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When I'm faced with situations outside my control I tend to start looking for things I can do that I do have control over, like cutting off all my hair and dying it blonde (my hairdresser said she wants me to marinate on this for a week because she's not sure it's what I really want).



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But I woke up yesterday cramping really badly. I called my ob/gyn (he had given me his cell number to call him directly if I had any questions or concerns) and he said to go to the hospital and he would meet me there.



Me and Mr. XSLS go to the hospital and from there everything is a bit of blur, but I end up under anesthesia and in surgery and I come out not pregnant.



I lost my baby girl. Sigh.



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Then we decided to go ahead and transfer them. Neither of us thought it would work. It hadn't worked the other three times, why now?



Well, one of 'em decided to settle in for the duration! So, I'm knocked up!



We will parent together and he goes to appointments with me and stuff.



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I've seen and heard your heartbeat several times now and every time you show up on screen you squirm around like you're doing a little dance. Or you want us to leave you alone. Either way, you are definitely my child. LOL!



Your dad is excited, along with your Nana J, Nana B and PopPop. None of us thought this day would come so we're probably a little bit too much for you right now. It will calm down. Someday. Maybe not. You'll be OK though, nobody ever died from too much...&lt;br/&gt;
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Right now I am reading several back issues of The New Yorker and the latest Walter Mosley novel



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When I was a sophomore in college my uncle -- my mother's older brother -- was dating a girl who had just graduated from my university. We had the same name, too. It was odd going to family functions and looking at this chick. Mostly cause I wondered why in hell she was hanging out with my uncle. He's got some paper stacked...&lt;br/&gt;
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If you want me to do something, the best way to accomplish that goal is to write it down. Counting on me to remember the specifics of the ish you said is almost like you never told me. I wasn't listening. But, if it's written down, I can refer back to it and we're all good.



Plus, the beauty of writing it down means...&lt;br/&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SingLikeSassy/~4/AL2FJul2RqQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://singlikesassy.blogspot.com/2012/01/incommunicado.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Words Can't Describe...</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SingLikeSassy/~3/24NecmcnQwM/words-cant-describe.html</link><category>music</category><category>marriage</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (SingLikeSassy)</author><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2012 09:42:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3836978513929956910.post-5674145725205138170</guid><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-16T12:42:00.643-05:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/l1vyA3kO0jM/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>This song popped up in my iTunes rotation today for the first time in a loooooooooooooooong time.



&amp;nbsp; 





It was the first dance song at my wedding. I loved the lyrics and (obviously) loved Sarah Vaughan so it seemed perfect for us. 

Anyway, give it a listen and have a great day.



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My friend is struggling in his marriage. His wife woke up one day (from his perspective) and decided she didn't want to be married because she didn't love him any more. She was no longer attracted to him.



I listened and pushed him to go for counseling. I never let a negative word come out of my mouth about his wife.



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&amp;nbsp; 

 




And this one:



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It's going to be a great year. Love ya!



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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SingLikeSassy/~4/6VQdDqGZZOk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://singlikesassy.blogspot.com/2012/01/gooooood-morning-2012.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Living The Vows by @TiffanyNHouston</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SingLikeSassy/~3/hopK3BQAK30/living-vows-by-tiffanynhouston.html</link><category>relationships</category><category>marriage</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (SingLikeSassy)</author><pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2011 12:29:12 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3836978513929956910.post-5192816571040222135</guid><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-27T15:29:12.663-05:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>I got tired of writing about me. So I stopped.



But I still read my regular round of blogs and today I saw this post&amp;nbsp;and knew I had to get over here and share the good word: "Living The Vows."



It's a message very many of us need to hear and certainly one that resonates with me.



Hope the holidays were wonderful for all of you. Take care. -- SingLikeSassy



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My ex comes from a family of "things" people. They like stuff. Preferably expensive stuff with people's names on it. For them, spending a lot of money on something equals love.



I'm not into that. I want experiences. Or thoughtful gifts. For awhile there the mister had a hard time figuring out what to give me as gifts.



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I can't actually pick a favorite song from this cd as they are all so great, but here's one song I listen to more than the others:







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A&amp;nbsp;blog post in&amp;nbsp;The Washington Post&amp;nbsp;included this information:

"White has been frequently unemployed, according to news reports, and public records reveal financial difficulties that resulted in several eviction notices."

Thirteen years and my paper so messed up I am getting eviction notices?!!! DA HELL kinda side piece game was this chick playing?



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Anyway, I'm listening to this song from the movie right now and felt I&amp;nbsp;needed to share.



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I also bought Christmas gifts for my brother's daughter and got some of her stuff for half of what I was going to pay a month ago when I first picked...&lt;br/&gt;
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Well, on the last outing (we went to see Puss In Boots, hilarious movie) as I was driving her home, she asked me about taking something to Uncle SLS and I said, well, remember, me and Uncle SLS aren't married any more and I live in my house now so I...&lt;br/&gt;
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Today when I leave work, I am having dinner with CreoleinDC, someone I met via the Internet.&amp;nbsp;It's cool the connections you can make via the Internet.



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Today one of them called and said their marriage was over. Their spouse doesn't want to be married any more, says they were never in love with my friend.



What is that right there man?! WHAT IS THAT?



*kicks over chairs and smashes ish*



I wanted to cry, but rather than do that, I asked if they had tried counseling, then I urged...&lt;br/&gt;
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If you say you are doing to do something DO IT, NO EXCUSES!










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Say what now?



A big hell and no to that ish right there.



I live far away for a reason. It means I can keep all them folks -- and their craziness -- far far far away.&amp;nbsp;I ain't inviting them up here to get on my nerves!



She's gonna mess around and lose her unlimited access to me and my home talking all crazy.












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