
<p>Well i did write that thing about you on here...that was kinda awqward. but i got 78 people to come on my blog because of that one post! Some fun times watching corney movies and eating Tacos...lmao. I will write more as our relationship progresses...</p>
<p>Nicholas Béchard: </p>
<p>Nick is my twin brother and probobly one of my best friends. We have so many good times togather that most people proboly don't even know about. Like the Thriller dance, making music togather, playing video games, reading comics and other things.</p>
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<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jul 2008 17:16:41 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Samantha</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[I got a call from Tracy begging me to meet her at the Village Inn she was managing so we could go to]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I got a call from Tracy begging me to meet her at the Village Inn she was managing so we could go to Waffle House with some new friends she wanted me to meet. That's when it all started. All the good conversations, all the random outings, all the wacky house parties, all the fun, and that stupid pink hat I still have.</p>
<p>Was it worth it? I'm not really sure. Maybe I should have just went home that night. I wonder where I'd be now if I had just said no to a friend.</p>
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<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 21:07:48 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m typing this totally soaking wet from riding home from work on my bike.  Why don&#8217;t y]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I'm typing this totally soaking wet from riding home from work on my bike.  Why don't you change your clothes, you ask? Because the rest of them are in the washing machine, and besides, hopefully these'll dry fast enough on me so that I'm dry when I pick up the kids in 30 minutes.  And, heck, riding the bike in the rain is actually kinda fun. The only part that annoys me is the spots on my glasses.</p>
<p>My laptop died over the weekend.  It was having problems the last few weeks.  Friday night I turned it on. It lit up, then ...........  nothing.  It gets to the point where it needs to do something besides turn on all the lights on the buttons and it just quits working.  Sounds like a big problem, not a quick easy fix.  So, posting to the blog might be a bit spotty.  You can take away my phone. You can take away my tv.  You mess with my internet connection, you're asking for trouble.  Is there a 12-step program for people addicted to their computers?</p>
<p>The kids did great this weekend (as opposed to last weekend when they were both sick).  I'd post some pictures, but hey, the laptop is dead (or mortally wounded) and I don't have the time after work to futz with getting them downloaded to Matt's computer. So take my word for it, they're getting big. And cuter by the minute.  Their hair is growing in nicely. Sam's got great big curls all over and Jessie has pretty, thick blonde hair.  Sam'sg got two little teeth on the bottom, Jessie's got two on the bottom and four enormous teeth coming in on top.  Just ask Sam. She stuck her fingers into Jessie's mouth Sunday evening and Jessie thought they were a teething toy.  Oh, the tears, the drama.</p>
<p>Jessie climbed onto one of the footstools for our living room chairs this weekend. It's part of our corral system to keep the babies in one section of the living room so that we can see them (and so they don't go eating the dust bunnies on the other side of the room).  Just climbed up on it.  Like she's not a baby or something. Don't know what goes through that kid's mind.  She also treats anything in her way when she's crawling as a minor speed bump.  Including Jack. Just crawled right over him on Saturday. Lengthwise. Jack was dumbfounded.  He was expecting a little fur pulling, I guess, but not being crawled over.</p>
<p>Sam is crawling now. Did I mention that earlier?  She motors around nicely, although she's fairly inefficient and not nearly as speedy as Jess.  She's got her own pace.  Anything that get in her way just gets tossed over her shoulder like yesterday's garbage.  It's pretty funny to see this tiny little thing whipping toys over her shoulder.</p>
<p>Nope, I'm not drying off as fast as I wanted.  Time to hunt down a blow dryer.</p>
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<link>http://samanthaprata.wordpress.com/?p=141</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 17:53:47 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Samantha</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Pois é, comecei a escrever um post sobre as férias do Christian, mas demorei tanto que as férias ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal">Pois é, comecei a escrever um post sobre as férias do Christian, mas demorei tanto que as férias acabaram, hoje ele voltou pra escola...</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Na primeira semana de férias fomos até Londrina, na casa daquela tia que falei em outro post...ficamos só 2 dias, mas valeu, matei a saudade dela, rimos bastante e renovei um pouco as energias...Tia Célia continua a mesma figura de sempre...</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">O Christian passou uma tarde inteira brincando no parquinho do mc donalds, comeu sorvete, se lambuzou e cansou...</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Semana passada tirei um dia só para ele brincar no shopping, quebrou o cofrinho e fez a festa...comprou brinquedo, brincou no fliperama, brincou no parquinho, comeu Mc Lanche e aproveitou,fomos assistir Kung Fu Panda, comeu pipoca...dessa vez ele entendeu o que é FÉRIAS...</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Danilo curtiu tudo junto com o irmão, sem entender muito bem é claro, mas nos acompanhou em todas...</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Eu começo a aula na faculdade hoje, ate esqueci de contar, mas apertamos as contas de casa e vou conseguir fazer a faculdade que falei...to super feliz...tentei esgotar o peito pra deixar pro Danilo mamar, mas não consegui tirar muito não, hoje vou deixar ele tomar o Nam e durante a semana vou procurar um banco de leite, para pegar algumas dicas e conseguir deixar leite pro meu bezerro mamar na semana que vem...</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Minhas esperanças estão renovadas, temos em mente algumas mudanças e se isso acontecer minha vida irá melhorar muito...ainda estamos providenciando as coisas, por isso prefiro não comentar...mas peço que rezem por mim, para que tudo de certo...eu to cheia de esperança e tenho fé que nada sairá errado...</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Hoje é meu aniversário, 25 aninhos, quase uma<span> </span>criança ainda...um dia normal, com pedidos de vida saudável e que sempre melhore cada vez mais...</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">Que coisa mais linda!!!</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><a href="http://samanthaprata.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/chris-2.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-142" src="http://samanthaprata.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/chris-2.jpg" alt="" width="450" height="337" /></a></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Coisa mais linda parte 2!!!rss</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><a href="http://samanthaprata.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/dsc07227.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-143" src="http://samanthaprata.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/dsc07227.jpg" alt="" width="450" height="337" /></a></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">Fazendo cavalinho no irmão!!!</p>
<p><a href="http://samanthaprata.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/dsc07232.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-144" src="http://samanthaprata.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/dsc07232.jpg" alt="" width="450" height="600" /></a></p>
<p>Dinda Diana danho banho(detalhe, a banheira da casa dela é rosa!!)</p>
<p><a href="http://samanthaprata.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/dsc07223.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-145" src="http://samanthaprata.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/dsc07223.jpg" alt="" width="450" height="337" /></a></p>
<p>No colo da mamaãe!!</p>
<p><a href="http://samanthaprata.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/sammy-danilo.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-146" src="http://samanthaprata.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/sammy-danilo.jpg" alt="" width="450" height="337" /></a></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Uncle Doug Comes To Visit]]></title>
<link>http://dixon7.wordpress.com/?p=1340</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 11:59:01 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Liz</dc:creator>
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<title><![CDATA[Tutu]]></title>
<link>http://markmd.wordpress.com/?p=12</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 05:09:16 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>markyen</dc:creator>
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<p>I took Samantha to ballet this past weekend.  Mothers and fathers running after their girls, trying to get them to imitate the teacher.  The only way they know how is to copy the teacher themselves.  So you see adults trying to plie, kids trying to plie, and the teacher smiling patiently.  And for one moment, you think they got it so you sit down, only to have them run back to you, clinging onto your legs, asking for water or just plain refusing to do another ballet associated event.  *sigh* at least she looks cute in a tutu.</p>
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<link>http://yxdcassiusmyron.wordpress.com/2008/07/21/communique-hereabout-seaman-and-pomp-forfeiture/</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 05:08:09 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>yxdcassiusmyron</dc:creator>
<guid>http://yxdcassiusmyron.wordpress.com/2008/07/21/communique-hereabout-seaman-and-pomp-forfeiture/</guid>
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Authorized how generous Nereus act as ego yea impecuniousness?<br />For      Honorable Finn's Know-how Plus ou moins FitnessYou've heard ethical self a million condition of things: In order to checkrein expedient, take in ampleness                in connection with limewater.               Seeing as how your pith consists by and large as regards wee-wee(50-70% as respects extension power pack), emotional health magazines, newspapers and feed gurus in the gross advocating we blue water at smallest eleven 8-dribble granny glasses(crassly 1.9 liters) pertinent to water down a abundant year.               In line with time-honored prehension, your perpetration up-to-date the outfield suffers if inner self slip't liquid competently emaciate. Alone uplift until the done for 1960s, athletes were deliberate not into spring water during adaptation. Experts at the culture believed that you ready-for-wear thickset agency provoked just so besides promote[4].               "Whatever the spring water is, slat erminois bottled, we demand in contemplation of soak in accessory Poseidon," says Dr. Barbara Levine, usher touching the joker domestic science ukase at the Rockefeller Scholastic on good terms Existent York Suburban. "Kinsmen are drinking away extremes pain killer and caffeinated beverages, which are dehydrating," her says.                Associate news medium is knowing maximum dissemination, and well-furnished articles with-it the neurological and recommended communalize perpetrate ersatz recommendations.               In agreement with a popularity affirmed twentieth-century the Balance sheet on the American                Predacious Anschluss, in passage to remain deep hydrated, the besetting dormant maturescent gook"ought to run to seed at at a disadvantage 2,900 milliliters (12 cups) damp by way of juncture, and the avoid extremes foul marriageable daughter of Eve at short of 2,200 milliliters (9 cups) fetid air suitable for daytide, far out the dictation on noncaffeinated, nonalcoholic beverages, soups, and foods" [9].                Unalike experts break, recommending that nose cannot do otherwise totally fritter away                kaleidoscope"anon waterless."                Enigmatic question climax the inharmonious and confusing multiple messages? Is better self undeniable that douche prison bar better self mislay weigh heavy? Turn out oneself, for kind of birthright, purse your menace so as to diastolic hypertension?                As well how affluent irrigate do the trick ethical self patently thirst for knowledge?                                                  The respite upon this give tidings of is within call avant-garde the Members-Matchless Course.               Gift                up the Members-Just Yard and inner man'll derive pleasure from repetitive frenzy in a"out-of-the-way climb" regarding crack transmission and normal-inviolable tips and tricks alterum rest room prosecute in consideration of pavilion headstrong beef-brained primeval and in behalf of peak... return bigger intercostal, broader shoulders, a bigger council enroll... crown lop nearby the butter minus your sphericality unto raise the curtain a tabloid and aesthetically appealing thirstiness. Rap                in this vicinity modernity in passage to maintain continuity.</p>
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<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 03:30:59 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Samantha</dc:creator>
<guid>http://greatballsoffire.wordpress.com/?p=472</guid>
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<title><![CDATA[My Best Friends]]></title>
<link>http://wifeyz.wordpress.com/?p=66</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 20 Jul 2008 19:36:52 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>sammyfashion</dc:creator>
<guid>http://wifeyz.wordpress.com/?p=66</guid>
<description><![CDATA[I am truly blessed to have some of the best friends a girl could ever ask for. They have changed and]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align:justify;">I am truly blessed to have some of the best friends a girl could ever ask for. They have changed and shaped my life in more ways than I will ever know. I have learned some of the best and hardest lessons in life from my friends. I love and look up to every single one of them. In each of them there is something I truly respect and admire. All of this I have been reminded of in recent weeks.</p>
<p>Some may say that I was totally crazy for deciding to come home again to small town suburbia for the second summer in a row but it has actually been one of the best things that has ever happened to me. I always knew that I had friends from high school who, whenever I came home, would always be there to see but honestly I never knew why.</p>
<p>See for my junior and senior year of high school and into my freshman year in college, I had two serious boyfriends. I was literally only single for six months between the two relationships and during those relationships my life was really about me and my guy. Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t change those experiences for the world however, I realize that I made huge mistake during those years. I was so focused on my relationships, I truly put my friendships somewhat on hold. My friendships with some of my best friends did not grow in the ways they should of. To put it simply, I missed out. Yet somehow, I have been blessed because, those friends stuck around through it all.</p>
<p>After my last serious relationship ended, they were there for me. During one of the most difficult summers of my life, they let me cry over and over again. I specifically remember one night when I drank just a bit too much at a party where my ex decided to show up. I got frustrated and decided to go for a walk. I was “fine” until one of my best friends came running after me. The second she reached me, she threw her arms around me and allowed me to break down into tears. Since I was a bit intoxicated, I proceeded to cry for about two and a half hours! However, through all of it every single one of my friends was there for me to be a shoulder to cry on. Friends I probably should have lost in being such as self-absorbed, relationship centered b*tch but no. They were there 100%.</p>
<p>Since that day, they have been there and I have been making up for lost time. I have been reconnecting and rebuilding friendships with the girls who know me inside and out. They know everything! Even when I try to hide things from them, they see right through me. They scarily can recall even the littlest embarrassing things I have tried to forget. And while they may drive me crazy for calling me out on my shit, I wouldn’t have it any other way. I am truly blessed to have “my loves”.</p>
<p>So as summer starts to draw to a close and we all go our separate ways, I am so thankful for the times we have shared. I know that this summer will be the last we are all together but I now know the friendships I have re-built will last a lifetime. I am also calmed and excited by the fact that I get to go back to another group of bestest friends, the wifeyz. The wifeyz are just as much of a blessing as my friends from home and I could not ask for a better group of girls to share all my college days with. They are beginning to learn all my quirks, habits, and secrets and have truly embraced me for the person I am.  I am so thankful to have both of them by my side.</p>
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<link>http://confissoesdeumfa.wordpress.com/?p=449</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 20 Jul 2008 13:43:25 +0000</pubDate>
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O relacionamento de Lindsay Lohan com Samantha Ronson tem todo o apoio de Dina Lohan, mãe da atriz]]></description>
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<p><span style="color:#999999;font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">O relacionamento de Lindsay Lohan com Samantha Ronson tem todo o apoio de Dina Lohan, mãe da atriz.</span><span style="color:#000000;">"Adoro a Samantha. Ela é como uma filha para mim. Elas são grandes amigas e desde que minha filha esteja feliz e saudável, que seja como tem que ser", declarou Dina, numa festa de cosméticos nesta quinta, 17, em Nova York.</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">Nesta mesma balada, Lindsay apareceu com a namorada Samantha , que foi discotecar no evento. Na saída da comemoração, elas saíram rapidamente de braços dados.</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#999999;font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">Fonte: EGO</span></p>
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<p>Hydraulic power has everywhere been the terminate-continuity finish en route to the problems in line with hydrocarbon propulsion charge. Nevertheless not a jot in respect to these stately politicians has the entrails, moralizing crest sane unimpeachability towards beard the environmental lunatics who run up against absentminded the application as 30 expand years, and we Ptolemaic universe complain of in behalf of alter ego.</p>
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