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	<title>What's a Nanna?</title>
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	<description>I don't know, darling - Nanna's still trying to figure that out herself</description>
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		<title>What I&#8217;ve Been Doing Instead of Blogging</title>
		<description>1) Working
2) Running around changing my name
3) Honeymooning

Just because my darling husband and I got married Saturday did not mean that the bosses did not expect me back at work on Monday. And Mondays suck - at any job there is. Tuesdays and Wednesdays are slightly better but nevertheless, it's ...</description>
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		<title>The Most Wonderful Weekend Ever</title>
		<description>





OK that last picture makes me laugh. I don't know what got into me and no - no - no, Britt. Put down the knife or whatever. I'm very obviously not pregnant.

But I am - I remain - funny as hell.

I had the flu on Thursday. I haven't had the ...</description>
		<link>http://whatsananna.wordpress.com/2008/06/23/the-most-wonderful-weekend-ever/</link>
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		<title>What&#8217;s Left</title>
		<description>About a week and a half ago I ran into Chris, who is the 29 year old Chief of Police in Parkersburg. I've known him since he was very young, as he was the best friend of my daughter's first serious boyfriend. He also, after he married, bought the little ...</description>
		<link>http://whatsananna.wordpress.com/2008/06/16/whats-left/</link>
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		<title>The Hardest Thing</title>
		<description>This is a very hard thing for me to write. One I've thought a lot about in the last three weeks. One I've talked about with my fiance and a little bit with Britt but not with anyone else.

Because you'll see me in a very unflattering light.

Like being in my ...</description>
		<link>http://whatsananna.wordpress.com/2008/06/13/the-hardest-thing/</link>
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		<title>Whaddya Know? Does This Make It A &#8220;Destination Wedding&#8221;?</title>
		<description>Ahhhhh. What little girl hasn't dreamed of a "destination wedding"? Somewhere ocean side or lakeside - sun setting dramatically on the water, blah blah blah.

Besides me, I mean. I think I was the only little girl who never once planned her wedding as a little kid. I was going to ...</description>
		<link>http://whatsananna.wordpress.com/2008/06/12/whaddya-know-does-this-make-it-a-destination-wedding/</link>
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		<title>The Antidote</title>
		<description>I've been going through something lately.

The tornado and its aftermath that I can't escape - the flooding two weeks later...

I don't know if it's given me a heightened sensitivity to tragedy and pain or what.

But I've just been bone crushingly...not sad. Just very very aware of all the pain and ...</description>
		<link>http://whatsananna.wordpress.com/2008/06/11/the-antidote/</link>
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		<title>Getting Back to &#8220;Normal&#8221;</title>
		<description>I must be getting back to some kind of normal - whatever "normal" is.

Because as I look out over my backyard at my neighbor's yard - a neighbor known for the most beautiful gardens, I find myself turning an unbecoming shade of green.

My friends, I have petunia envy.

Specifically, "wave petunias" ...</description>
		<link>http://whatsananna.wordpress.com/2008/06/09/getting-back-to-normal/</link>
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		<title>Some Things Are Just Too Big</title>
		<description>It would be nice, I suppose, to have a blog about low carb living or style things. Ha. Like I could do either. But when all I write about is the vagaries of my life, there are times when things are just too big to write about.

So I haven't. Written, ...</description>
		<link>http://whatsananna.wordpress.com/2008/06/06/some-things-are-just-too-big/</link>
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		<title>I&#8217;m Sorry</title>
		<description>...but I just don't know what to say.

The ability of word craftsmanship has completely left me, at least for the moment.

Honestly, no one can say it better than my daughter has.

I have never seen a more beautiful and precious face than hers - tear stained, exhausted, strained, her little chin ...</description>
		<link>http://whatsananna.wordpress.com/2008/06/02/im-sorry/</link>
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		<title>Nerves Are Frayed</title>
		<description>Yesterday was my day off of work. Which was amazing, actually, considering the number of co-workers who aren't coming in to work right now, having lost their homes. I expected to be called in. But I wasn't.

So I spent the day with The Man manning the First Aid Station in ...</description>
		<link>http://whatsananna.wordpress.com/2008/05/30/nerves-are-frayed/</link>
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