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views on intimate family issues.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/IntimateFamily" /><feedburner:info uri="intimatefamily" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cAQ3ozfyp7ImA9Wx9aEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-5496483899643715350</id><published>2011-03-02T09:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T10:50:42.487-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-02T10:50:42.487-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="death" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Saying goodbye" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="New Year" /><title>Saying Goodbye</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5496483899643715350/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/saying-goodbye.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/5496483899643715350?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/5496483899643715350?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/rB4lHMgk_LQ/saying-goodbye.html" title="Saying Goodbye" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><content type="html">Well, sort of.I've had a hard time bringing myself in creating this post. There are so many factors that come into play regarding this topic that funneling them was more challenging than I expected.I'll start with desperately wanting to see 2010 flee from my existence. Unlike most individuals that dread the seasonal changes from warm summer months to brutal cold winters, I actually embrace the 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/oigWFXkuFMgBSP6eYEw3QCrOdKs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/oigWFXkuFMgBSP6eYEw3QCrOdKs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~4/RIYOTBp0wfo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-apologies.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMNSXg_cSp7ImA9WxFQFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-135280203833214688</id><published>2010-05-12T11:12:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T16:51:38.649-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-12T16:51:38.649-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Marriage" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Intimacy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Acceptance" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="laughter" /><title>Acceptance = FREEDOM</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/135280203833214688/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/acceptance-freedom.html#comment-form" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/135280203833214688?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/135280203833214688?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/TpFcUZ2Q33w/acceptance-freedom.html" title="Acceptance = FREEDOM" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>15</thr:total><content type="html">So I hope I had you all wondering about the follow up to the "Clarity" post I wrote recently. If you're just stopping by to this site, you might want to read Clarity, before going any further.Onto the story!A few nights after my trampoline escapade, my husband &amp;amp; I were sitting on the couch after a long day of yard work was put in. All the children were tucked nicely in their beds, sound asleep. I
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2adyiSzZxNo34xIofvcjL6YECaM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2adyiSzZxNo34xIofvcjL6YECaM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~4/TpFcUZ2Q33w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/acceptance-freedom.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08ERXY7fip7ImA9WxFQEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-7399824337895854237</id><published>2010-05-07T11:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T12:30:04.806-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-07T12:30:04.806-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Marriage" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="needs" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="emotion" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="communication" /><title>Needful Things</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7399824337895854237/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/needful-things.html#comment-form" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/7399824337895854237?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/7399824337895854237?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/e2Hc4HaHA30/needful-things.html" title="Needful Things" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>8</thr:total><content type="html">Last night was yet another difficult night for me because due to some unknown reason I've been having severe back pain while sleeping therefore, I get very little of it. So this morning getting up earlier than I usually do, I headed for the coffee pot that had just started brewing. My husband, always awake before me, lovingly makes the coffee so it's ready when I need it. This particular morning 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ddbQSnn89x3T-NNpbDytQm3udkQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ddbQSnn89x3T-NNpbDytQm3udkQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~4/e2Hc4HaHA30" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/needful-things.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkADSH8-cSp7ImA9WxFQEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-3554478208179036616</id><published>2010-05-04T18:49:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T09:06:19.159-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-05T09:06:19.159-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mother's Day" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="honor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="respect" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mom" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="children" /><title>An Ode to Mother's</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3554478208179036616/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/ode-to-mothers.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/3554478208179036616?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/3554478208179036616?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/xvPXPz1HP6k/ode-to-mothers.html" title="An Ode to Mother's" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Sadly I almost forgot that this weekend is Mother's Day. So instead of writing about the follow up to finding "Clarity" on the trampoline (and believe me,....do I have a whopper of a story to that one), I knew I had to write about the most endearing creature to walk the earth. MOMS.Now before I pay such tribute to moms , please know that there are many fathers out there who have had to take a 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/x2XTldE24g84NADIOdQooiZv35c/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/x2XTldE24g84NADIOdQooiZv35c/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~4/xvPXPz1HP6k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/ode-to-mothers.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UFQ3Y-eCp7ImA9WxFRFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-6280199428805538738</id><published>2010-04-26T14:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:20:12.850-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-30T15:20:12.850-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Simplicity" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Intimacy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="laughter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Clarity" /><title>Clarity</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6280199428805538738/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/clarity.html#comment-form" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/6280199428805538738?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/6280199428805538738?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/QdxZJp91kOc/clarity.html" title="Clarity" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>15</thr:total><content type="html">It's been a long time since I've been at peace with my blog. I am taking the time now, as I have to force myself these days from my daily whirlwind.To update you, I've taken on a new job. Certainly different from the prison nursing venue, but a desire I have had for some time. I am finally able to to act as a nurse for which I intended. To care, empathize, and coach people with needs that go well
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_QGsRl1-Ju7qsj76ReT2zVGJDyI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_QGsRl1-Ju7qsj76ReT2zVGJDyI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~4/QdxZJp91kOc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/clarity.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMDSXg_cCp7ImA9WxBWEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-1691149088589809290</id><published>2010-02-02T10:16:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:34:38.648-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-02T11:34:38.648-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Valentines Day ideas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="romance" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Valentines Day crafts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Valentines Day Kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="romanitc ideas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Valentines card" /><title>Valentine's Day Ideas</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1691149088589809290/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day-ideas.html#comment-form" title="14 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/1691149088589809290?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/1691149088589809290?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/v3a4nsRhTfE/valentines-day-ideas.html" title="Valentine's Day Ideas" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>14</thr:total><content type="html">Valentine's Day is FAST approaching &amp;amp; it's time to start thinking of ways to show your loved one's how much they mean to you! For some people this may be more of a hassle than a warm fuzzy event, but no fear,.... hopefully this weeks post will help generate the LOVE BUG inside of you!Let's address the love-challenged individuals first:Men OR women out there who have difficulty finding creative 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cxHXsEVYl6Z9o5a8YlYHFIyY798/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cxHXsEVYl6Z9o5a8YlYHFIyY798/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~4/v3a4nsRhTfE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day-ideas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4BQHwycCp7ImA9WxBXF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-7568279793474402669</id><published>2010-01-29T08:46:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T12:09:11.298-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-29T12:09:11.298-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sexual Predators" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stranger Danger" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Internet safety" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Predators" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="children" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sexting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kids" /><title>Predators VS Children</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7568279793474402669/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/predators-vs-children.html#comment-form" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/7568279793474402669?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/7568279793474402669?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/H7E6ScrX0TI/predators-vs-children.html" title="Predators VS Children" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total><content type="html">I've been sitting on this subject for a while now, but it's time to post it. I think because it's a difficult subject for any parent to deal with, and what parent wants to talk about predators to their children? Unfortunately it's a harsh reality how many predators share the same atmosphere with our kids. Although there is plenty of information for parents to educate themselves &amp;amp; their children, 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IR3-mCsKlueMYTJH0saePwv5iAM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IR3-mCsKlueMYTJH0saePwv5iAM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~4/H7E6ScrX0TI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/predators-vs-children.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQASXw-eSp7ImA9WxBXFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-2730617380590295493</id><published>2010-01-27T09:59:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T13:35:48.251-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-27T13:35:48.251-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="intimate abuse" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="psycological abuse" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="threats" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="child abuse" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="domestic abuse" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="elder abuse" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="intimidation" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="partner violence" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="isolation" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="power" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="control" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="physical abuse" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="emotional abuse" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="verbal abuse" /><title>Intimate Violence</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2730617380590295493/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/intimate-violence.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/2730617380590295493?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/2730617380590295493?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/4oDwI0PiH70/intimate-violence.html" title="Intimate Violence" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">I remember watching a commercial a few years ago, where a couple in an apartment hears pounding, yelling &amp;amp; crying between another couple in the apartment above them. They glance at each other in regret. Sadness fills their eyes, yet they do nothing. Such a powerful message. Unfortunately, violence &amp;amp; abusive relationships are a reality, and I think that it is an issue that needs to be acknowledged
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/t16JkHB1PfDw49Vl2tmpfWhmU7s/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/t16JkHB1PfDw49Vl2tmpfWhmU7s/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~4/4oDwI0PiH70" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/intimate-violence.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MESXo7fSp7ImA9WxBQFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-8302358113887990340</id><published>2010-01-05T09:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T14:56:48.405-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-15T14:56:48.405-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Resolutions" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Routine" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Positive Changes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Home" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="children" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lifestyle" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="New Year" /><title>Resolutions</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8302358113887990340/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/resolutions.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/8302358113887990340?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/8302358113887990340?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/kdN7WCdLSFM/resolutions.html" title="Resolutions" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">Ok people, how many of you have made a New Year's resolution in your life? Now let me ask, how many of those resolutions have you kept? I understand all to well the answers come as no surprise that we rarely stick to resolutions. So let's try a different approach this year. Instead of resolutions, how about committing to a change in your lifestyle as you now know it? Although it may sound to 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/R-XXwKBBkLvNpMBTwKtnsSt2JaM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/R-XXwKBBkLvNpMBTwKtnsSt2JaM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~4/kdN7WCdLSFM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/resolutions.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMNRHg7fyp7ImA9WxBREkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-7660350173037121941</id><published>2009-12-30T16:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T17:34:55.607-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-30T17:34:55.607-05:00</app:edited><title>Chapters</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7660350173037121941/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/chapters.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/7660350173037121941?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/7660350173037121941?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/3GgJRTRe4-k/chapters.html" title="Chapters" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><content type="html">People have told me that I should write a book about my life. I have fancied the idea on one or more occasions, but can't muster the courage to make an attempt.

I have found recently however, that my "life" truly parallels chapters of a brilliant novel. 

As I sit here in transition from Part I of my book to Part II, I reflect on the chapters of my recent past, caught up in the mystic yet 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cTXtQvAXROaoNuvPPGZg9YGJeFI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cTXtQvAXROaoNuvPPGZg9YGJeFI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~4/3GgJRTRe4-k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/chapters.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cEQnszcSp7ImA9WxBTGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-4952916301142654181</id><published>2009-12-14T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T09:30:03.589-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-14T09:30:03.589-05:00</app:edited><title>The Art of Caring</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4952916301142654181/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/art-of-caring.html#comment-form" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/4952916301142654181?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/4952916301142654181?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/UpSYJpFF1_k/art-of-caring.html" title="The Art of Caring" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total><content type="html">Oh how I've missed my readers!!!!!
For anyone who may not be aware, or questioned my blogging absence, my apologies. The past two months my family and I have made a significant move from New Mexico to Pennsylvania. As most of it ran smoothly, it has not been a less than hectic transition. I am forcing myself away from the unpacking &amp;amp; organizing to post what has been poking at my heart the past 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/j6ut4JEJhfvRrW9of-TjEnfn1aQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/j6ut4JEJhfvRrW9of-TjEnfn1aQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~4/ogAeV2dUlew" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-your-lymphs.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08BQ308eyp7ImA9WxNXGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-2418040366639048340</id><published>2009-10-06T00:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T00:04:12.373-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-06T00:04:12.373-04:00</app:edited><title>Sex IS Important!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2418040366639048340/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/sex-is-important.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/2418040366639048340?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/2418040366639048340?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/qBdEzO9Jo0I/sex-is-important.html" title="Sex IS Important!" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><content type="html">Sorry for the absence everyone. There have been some significant life changes happening to me and my family lately that will prove to be quite the adventure in the next few weeks ahead. But I'm back with what I think is an extremely important topic: SEX! 

So without further ado, let's get down to business!

Sex IS important! Let me repeat that. It is SO important, and before I go any further let
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/q29-_VP1SIbdRmYoep4qMkhD6Vc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/q29-_VP1SIbdRmYoep4qMkhD6Vc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~4/qBdEzO9Jo0I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/sex-is-important.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQBRnk-eyp7ImA9WxNQEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-3838779924128019691</id><published>2009-09-15T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:12:37.753-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-15T19:12:37.753-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="parents" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="children" /><title>Your Kid Is Bent!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3838779924128019691/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/your-kid-is-bent.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/3838779924128019691?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/3838779924128019691?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/qlTEjwV4DV4/your-kid-is-bent.html" title="Your Kid Is Bent!" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><content type="html">A few days ago my husband and I were talking about our 3 youngest children and how all of their personalities differ. We were able to pick out specific traits and characteristic the we hope forecast what they may be like as they grow into adulthood. In our quiet time together, we discuss how we can help mold our children into what we as parents would like them to be. A common topic I suppose 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KUlxpQfX6oErqEO6LzPMnSuau_w/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KUlxpQfX6oErqEO6LzPMnSuau_w/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~4/qlTEjwV4DV4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/your-kid-is-bent.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8FQXs8eSp7ImA9WxNREks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-8660727350572702450</id><published>2009-09-06T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T16:10:10.571-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-06T16:10:10.571-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="culture" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="grandchildren" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="diversity" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="legacy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="children" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="traditions" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fun Family Traditions" /><title>Fun Family Traditions</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8660727350572702450/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun-family-traditions.html#comment-form" title="10 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/8660727350572702450?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/8660727350572702450?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/-tnb6PB04P4/fun-family-traditions.html" title="Fun Family Traditions" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>10</thr:total><content type="html">With the holiday seasons quickly approaching, most of us become so caught up in the hustle &amp;amp; bustle of events that before you know it, they're all over leaving us wondering, "what just happened &amp;amp; did I do anything memorable with my family"?For years, I myself have been pondering starting a family tradition with my own children and I've only come up with one. I decided that on Mother's Day, I 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6jyDJNY80wK2pHybbMEfvFAQ3Yo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6jyDJNY80wK2pHybbMEfvFAQ3Yo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~4/EG_E97owLA8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-your-love-language.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cNRXw5cCp7ImA9WxNSEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-8692326997231395644</id><published>2009-08-24T14:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:24:54.228-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-24T17:24:54.228-04:00</app:edited><title>Treat The Cause!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8692326997231395644/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/treat-cause.html#comment-form" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/8692326997231395644?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/8692326997231395644?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/1k5D6afTlVw/treat-cause.html" title="Treat The Cause!" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total><content type="html">I recently left my job as a prison nurse, working with psychotic inmates. As interesting as my days were, I've been directed to seek other interests in my career. I do however, reflect on the experience I've gained working in a prison. Recently, I was thinking about a question I had asked the medical director on the psychiatric unit. "Are we just treating the symptoms of these people, or are we 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/P375UclBQ4QQodVkR22RzZ70Sok/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/P375UclBQ4QQodVkR22RzZ70Sok/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~4/1k5D6afTlVw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/treat-cause.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8CQ348cCp7ImA9WxNTFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-5157452582422393502</id><published>2009-08-18T10:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:54:22.078-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-18T11:54:22.078-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="school" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="children" /><title>Sing It With Me!....</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5157452582422393502/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/sing-it-with-me.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/5157452582422393502?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/5157452582422393502?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/XfrLFJCeP9s/sing-it-with-me.html" title="Sing It With Me!...." /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><content type="html">"It's the most wonderful time of the year"........I know, it's not Christmas time, but it IS, kids' going back to school time! Yes, I admit, I've been carrying that tune around for days. Yet as I sing it with joy, I feel a myriad of other emotions.Fear &amp;amp; excitement!"Fear &amp;amp; excitement", what a pair. Fear about the unknown, and excitement for what is to come.As adults, we have already experienced 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3U1kL_ct7ZOIYYoaIheePq2-xCM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3U1kL_ct7ZOIYYoaIheePq2-xCM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~4/XfrLFJCeP9s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/sing-it-with-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcESHk8fSp7ImA9WxJaGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-8711846485235512557</id><published>2009-08-10T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:06:49.775-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-10T13:06:49.775-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="needs" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="quiet time" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="individual" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title>The Importance Of "Me Time"</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8711846485235512557/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/importance-of-me-time.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/8711846485235512557?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/8711846485235512557?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/d-ST15bWFow/importance-of-me-time.html" title="The Importance Of &quot;Me Time&quot;" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><content type="html">Years ago, I had a good friend tell me that she and her husband gives each other "me time".  I was curious about that concept and had her explain in detail.  Basically, they gave each other one night a week that they could spend however they wanted.  It was a few hours they could get away from the pressure and responsibilities of everyday life.  My friend told me she would make herself leave the 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ABU-ytrbKsgQKLV4HcTRnuUkNc4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ABU-ytrbKsgQKLV4HcTRnuUkNc4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~4/d-ST15bWFow" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/importance-of-me-time.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkINRH0-cCp7ImA9WxJaE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-5085743266374390600</id><published>2009-08-02T18:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T16:16:35.358-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-03T16:16:35.358-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="harm" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="words" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="adults" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kindness" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="communication" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="children" /><title>Taming the Tongue</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5085743266374390600/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/taming-tongue.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/5085743266374390600?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/5085743266374390600?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/mFucm8fpKEI/taming-tongue.html" title="Taming the Tongue" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Not too long ago while teaching a 1st grade Sunday school class, I had given each of these 6 &amp;amp; 7 year olds a travel sized tube of toothpaste. "Are we going to learn how to keep our teeth clean", one student asked. "Oh no, we are going to learn something much more important", I stated. The first thing I had the children do was squeeze all the toothpaste out of the tube onto a paper plate. Squeals 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IRX2DeTcGGtuwDFCtXnrHNPhPkI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IRX2DeTcGGtuwDFCtXnrHNPhPkI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~4/mFucm8fpKEI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/taming-tongue.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMGQ388fCp7ImA9WxJbE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7987342243691407295.post-504073816872495022</id><published>2009-07-23T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T16:53:42.174-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-23T16:53:42.174-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sex" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Intimacy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="making love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="communication" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="orgasm" /><title>Is It Ever Ok To Fake An Orgasm?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/504073816872495022/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://intimatefamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-ever-ok-to-fake-orgasm.html#comment-form" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/504073816872495022?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7987342243691407295/posts/default/504073816872495022?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IntimateFamily/~3/nm5Czi6_chU/is-it-ever-ok-to-fake-orgasm.html" title="Is It Ever Ok To Fake An Orgasm?" /><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03561872384835769813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_24Po0NlNElM/SixD-DON8gI/AAAAAAAAALs/_5JwZAmjUZU/S220/Christmas+07.jpg" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total><content type="html">Unequivocally, the answer is NO!Now, let me first address that it is usually the women that fake their orgasms, for a multitude of reasons, but more and more men are doing it as well.Let me explain why this is such a problem. First of all, it's a lie. You are making your partner believe that they are pleasuring you in the most passionate, loving, intimate way. When faking a climax, your leading 
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