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		<title>This is why people have wedding planners</title>
		<link>http://melliferouspants.com/2009/05/13/this-is-why-people-have-wedding-planners/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 16:11:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Pants</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Holy wedding plans! Only 58 days and I have a to do list so long I should probably be running around like a crazy person, checking things off. (Instead I’m blogging. GO ME!) Our families have been really supportive and I’m grateful for that. Mike’s mom met my family for the first time on Mother’s [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Holy wedding plans! Only 58 days and I have a to do list so long I should probably be running around like a crazy person, checking things off. (Instead I’m blogging. GO ME!) Our families have been really supportive and I’m grateful for that.</p>
<p>Mike’s mom met my family for the first time on Mother’s Day. It was really great to introduce my future MIL to my family. I feel very lucky to have such an awesome and kind MIL&#8230;there is a definite friendship developing and I’m excited to be able to have an honest relationship with her, unlike so many of the horror stories you hear! Now for my family to meet Mike’s dad and step mom! <img src='http://melliferouspants.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>We’re currently experiencing (the too brief Utah) spring. My sister and I have started walking again. Last year we didn’t start on our health kick until August, so I’m sure we’ll be able to make a lot of progress since it’s only May. Which is great because I am eager to be healthier and more active. I don’t want to become teeny tiny or anything, I’d just like to tone up a bit. Right now we’re pushing my niece along in her BOB stroller but soon we’ll be carrying her in a child carrier backpack. NOTHING kicks your ass like hauling a two-year-old around a mountain on your back. I’m really excited! (And obviously sick &#8211; HA HA.)</p>
<p>My little niece (Bubbie) knew that I was pregnant; something I will not disclose so soon the next time. The last few times I’ve seen Bubbie she taps my belly while we’re playing and asks, “Is there still a baby in there?” My sister asked if it was hard having Bubbie pepper me with questions about the baby and honestly, I almost feel like it helps. She’s just two and she doesn’t ask from a mean place. Most people are afraid to ask or don’t want to bring it up for fear of upsetting me. Somehow, the honesty of a toddler helps me feel better (even though it’s still sad), because she acknowledges what was there.</p>
<p>I was really worked up about telling my niece there was no longer a baby in my tummy after the miscarriage but she handled it like such a pro. I was sitting at the kitchen table and my niece was showing me her new shoes. She exclaimed, “And! Today we can go shopping and buy shoes for your BABY!” When I told her there wasn’t a baby in my tummy anymore. She squeaked, “Ohhh.” and gave me a big hug.</p>
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		<title>Just another Manic Tuesday</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Sep 2008 21:38:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Pants</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[getting my learn on]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[hell is for single people]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[I've had better mornings]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[if anyone needs me I'll be drinking in my closet]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[I’ve lost that loving feeling]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[list]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[OH MY HORRORS]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[too bad I don't have mental health coverage]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[It’s a good thing this week is short because I don’t think I could handle five days like today. I would love to do something about my terribly misshapen haircut and disgusting roots but that requires money. BOO! I still don’t know how I’m going to buy my last text book. Burst into tears (thank [...]]]></description>
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<li class="MsoNormal">It’s a      good thing this week is short because I don’t think I could handle five      days like today.</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">I      would love to do something about my terribly misshapen haircut and      disgusting roots but that requires money. BOO!</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">I      still don’t know how I’m going to buy my last text book.</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">Burst      into tears (thank god, ALONE, in my car) just before work.</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">I am a      cotton headed ninny muggin.</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">I      could eat an entire box of feelings macaroni and cheese right now.      Good thing I’m broke so I can’t make that happen! Which is sad because I’m      pretty sure mac n’ cheese is all of two cents.</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">Saved      by a co-worker: I almost had to choose between a binder clip and two      plastic knives (as chopsticks) to eat my spinach salad for lunch.</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">Went for      a six hour hike with my dad on Saturday that covered a ridiculous amount of      elevation. He chose the hike, but I got really worried about halfway      through, when it was too late to do anything about climbing (and then      down) the dry rock creek bed.</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">One      drink after hiking for 6 hours will turn you crazy. Fun crazy, but crazy.</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">It’s a      good thing I don’t have internet access from my cell, otherwise I’d      probably have posted a personal ad to craigslist, penned by my vagina.</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">Chocolate      fountains are fun.</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">Finding      this <a title="MEOW FOR JESUS!" href="http://store.theonion.com/are-your-cats-old-enough-to-learn-about-jesus-p-193.html" target="_blank"><span style="color:#ff0000;">t-shirt</span></a> made my day. Not that I can buy it, but just knowing it’s      there makes my day. The Onion rules.</li>
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		<title>Lists, lists, LISTS!</title>
		<link>http://melliferouspants.com/2008/08/27/lists-lists-lists/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 20:35:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Pants</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It’s only the second week of school and I’m too freaking busy to write complete sentences or coherent paragraphs. Have some list! Last night on a hike we (sister, niece and I) had our first bear incident. We didn’t see it…but heard it growl from 30 feet away. Back in the parking lot we talked [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal">It’s only the second week of school and I’m too freaking busy to write complete sentences or coherent paragraphs. Have some list!</p>
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<li class="MsoNormal">Last      night on a hike we (sister, niece and I) had our first bear incident. We      didn’t see it…but heard it growl from 30 feet away. Back in the parking      lot we talked to some nice mountain bikers who saw a black bear close to      where we heard the growling. SCARY!<br />
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<li class="MsoNormal">When I      related the story to my mother she asked, “Nice mountain bikers? Like      give-them-your-phone-number nice?”<br />
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<li class="MsoNormal">I      slept like total shit last night.<br />
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<li class="MsoNormal">Today      I fell asleep while taking notes in class.<br />
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<li class="MsoNormal">I      scheduled a few night classes in hope of meeting adults. That hope has died.      If I want to meet adults in school I’m going to have to move to another      state.<br />
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<li class="MsoNormal">7:00am      class + night class = MY OWN PERSONAL HELL<br />
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<li class="MsoNormal">There      is a girl in one of my classes so young I could be her MOTHER.<br />
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<li class="MsoNormal">If the      teenage newlyweds (who just married 3 weeks ago) trace shapes on each      other’s back and tongue kiss at the end of class this week I’m going to      throw my text book at them.<br />
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<li class="MsoNormal">If you      don’t yet read Cake Wrecks, get your ass over there. It is <a href="http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"></a><span style="color:#ff0000;"><a href="http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">concentrated awesome</a></span>.<br />
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<li class="MsoNormal">I find      it irritating when I have to click through my reader to read a complete      blog post.<br />
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<li class="MsoNormal">Bummed      out that my trip to the bay area next month will be less than 72 hours. And      that one of my BFFs will be out of town. WAH.<br />
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<li class="MsoNormal">Sofa      king broke right now that I’m contemplating buying tampons at the dollar      store.*<br />
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<li class="MsoNormal">Ryan      Gosling and Rachel McAdams reunited? This makes me way happier than is      probably healthy.<br />
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<li class="MsoNormal">The      <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qqXi8WmQ_WM" target="_blank"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Show Me Your Genitals</span></a> video is one of the funniest things I have ever      heard. GENITALIA!<!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--><br />
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<p class="MsoNormal"><em>*Did I really just admit this to the internets?</em><span style="font-size:10pt;"> </span></p>
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		<title>Finals Are For Bitches</title>
		<link>http://melliferouspants.com/2008/04/27/finals-are-for-bitches/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 21:48:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Pants</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[queen of procrastination]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[One last fucking paper for my racist, no-example-giving, professor. UGH.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iuTGwrGpNBw/SBT05DFdDQI/AAAAAAAAASg/yJpOPxYRumU/s1600-h/ABC-3-3.jpg"><img style="display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;margin:0 auto 10px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iuTGwrGpNBw/SBT05DFdDQI/AAAAAAAAASg/yJpOPxYRumU/s400/ABC-3-3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>One last fucking paper for my racist, no-example-giving, professor. UGH.</p>
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		<title>Dang, Fetch, Oh My Heck, What the Holy Scrud?</title>
		<link>http://melliferouspants.com/2008/04/22/dang-fetch-oh-my-heck-what-the-holy-scrud/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 06:51:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Pants</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[crap]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[I miss sleeping]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[queen of procrastination]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[I just finished typing a rough draft of my “wonder” paper (whatever the fuck ever that is), stapled the prerequisite three copies together for tomorrow’s peering and realized I neglected to reference essays assigned by my racist, no-example-giving, professor. Thank god for Milli Vanilli!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I just finished typing a rough draft of my “wonder” paper (whatever the fuck ever that is), stapled the prerequisite three copies together for tomorrow’s peering and realized I neglected to reference essays assigned by my racist, no-example-giving, professor.</p>
<p>Thank god for Milli Vanilli!</p>
<p><a href="http://graphjam.com/2008/04/17/funny-graphs-items-in-which-blame-should-be-placed-according-to-milli-vanilli/"><img style="display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;margin:0 auto 10px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iuTGwrGpNBw/SA2MqzFdDOI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bytu33BJh68/s400/funny-graphs-milli-vanilli-blame.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a></p>
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		<title>Things I Need to Stop Thinking About and Just Fucking Be Productive Already</title>
		<link>http://melliferouspants.com/2008/03/09/things-i-need-to-stop-thinking-about-and-just-fucking-be-productive-already/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Mar 2008 21:37:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Pants</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[All About Pants]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[list]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[http://www.zefrank.com/flowers/ is of the devil. DEVIL! Bagels. Less than two weeks before Steph, Zanny and I are reunited! YAY! While talking to Zanny about visiting Steph last week I became distinctly hungry for macaroni and cheese. The creepy dude in the coffee shop who looks like he’s carrying a bomb in his attaché. Quesadillas. Is [...]]]></description>
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<li><a href="http://www.zefrank.com/flowers/">http://www.zefrank.com/flowers/</a> is of the devil. DEVIL!</li>
<li>Bagels.</li>
<li>Less than two weeks before Steph, Zanny and I are reunited! YAY!</li>
<li>While talking to Zanny about visiting Steph last week I became distinctly hungry for macaroni and cheese.</li>
<li>The creepy dude in the coffee shop who looks like he’s carrying a bomb in his attaché.</li>
<li>Quesadillas.</li>
<li>Is going to a movie with your friend’s boyfriend a date if she says it’s OK? </li>
<li>How I would spend Lotto winnings; especially stupid since I don’t live in a state with a fucking Lotto.</li>
<li>Angry with myself for missing <a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/classics/persepolis/">Persepolis</a> at the theater.</li>
<li>I miss squishing sand through my toes on the beach.</li>
<li>Asking my mom why she’s so abrasive toward her step-dad; whether or not she likes him, he’s the man that grandma chooses to love. How would she feel if her family decided to hate dad?</li>
<li>The many uses of Stadium pal.</li>
<li><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DAmbua43_wk">Tarako</a>.</li>
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		<title>Bringing My Purpose Into Clearer Focus? Not So Sure.</title>
		<link>http://melliferouspants.com/2008/03/05/bringing-my-purpose-into-clearer-focus-not-so-sure/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Mar 2008 15:22:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Pants</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I wanted to write about how we my mum celebrated my birthday this year by burning a flag, but I’ve been really busy cutting myself working on a dumb assignment annotated bibliography. So instead, I offer up a Deep Thought my friend Zanny sent me thirteen years ago. Holy crap, that makes me feel old.]]></description>
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<p>I wanted to write about how <strike>we</strike> my mum celebrated my birthday this year by burning a flag, but I’ve been really busy <strike>cutting myself</strike> working on a <strike>dumb assignment</strike> annotated bibliography. So instead, I offer up a Deep Thought my friend Zanny sent me thirteen years ago. Holy crap, that makes me feel old.</p>
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