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	<title>Comments on: The way things never were</title>
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	<description>You&#039;ll laugh you ass off. (I did.)</description>
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		<title>By: Cat</title>
		<link>http://pastaqueen.com/blog/2008/12/the-way-things-never-were/comment-page-1/#comment-19115</link>
		<dc:creator>Cat</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Dec 2008 19:38:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love how you write your blog entries with just the right mix of irony/wit/introspection...it&#039;s hard to use one word to describe it, but you&#039;re obviously someone who looks at the world and takes it all in, asking, what does it all mean.

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love how you write your blog entries with just the right mix of irony/wit/introspection&#8230;it&#8217;s hard to use one word to describe it, but you&#8217;re obviously someone who looks at the world and takes it all in, asking, what does it all mean.</p>
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		<title>By: Frederique</title>
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		<dc:creator>Frederique</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Dec 2008 11:24:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A few days ago, I was going through old photo albums myself, looking at photos of my family when I was little, before my dad died, seeing how happy we are and thinking to myself &quot;gosh, we have no idea what&#039;s coming just a few months after this&quot;. I&#039;ll admit it had me pretty bummed.

But now, having stumbled upon your blog, very fortuitously, I would like to think that the photos we took yesterday at Christmas dinner will be of the second variety you mention, those where the subjects have no idea that the best and most wonderful parts of their stories are just around the corner.

Thanks for this.

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A few days ago, I was going through old photo albums myself, looking at photos of my family when I was little, before my dad died, seeing how happy we are and thinking to myself &#8220;gosh, we have no idea what&#8217;s coming just a few months after this&#8221;. I&#8217;ll admit it had me pretty bummed.</p>
<p>But now, having stumbled upon your blog, very fortuitously, I would like to think that the photos we took yesterday at Christmas dinner will be of the second variety you mention, those where the subjects have no idea that the best and most wonderful parts of their stories are just around the corner.</p>
<p>Thanks for this.</p>
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		<title>By: RG</title>
		<link>http://pastaqueen.com/blog/2008/12/the-way-things-never-were/comment-page-1/#comment-19113</link>
		<dc:creator>RG</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 19:01:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yeah, I often see pictures and think &quot;I wonder what&#039;s really going on underneath&quot;.   Sometimes the seemingly happy family, really is.  Sometimes you can see the rifts, the body language in the pictures will reveal the problems.  The person who&#039;s poking their head on the side or hiding in the back.  A fake smile or a natural one.

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yeah, I often see pictures and think &#8220;I wonder what&#8217;s really going on underneath&#8221;.   Sometimes the seemingly happy family, really is.  Sometimes you can see the rifts, the body language in the pictures will reveal the problems.  The person who&#8217;s poking their head on the side or hiding in the back.  A fake smile or a natural one.</p>
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		<title>By: MB</title>
		<link>http://pastaqueen.com/blog/2008/12/the-way-things-never-were/comment-page-1/#comment-19112</link>
		<dc:creator>MB</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 14:39:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m a photographer so I take a ton of pictures but when the lens is pointing in my direction I tend to run away.

That is one of the bad things about being fat - there aren&#039;t many pictures to look back on and the ones I have make me cringe.

I&#039;m going to schedule a photo session for myself when I reach my goal in &#039;09.

Take lots of pictures and enjoy the memories you make.

Merry Merry!  Happy Happy!

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m a photographer so I take a ton of pictures but when the lens is pointing in my direction I tend to run away.</p>
<p>That is one of the bad things about being fat &#8211; there aren&#8217;t many pictures to look back on and the ones I have make me cringe.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m going to schedule a photo session for myself when I reach my goal in &#8216;09.</p>
<p>Take lots of pictures and enjoy the memories you make.</p>
<p>Merry Merry!  Happy Happy!</p>
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		<title>By: Karen</title>
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		<dc:creator>Karen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 13:02:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This post brought tears to my eyes.  How very true.  Life sure is a crazy and wonderful thing.  Merry Christmas to you!!

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This post brought tears to my eyes.  How very true.  Life sure is a crazy and wonderful thing.  Merry Christmas to you!!</p>
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		<title>By: Shelley</title>
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		<dc:creator>Shelley</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 09:33:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow.  Your post makes me want to pull out all of my old photo albums and look at them with new eyes.

Merry Christmas!

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow.  Your post makes me want to pull out all of my old photo albums and look at them with new eyes.</p>
<p>Merry Christmas!</p>
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		<title>By: roxie</title>
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		<dc:creator>roxie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 08:39:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>J,

Very nice entry.  I wish you peace for the holidays.

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>J,</p>
<p>Very nice entry.  I wish you peace for the holidays.</p>
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		<title>By: Lynn</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lynn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 07:47:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;ll never look at my photo albums the same. Very thought provoking. Thank you.

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ll never look at my photo albums the same. Very thought provoking. Thank you.</p>
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		<title>By: April</title>
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		<dc:creator>April</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 06:40:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think this is my favorite blog of yours ever. I love this. It is a bit melancholy, but there&#039;s so much truth in it. No fake Christmas cheer. Those blogs that cut to the truth, the ones that touch people&#039;s hearts with their truth, even if it hurts, those are always the best blogs.  You know, you could write another book with this! I bought your other one, of course. But never got to read it. Sad story that i won&#039;t bore you with! Hopefully I&#039;ll eventually get the book, it&#039;s been held hostage since August! I am a constant reader and fan! Hope your holidays are joyous. And keep writing! ~april

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think this is my favorite blog of yours ever. I love this. It is a bit melancholy, but there&#8217;s so much truth in it. No fake Christmas cheer. Those blogs that cut to the truth, the ones that touch people&#8217;s hearts with their truth, even if it hurts, those are always the best blogs.  You know, you could write another book with this! I bought your other one, of course. But never got to read it. Sad story that i won&#8217;t bore you with! Hopefully I&#8217;ll eventually get the book, it&#8217;s been held hostage since August! I am a constant reader and fan! Hope your holidays are joyous. And keep writing! ~april</p>
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		<title>By: 100 DAYS IN BED</title>
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		<dc:creator>100 DAYS IN BED</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 03:04:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Love this.  I look at Facebook photos from college and I marvel that we have no idea the pain and heart ache we&#039;re going to go through.  Sure, we all survived, but we might have held each other a little closer had we know.

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Love this.  I look at Facebook photos from college and I marvel that we have no idea the pain and heart ache we&#8217;re going to go through.  Sure, we all survived, but we might have held each other a little closer had we know.</p>
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