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9th judgment" /><category term="traverse city" /><category term="elizabeth noble" /><category term="Rory Gilmore" /><category term="book meme" /><title>The many thoughts of a reader</title><subtitle type="html">Readers are plentiful, thinkers are rare.
     Harriet Martineau</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.themanythoughtsofareader.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.themanythoughtsofareader.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074525941603563773/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>pinkflipflops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261949837343560602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="25" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQI6H32qSz8/SbPad_iQv4I/AAAAAAAAABw/qvA7s-Kx31M/S220/ages.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>652</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/TheManyThoughtsOfAReader" /><feedburner:info uri="themanythoughtsofareader" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UEQXk4fip7ImA9WhRUGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074525941603563773.post-6858496477661291576</id><published>2012-01-30T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T06:00:00.736-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-30T06:00:00.736-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="magic room" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crazy book tours" /><title>The Magic Room</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mY4o0BTXUWY/TyYK6gtrKcI/AAAAAAAABs0/Z_WBxaRZWDQ/s1600/11755917.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mY4o0BTXUWY/TyYK6gtrKcI/AAAAAAAABs0/Z_WBxaRZWDQ/s320/11755917.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jeffrey Zaslow has written a book capturing women and their families as they embark on buying a wedding dress / marriage at a small town shop, Beckers Bridal, in Fowler, MI.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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As soon as I saw this, I had to read it.&amp;nbsp; I went to Becker's to try on dresses for MY wedding.&amp;nbsp; While, I did not end up getting a dress there, I will say the shop is super cute and completely overwhelming with the amount of gowns!&amp;nbsp; I think I tried on 3 or 4 there and wasn't impressed and so we continued on to&amp;nbsp;a couple other shops before I found my dress.&lt;br /&gt;
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The book talks a lot about 'the one.'&amp;nbsp; I just never got that feeling, yet I completely adored my wedding dress.&amp;nbsp; I just never got the tears or breathlessness that others talk about.&amp;nbsp; I just though, hey it's what I was looking for, I look good in it.&amp;nbsp; Hmm, works for me!&amp;nbsp; But, I'm not a romantic.&amp;nbsp; I'm a realist.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"Couples are more successful in marriageif they see themselves as helpmates rather than soulmates. " pg. 20&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I really agree with the above.&amp;nbsp; So many people stay&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;single because they are searching for a 'soulmate' or someone who will knock them off their feet.&amp;nbsp; But marriage isn't always rosy and romantic.&amp;nbsp; It's work.&amp;nbsp; It's sharing the same ideals and goals.&amp;nbsp; It's supporting each other.&amp;nbsp; It's teamwork.&lt;br /&gt;
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The book jumped back and forth with telling the history behind Beckers, statistics about marriage / women/families, and individual brides.&amp;nbsp; The beginning started out kind of slow but by the middle I was engrossed.&lt;br /&gt;
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An Excerpt from the book's &lt;a href="http://magicroombook.com/excerpt/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;One hundred miles northwest of my home, in a tiny, rural town with one stoplight, I found a place where 100,000 daughters, along with their mothers and fathers, have found themselves reflecting on the word “love.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;It’s a place where, every day, parents can’t help but be enveloped by a swell of emotion as they think back to the love they felt when their daughters were little girls. They think ahead, too, contemplating the love needed to carry their daughters onward from here. These parents know the disappointments and betrayals associated with the word “love,” especially these days. They know the losses that define life. Still, most make their pilgrimage here with a sense of hope and optimism.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My favorite sections where when he talked about the individual brides and their journey to Beckers.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was a quick read and I would recommend it to those who've made the search for a wedding gown, those who've dreamed of it and those who like the history of a place and a thriving family business.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;I was given this book through Crazy Book Tours and all opinions are my own.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-6858496477661291576?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"She was unnerved by Dr. Swenson's repeated references to "our delivery" date and the letters from her dead friend that she found waiting in her bed at night."&amp;nbsp; pg. 293&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;1. What do you think of the ethics of infecting the men of the tribe with malaria for a coke?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I personally disagree with the practice.&amp;nbsp; If the Lakashi could communicate with the doctors and if they understood malaria and what could happen, then by all means if they volunteer, sure, but in the situation where they cannot effectively communicate all of this then I do not support it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Speaking of ethics, what do you think of how Dr. Swenson ran things in the Amazon? Was it like the Wild West every&amp;nbsp;man/woman for themselves or was she really reckless?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I think she was very reckless and that someone needed to pull in her reins.&amp;nbsp; I understand her viewpoint that nothing would get done and people would get in her way, but she was very unconventional and I think she needed someone to tell her no.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;3. Barbara Bovender, one of Annik’s caretakers/gatekeepers tells Marina, “She’s such a force of nature. . . . a woman completely fearless, someone who sees the world without limitations.” Is this a fair assessment of Annik? How would you describe her? How has the elderly doctor’s past shaped the person she is and the choices she has made?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I think she was stubborn, smart, full of herself and very narrow minded on her project.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;4. Should women of any age be able to have children? What are the benefits and the downsides? Why does this ability seem to work in the Lakashi culture? What impact does this research ultimately have on Marina? Whether you are a man or woman, would you want to have a child in your fifties or sixties? How far should modern science go to “improve” on nature?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I do NOT think a woman of any age should have a child.&amp;nbsp; It is not fair to the child when their 80 year old parent dies when they are 2.&amp;nbsp; In the Lakashi culture it worked because everyone took care of everyone and they were in the middle of the Amazon with NOTHING else to do. I would not want a small child in my 50s or 60s.&amp;nbsp; I do not want one in my 40s.&amp;nbsp; They are a lot of work and tiring.&amp;nbsp; It wouldn't be fair to the child.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;5. Would you travel into the unknown of the Amazon?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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That is one place I have no desire to visit.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;6. What is your opinion of the choices Marina made regarding Easter? What role did the boy play in the story? Do you think Marina will ever have the child—one like Easter—that she wants?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I think she was very limited in her situation seeing as how she had no way to communicate but I really don't see how she was going to get out of that situation any other way.&amp;nbsp; I feel bad for Easter.&amp;nbsp; Everyone he cared about him, abandoned him.&amp;nbsp; I thought it was hysterical she was trying to remember what he was wearing for a 'wanted poster.'&amp;nbsp; Delusional.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;7. How do you think the story ends for the main players? Marina? Dr. Swenson? Anders? Mr. Fox? Easter? The Lakashi?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I would like to think that Easter made his way back to Dr. Swenson and somehow made it to Minnesota to be with Dr. Eckman.&amp;nbsp; Marina, I picture her quitting Vogel and Mr. Fox and moving to a small town alone and taking up surgery/ob again.&amp;nbsp; Dr. Swenson, living until she was 90 and being a beeeyotch the whole time and getting the malaria vaccine marketed.&amp;nbsp; Anders adopting children from impoverish nations trying to make up for losing Easter.&amp;nbsp; Mr. Fox being old and stupid.&amp;nbsp; The Lakashi, I see them not even batting an eye when Dr. Swenson and her team leave and continuing to eat their tree bark.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;8. What did you think of the night Marina and Anders spent together?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I think in those situations you need someone to be close and comforted with and you aren't even thinking about who it is with.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What did you think? I was pleasantly surprised!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-2698339507637781305?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This past weekend I made these Baked Oatmeal Bars that I found on &lt;a href="http://www.katheats.com/?page_id=4681"&gt;Kath Eats Real Food.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-50sF47kVPtU/TyAH95WxJ9I/AAAAAAAABsM/rJCTcLLP5Io/s1600/baked+oatmeal+squares.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-50sF47kVPtU/TyAH95WxJ9I/AAAAAAAABsM/rJCTcLLP5Io/s320/baked+oatmeal+squares.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;( &lt;a href="http://www.katheats.com/?page_id=4681"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, mine did not look this good ha.&amp;nbsp; I used chocolate chips, a bit of brown sugar, flaxseed, chopped and chopped almonds for my concoction.&amp;nbsp; It is definitely very moist and muffin like, as the comments mention.&amp;nbsp; They were pretty darn good.&amp;nbsp; I even ate it in my mix of yogurt and fruit the other morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sunday, I made &lt;a href="http://www.sweettreatsmore.com/2011/10/oven-baked-frito-pie.html"&gt;Oven Baked Frito Pie&lt;/a&gt; for our football watching company.&amp;nbsp; This recipe came from &lt;a href="http://www.sweettreatsmore.com/"&gt;Sweet Treats and More.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.sweettreatsmore.com/"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt; }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, this was just okay.&amp;nbsp; I think I was expecting more creaminess or something.&amp;nbsp; I like stuff with a kick and while I did use diced tomatoes with green chilies, it just wasn't AMAAAZING to me.&amp;nbsp; It did reheat nicely for lunch the other day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At the beginning of football season, so waaaaay back in September I made a Baked Panzanella Caprese Salad from &lt;a href="http://iowagirleats.com/2011/09/08/what-im-all-about/"&gt;Iowa Girl Eats.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{ &lt;a href="http://iowagirleats.com/2011/09/08/what-im-all-about/"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt; }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OMG.&amp;nbsp; This was amazinggggg.&amp;nbsp; I cannot believe I haven't made it again since.&amp;nbsp; The mozzarella was soo good and the balsamic vinegar made it sooo sooo good.&amp;nbsp; I would eat it again for lunch any day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Also in September, my husband and I tried &lt;a href="http://www.roxanagreengirl.com/2011/01/pull-apart-cheesy-herb-bread.html"&gt;Pull Apart Cheesy Herb Bread.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; We were a big fail at it.&amp;nbsp; I don't know if it was us or the recipe, but it wasn't good and did not look good.&amp;nbsp; Big fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;One random Saturday night we also tried &lt;a href="http://www.howto-simplify.com/2010/10/homemade-mozzarella-sticks.html"&gt;Easy Mozzarella Sticks&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Yum&amp;nbsp; We used random old cheese sticks (god knows how long they'd been in the fridge!) and it was fantastic.&amp;nbsp; We even ended up doing fried pickles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9pmyFlJVIwU/TyAVNzEM8mI/AAAAAAAABsk/usRSjsAuWoE/s1600/mozz+sticks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9pmyFlJVIwU/TyAVNzEM8mI/AAAAAAAABsk/usRSjsAuWoE/s320/mozz+sticks.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{ &lt;a href="http://www.howto-simplify.com/2010/10/homemade-mozzarella-sticks.html"&gt;Source &lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On Friday night, we made &lt;a href="http://realmomkitchen.com/5301/taco-pizza/"&gt;Taco Pizza&lt;/a&gt;. It looked delicious, sounded delicious, and somehow, it didn't look as pretty or taste as scrumptious as I was expecting.&amp;nbsp; I think I would add jalapenos, more cheese, more tomatoes and maybe a little less beans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{&lt;a href="http://realmomkitchen.com/5301/taco-pizza/"&gt; Source&lt;/a&gt; }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm pretty sure that is all I've tried.&amp;nbsp; There are a few others that I can't wait to try.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you found any good recipes from Pinterest? Any fails?&lt;/strong&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-1976771655068667862?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I’m a veterinarian currently doing a residency and PhD in veterinary pathology. My days are highly variable and usually a lot longer than I would like them to be. I am also anxiously awaiting the birth of our twin girls and on the day that I wrote this, I was 27 weeks pregnant. I hope you enjoy a glimpse into my crazy life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Arial; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;5:00 am: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;This Christmas, I gave you my heart, the very next day, you gave it awa…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;snooze, Snooze, SNOOZE!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;5:30 am: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Let your heart be liiiiight, from now on our troubles will be out of sight…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;(Somehow setting my alarm clock to the Christmas station doesn’t make waking up any easier)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Yaaaaawwwn, time to get moving. Today is the first day of painting. Tim and I (mostly Tim) have been working really hard over the past couple of weeks to prepare the house for a major makeover. Over the next week, almost every room will get a fresh coat of paint and the crappy plastic-wood trim and doors will also get coated in pretty white. I am so excited! The painters will be here at 8 am and we have a bit of cleanup and last minute things to do before they arrive. I start stripping the bed and throwing laundry down the stairs while Tim packs up the dog kennels in our bedroom and moves them down into the family room.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;7:30 am: After taking care of the puppies, I get myself showered, dressed and off to work.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;8:00 am: At work, coffee in hand, ready to go! First stop of the day is an hour-long session of ophthopathology rounds. We get together with clinicians from the hospital and go through a few recent cases. They give us a clinical perspective; we give them a pathology perspective and answer any questions that may still linger. On the docket today: Eyeballs from 1 Chinese water dragon, 2 horses and a cat. Very informative.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;9:00 am: Surgical trimming.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am on biopsy service this week. The first part of biopsies is trimming. I go to the cutting room to get a peek at my caseload. …&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Fingers crossed for a light day…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Only one case today! Woot!!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I take the biopsy specimen and trim it with a razor, then submit it to the histology department for processing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I won’t get the slide back until tomorrow. Today, I’ll read the cases I trimmed in yesterday. Slides are ready by 10 am.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;9:15 am: Since trimming was so quick, I have some time to kill before my biopsies are ready for the day. I get my computer set up and read through my e-mails.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I met with the medial illustrator yesterday about a few manuscripts I am working on. He sent me some information about my image quality and I need to get a layout for the color plate that is going in the first manuscript.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I play around in PowerPoint for about an hour and I’m feeling good about what I have so far, so I send it off to him. It’s a hit! Now I need to get the actual images together so he can crop them in and actually make the figure. First things first though, my slides are ready and I need to get through biopsies.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;10:30 am: Reading biopsies. Just 3 cases to read, 7 slides total.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Since it’s the holiday, most clinicians aren’t seeing many patients this week.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s a nice bonus for me since my research really needs most of my time right now. I crank up the Christmas tunes and get to work. First case is a small mass on an American bulldog. It looked like it might be melanoma when I trimmed it in, so I am happy when I see on the slide that it is a benign vascular tumor (hemangioma).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Looks like they got it all, too.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Score 1 for the patients! Case 2 is equally positive. Breast cancer in a mixed breed dog. It looks benign and completely excised.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Score 2 for the patients! Let’s see if we can go 3 for 3 today.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;At this point, my back is killing me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Up and down in my office, sitting up looking through microscopes for several hours and 2 babies pushing my belly out way further than it was ever supposed to be have all taken their toll. My pace is slowing down.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Fortunately, I can hang out in my office for a bit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I fed her and we snuggled for a few before we made the motions of getting up.&amp;nbsp; I made coffee, they settled in to toys and books and then we traded.&amp;nbsp; I sipped coffee, and played with the zookeeper as my husband whipped up some tasty pancakes, little lady's first time trying them.&lt;br /&gt;
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We sat down to breakfast as a family, the little lady, devouring mushed up blueberries, some puffs, and bits of pancakes.&amp;nbsp; She was nothing like a lady, shoveling the food in my the handful.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes, I wonder if she thinks we will take the food away.&amp;nbsp; Then I get sad and think of other little kids who don't have food.&amp;nbsp; Not fair.&amp;nbsp; In between handfuls, I spoon fed her&amp;nbsp;a pear&amp;amp; raspberry combo which she adored.&lt;br /&gt;
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After eating, she dressed and I did dishes and folded laundry while she babbled and yelped in the living room at her dad.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then another nursing and cuddle session and I headed down to the treadmill.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I did 1.8&amp;nbsp; miles in about 30 minutes by doing the weightloss plan 1 on a whim.&amp;nbsp; There were a lot of inclines! &lt;br /&gt;
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Afterwards, I headed upstairs and the lady was sleeping so I hurried to shower and throw on lazy clothes.&amp;nbsp; Then I guzzled water, took some fenugreek and here I sit pumping and typing up the busy and fun Saturday morning we had together.&lt;br /&gt;
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Emily has asked me to describe a normal day in my life as a stay at home mom. Honestly, I feel like I am incredibly boring but hopefully someone will find my life to be slightly entertaining. I choose to share a Tuesday with you guys since that is our most eventful day. &lt;br /&gt;
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5am: My husbands alarm goes off, quickly followed by my 2 year old Drew creeping into our room asking for milk. He would happily be up for the day, but goes back down when I ask him too. Alynn, our 7 month old hears us and wakes up for her first bottle. I feed her while Naythan showers. &lt;br /&gt;
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6:45am: I sit down&amp;nbsp; with a cup of coffee to do school work. (Oh on top of being a stay at home mom, I am also a full time student.) &lt;br /&gt;
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8:15am: Both kids wake up for the day so there is a rush to change diapers and get food into little bellies. I put on Dinosaur Train for Drew while I make him food, then we all sit down at the table and I try to feed Alynn her bananas which is no easy task while trying to keep Drew from feeding is syrup covered waffles to the dog.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
9am: Everyone gets a bath and dressed than Drew gets to watch a short show of his choosing while I check out facebook and message boards. He normally chooses Thomas the Train and I can only take so much shunting, buffing and bunting before I feel like shooting anything that even thinks about huffing or puffing, &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
9:20am: I turn off the show, set Drew up with a craft and run around the house like a crazy person trying to clean up. Drew will come behind me and undo most of the cleaning I just did until I give in and let him play in the sink which results in the kitchen looking like Niagara falls just had a baby. At least now I don’t have to mop. Alynn is crawling around and playing until I start the vacuum then she screams in terror until I pick her up and put her in the Moby. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
10:35 am: the house is clean. I put Alynn down for a nap, set Drew on the potty, and we sit down to read a book. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
10:55 am: Our speech therapist shows up and we spend the next hour on the floor trying hard to coax words out of Drew. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
12pm: Alynn wakes up so I let her bang a spoon on her high chair while I make a salad for Naythan and I, mac and cheese for Drew. While I am busy in the kitchen, Drew is stripping off all his clothes and before I catch him he is peeing on the dog. I wrestle clothes back on him. Naythan comes home and we all eat together. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1pm: The kids and I sit down to read books or color since it is to cold to go outside these days. If it is nice we will head to the park to run off some energy for a while. Or we will go out the store. Something to get out of the house before I lose my mind! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
3:30pm: Naptime. Thank God. Both kids go down and I sit in a quiet house. Or I will catch up on my shows. Play around online, do homework, talk on the phone and unwind. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
4:30pm: I start prepping dinner. Skype with my baby sister or Talk to my best friend. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
4:50pm: Alynn wakes up and we play together. We love this time because I can focus on just her and she can roam the house without worrying about being ran over by her big brother. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
5:00pm: Drew is up and I start working on dinner while he plays with his sister and watches Dinosaur Train on Netflix. I love watching them play together. At least until he pushes her over which results in both kids crying. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
6:30pm: Naythan is home from the gym so we all eat together. Once again begging and pleading with Drew to eat something other than hotdogs and cheese. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
7:30pm: Start bedtime routines. Bath, books, bottle, bed. Alynn crawls around while Drew wrestles with his daddy. This is seriously my favorite time of the day. My heart melts every time I see them play together. All this time I am doing dishes and getting drawn into their games. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
8:15pm: Both kids are in bed. I head to the gym. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
9:35pm: Home from the gym to a quiet house. Naythan and I snuggle on the couch watching a NCIS. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
10:30pm: Do more homework, play online, or fall asleep on the couch. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
11 pm: I fall into bed, only to start it all over again in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I seriously love being able to stay home with my kiddos. They crack me up and I laugh all day long. I feel incredibly blessed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Thanks, Heather! Have you gone back to school while working?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-864966595557199569?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
So yeah, I like to use the treadmill.&amp;nbsp; I keep it 'new and fresh' by trying different work outs.&amp;nbsp; I run, I walk, I jog, I do a mix.&amp;nbsp; Right now I am loosely following through a&amp;nbsp;5 week to 5k plan I found in Shape Magazine from October? I think.&amp;nbsp; I am way behind my magazine reading&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anywhoo, I am preparing for a&amp;nbsp;29 day February Challenge of using my treadmill EVERY DAY.&amp;nbsp; Now, I know better than to run every day and walking can get a little boring so here is where I am asking for some help.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What are you favorite treadmill workouts? I use the preset ones, I find some from people's blogs but now that I am trying to put together a good mix of them before I start this in Feb.&amp;nbsp; I'd like some help from those of you out there who also don't like being bored on treadmills.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Here is one that I am going to do tonight, and I apologize if I stole this from your blog, I apparently didn't write where I got it from, but it was saved in a Word file I found this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Treadmill Workout – 40 minute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;0:00 – 4:59&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 5.0&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;5:00 – 9:59&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 5.5&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;10:00 – 12:00&amp;nbsp; 7.3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;12:00 – 14:00&amp;nbsp; 5.3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;14:00 – 16:00&amp;nbsp; 7.3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;16:00 – 18:00&amp;nbsp; 5.3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;18:00 – 20:00&amp;nbsp; 7.5&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;20:00 – 22:00&amp;nbsp; 5.5&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;22:00 – 26:00&amp;nbsp; 7.5&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;26:00 – 28:00&amp;nbsp; 5.5&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;28:00 – 29:00&amp;nbsp; 8.0&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;29:00 – 30:00&amp;nbsp; 5.0&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;30:00 – 40:00&amp;nbsp; 3.5 (5% incline)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Are you taking part in any physical challenges?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-6794628528792866210?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So to quickly recap, Marina is a doctor that works for Vogel, Anders is a doc that works for Vogel.&amp;nbsp; Anders gets sent to the Amazon, dies, and Marina is sent to the Amazon to track down Dr. Swenson.&amp;nbsp; Marina gets horrible nightmares and we end with her traveling down a river into the jungle.&lt;br /&gt;
1. Do you agree with Marina that naivete is key? That if we know how life is going to go we might never start the path we do take?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
2&amp;nbsp; Did you anticipate Marina losing her luggage when she put the phone in her suitcase?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Personally, as soon as she did that I knew that she was never going to see that phone again.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
3. How would you describe Marina Singh&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;I would say smart, but completely lacking in how to deal with people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
4. Would you call the relationship between Mr. Fox and Marina love? Do you think they have a future?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
5. “Marina was from Minnesota. No one ever believed that. At the point when she could have taken a job anywhere she came back because she loved it here. This landscape was the one she understood, all prairie and sky.” What does this description say about the character?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I personally feel like Marina should have gone back to Minnesota and told Mr. Fox to get himself to the Amazon if he freaking wanted answers!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Any thoughts, quotes, feelings&amp;nbsp;that stuck out?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Next discussion will be January 27th over the whole/rest of the book!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-1336428126698587407?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Here is what we have already read...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
State of Wonder&lt;br /&gt;
The Invisible Bridge&lt;br /&gt;
The Postmistress&lt;br /&gt;
The Scent of Rain and Lightning&lt;br /&gt;
Still Missing&lt;br /&gt;
The  Sandalwood Tree&lt;br /&gt;
Major Pettigrew's Last Stand&lt;br /&gt;
Something Borrowed&lt;br /&gt;
The  Blue Orchard&lt;br /&gt;
Sammy's Hill&lt;br /&gt;
In the Woods&lt;br /&gt;
Shanghai Girls &lt;br /&gt;
The Weight of  Water &lt;br /&gt;
Water for Elephants &lt;br /&gt;
The Color Purple &lt;br /&gt;
The One That I Want  &lt;br /&gt;
The Secret Garden &lt;br /&gt;
House Rules&lt;br /&gt;
American Wife &lt;br /&gt;
Firefly Lane  &lt;br /&gt;
Middlesex &lt;br /&gt;
The Reader&lt;br /&gt;
The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo &lt;br /&gt;
The  Awakening &lt;br /&gt;
Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice&lt;br /&gt;
I See You Everywhere&lt;br /&gt;
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Since February is so short, let's try to keep our suggestions under 300 pages.&amp;nbsp; Happy suggesting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-593693759266066648?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I get up waaay earlier than I deem necessary, play with, feed and nurture a 7&amp;nbsp;month old, get myself ready for work, her ready for daycare, try to get in a pumping session, go to work, come home, play with her, feed her, make dinner, feed myself and husband, bathe her, read with her, put her to bed, get ready for the next day, clean up the house, exercise, shower, pump, try to catch up with friends/reading and go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;
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That sounds super busy and it is.&amp;nbsp; I should have lots to talk about and share.&amp;nbsp; But when I get to the computer? My mind is mush.&amp;nbsp; My mind is mush as I write this and really don't know if I have a point besides, yeah, that's why I got nothing of importance lately.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yeah, I have choices in life on how to spend my day, but honestly? I haven't had a full night of sleep since May 24th, 2011 and that was in a hospital bed with a sleeping pill 41 weeks pregnant.&amp;nbsp; Yeah.&amp;nbsp; I'm not working with a full deck of cards here anymore.&amp;nbsp; We won't even talk about how many pots of coffee I've tried brewing with either no water, no grounds or without putting the water spout thingie in the right spot.&amp;nbsp; It's not cool.&amp;nbsp; And I'm not complaining, just stating, that I have no interesting thoughts, or I do,but can't remember to write them down!&lt;br /&gt;
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It irritates me.&amp;nbsp; I want to have thoughts of importance and say witty intelligent things.&amp;nbsp; I want discourse.&amp;nbsp;But dude? I can't even hold a train of thought anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-3191041967413746282?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Hi everyone! I’m Papps from &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://greekgirlie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Our Arduous Journey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. I decided to pick Tuesday, January 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; to write about since it was my first day back to work after a 3 month maternity leave. Part of me knew what to expect since it had only been 3 short months, but now add a baby to the mix and it’s a brand new ball game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;5:00am- The first alarm goes off. It’s dark out and the house is silent. I hit snooze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;5:05am- Second alarm goes off. Hit snooze again&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;5:10am- Third alarm goes off…. I finally roll over, look at the baby monitor to make sure she is still sleeping, then roll out of bed and drag myself into the shower&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;5:20-6:30am- Grab cup of coffee and get ready for work all the while tip-toeing so I don’t wake up Amelia. I play on the Internet for a bit while eating breakfast, then pour one last cup of coffee and I’m out the door for my half day at work&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;I should add I got myself a Christmas present. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;So I’m driving to work in my new car, loving having an automatic instead of a manual. I try to push back the thought of leaving my daughter for the first time, but it doesn’t work. The tears come pouring down. I know she’s in good hands since my husband is staying home with her, so that helps, but still hard.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;6:54am- I arrive to work.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As I’m walking up to the entrance, I run into 2 co-workers who greet me with excitement. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Man is it good to be back! I miss these people.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;7:00am I start to unpack my boxes and put my desk back together&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;7:02am- I run into my neighboring co-worker who proceeds to give me a big hug and we chit chat while working/unpacking. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;8:30-11am- Today is more of a free day to go through my 1000+ emails and get re-acquainted with my daily tasks. I also show off recent pictures of Amelia as I put them on my desk.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;11am-1:43pm- I get home and my husband has Amelia down for a nap. We chat about my day at work and how their day went. I make lunch and fold some laundry&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;1:43-3:30pm- Amelia wakes up from her nap, I’m there to greet her. I shower her with kisses, play with her on her mat and change her.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;3:30-4:22pm- Amelia and I head off to the store to grab food for the next week or so.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;4:30pm- We come home to a picked up house, I put away the groceries and play with Amelia a bit more before she goes back down for a nap at 5:30.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;6pm- We sit down for dinner and watch an episode of Walking Dead (yes, we’re one of those who occasionally sit in the living room and watch TV while eating)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;7pm- I do the dishes and get her bath stuff together while my husband plays with Amelia. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;7:30-8:30pm- &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Bath&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; time, bottle then bed for the wee one&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;9pm- One more episode of Walking Dead then off to shower!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;10:42pm- I finally lay my head back down and it’s lights out. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Thanks Emily for having me share a day in my life!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Thanks Papps! The first day back after baby is a rough one.&amp;nbsp; Do you eat dinner at the table or in the living room? We are starting to eat more at the table with Isla but typically, we eat out in the living room.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-6257538917686826121?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I think mothers enjoy making other mothers feel like crap.&amp;nbsp; I also feel like mothers feel they need to defend their decisions when&amp;nbsp; other people make them feel like crap. It's quite stupid.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm all for breastfeeding&amp;nbsp; Dude, it's freaking cheap! I will support you and cheerlead you and say whatever I have to say to help you through it.&amp;nbsp; But if you decide to use formula? Who cares.&amp;nbsp; I will say I will not advocate for the formula until you've decided to do it yourself.&amp;nbsp; Why? There are far too many others who will push the formula and say, "It's soo much easier.&amp;nbsp; It's okay, I did it!"&amp;nbsp; With the first statement, that is a matter of opinion.&amp;nbsp; With the second statement, just because you did it, doesn't mean it is WHAT the other person wants.&amp;nbsp; And also, helping someone else make the choice to use formula because you did it, and need someone else to use it to feel less guilty? Not cool.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, in the above pretend scenario, you will have others who will judge you for going to the formula.&amp;nbsp; They will say things like, "Well, you have to do what's best for you and &lt;em&gt;your family&lt;/em&gt;, "all the while, thinking, your poor kid.&amp;nbsp; But ya know what, it IS that persons decision to use formula, but when you make asinine statements like the one above, it just makes someone who already probably feels guilty or a failure WORSE.&amp;nbsp; I honestly think that line is one of the worst to be said.&amp;nbsp; Especially when followed by a smiley face.&amp;nbsp; (&lt;em&gt;As per yesterday's twitter convo, I hate when people say a statement and follow it up with a smiley.&amp;nbsp; I may have said it makes me think the person is a smug bastard.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Want to know another fun topic? Cloth diapers vs disposable.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cuz ya know, if you use disposables you are clogging up the landfills, exposing your kids tush to chemicals, lazy etc.&amp;nbsp; Really? &lt;br /&gt;
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How about you make your decisions and I make my decisions and Joe Schmoe makes his decisions&amp;nbsp;and you just say GO YOU, your kid is alive, you rock! And I will say, GO YOU, your kid is alive, you rock! And Joe will do the same!&amp;nbsp;And we can judge silently as opposed to using passive aggressive catch phrases? That way, people won't be afraid to help others and share their experiences.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not everyone is confident in their decision making but they made that choice.&amp;nbsp; Support it or ignore it. The kid is fed and alive, that is always the goal. I get so angry for others when they are silenced because of the fear of other people criticizing their choices and they really need to be talking and asking for help as opposed to silently wondering what the eff they should do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-6387986900768188201?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Day in the life: Sunday, December 18&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Hi readers! I'm Amber from &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.girlwiththeredhair.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl with the Red Hair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; posting for Emily's fun Day in the Life series. I did a &lt;a href="http://girlwiththeredhair.com/2011/10/a-day-in-my-life/"&gt;weekday day in the life&lt;/a&gt; on my own blog a couple of months ago so I decided to do a weekend day for Emily's blog! This chronicles Sunday, December 18 for me :)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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7:00 AM - dog wakes me up, I take her out to pee. I feel like a zombie since I was at a Christmas party until late the night before. &lt;br /&gt;
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7:10 AM - crawl back into bed and plan to sleep for another hour or so. &lt;br /&gt;
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9:47 AM - wake with a start, sun shining through my window. Crap! Slept way later than planned. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;
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10:00 AM - bring laundry up to my room, make coffee, stream Drop Dead Diva while I fold laundry and drink my coffee. Baked banana oatmeal is in the oven! &lt;br /&gt;
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11:00 AM - sit down to eat my oatmeal and drink some more coffee. Still streaming Drop Dead Diva. &lt;br /&gt;
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11:30 AM - time to start cleaning! I designated Sunday 'scrub the house top to bottom day' so I swept, vacuumed and mopped all the floors, pulled our couch and bed out and cleaned behind them, washed the walls, scrubbed the bathroom and vacuumed and cleaned the carpet on our stairs. This process took me just over 2 hours. &lt;br /&gt;
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1:45 PM - collapse on the couch in a heap of exhaustion from all the cleaning. &lt;br /&gt;
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2:15 PM - drag myself into the kitchen to make and eat a late lunch. Stream more Drop Dead Diva. &lt;br /&gt;
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2:45 PM - think about the 7-9 mile run I was planning to do that day. Continue streaming Drop Dead Diva and eat some fudge. &lt;br /&gt;
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3:20 PM - decide to get my butt in gear and take the pup for a hike since she's been cooped up in the house all day while I clean. Decide that a hike will suffice in place of a run.&lt;br /&gt;
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4:30 PM - return from the hike. Make a grocery list and head to the grocery store to get some supplies for the week. &lt;br /&gt;
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5:30 PM - pour myself a glass of wine and prepare to do some food prep for the week. Prepped teriyaki tofu for Monday night dinner, enchilada sauce for Tuesday night dinner, and made a double batch of dough balls to take home for the holidays (all from Mama Pea's cookbook).&lt;br /&gt;
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7:00 PM - sit down to eat dinner. Two poached eggs on an english muffin and a glass of orange juice. Read blogs while eating dinner. It's my first time opening Google Reader all weekend so I have a lot of reading to do! &lt;br /&gt;
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8:00 PM - park myself in front of the couch with a second glass of wine, a bowl of dough ball dough and start streaming Love Actually on netflix. Have to pause the movie several times to switch dough balls in and out of the oven. &lt;br /&gt;
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10:30 PM - movie ends! I wake up two sleeping pets who are right on top of me because it's time for bed! Take the dog out to pee then do my getting ready for bed routine (brush teeth, wash face, put on PJ's). &lt;br /&gt;
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10:45 PM - crawl into bed with plan to read for only 15 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;
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11:15 PM - crap! Lost track of time because my book (The Book of Negroes) was so good. Time to go to bed, 6:00 AM is going to come early. Lights out! &lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks for letting me share my day on your blog Emily!! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Thanks again, Amber! I really need to checkout that cookbook! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Christmas Eve day we spent with the in-laws eating a yummy brunch and Miss I even got to try sweet potatoes with the good stuff on them, brunch dish and cheesy potatoes.&amp;nbsp; She also ate her mum mums and some applesauce. ;)&amp;nbsp; After stuffing ourselves we opened presents where some gift highlights for me were an appetizer cookbook, sweater/shirt, books (Cutting Stone &amp;amp; Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet, Little House on the Prairie Set), food processor and new hair curlers.&amp;nbsp; Miss I got some clothes, books and a Little People Zoo set up.&lt;br /&gt;
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Christmas Eve night we went over to another relatives and hung out and ate some more food until Miss I was getting cranky so we brought her home to get ready for bed, had a photo shoot and then my husband and I opened presents that we got each other.&lt;br /&gt;
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Christmas Day my parents and brother came over and spoiled Miss I.&amp;nbsp; She got more toys, clothes and books.&amp;nbsp; My parents very generously bought my husband and me plane tickets to accompany them on spring break this year. ;)&amp;nbsp; I am very spoiled.&amp;nbsp; We ate brunch dish and cinnamon rolls and then after Miss I took a nap we headed into my aunts house where we ate MORE food and visited with relatives until after 7.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our house is a toy store and we have one happy little girl.&amp;nbsp; She was such a trooper with all of our plans and I couldn't have asked for a better 1st Christmas for my girl.&amp;nbsp; The only thing I would change? Get someone who could work our camera so we have a decent photo of the three of us!&lt;br /&gt;
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So here are the high-lights of my 2011 reading..&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Laura Lippman's Tess Monaghan Series&lt;/strong&gt; -&amp;nbsp;I flew through the first 10 books and I seriously have the 11th on my bookshelf but have been swamped with other reading commitments to finish it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am also a bad reader to the point, that I don't even know if the next one (is there going to be a next one?) is out yet.&amp;nbsp; Tess is a former journalist turned PI, and she is pretty entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Tess Gerritsen's Rizzoli &amp;amp; Isles Series&lt;/strong&gt; - I started in 2010 and then finished what was out through this summer.&amp;nbsp; I love them.&amp;nbsp; Basically, Rizzoli is a cop, Isles is an ME and Gerritsen writes some pretty grizly tales.&amp;nbsp; Also, now a tv show!&lt;br /&gt;
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Dreams of Joy -&amp;nbsp;Lisa See&lt;br /&gt;
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The Scent of Rain and Lightning - Nancy Pickard&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What was your favorite book read in 2011? How many books did you conquer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-3787466192338472620?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I had my reservations with many slow spots and a few too many descriptions (that's where they could have cut it down, Kelly!) but the story, was fabulous.&amp;nbsp; Wow.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you haven't read it; do it.&lt;br /&gt;
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When the General stood up for Andras.&amp;nbsp; That General is the guy I would want to be able to say I was if I had been in that situation.&amp;nbsp; What a HORRIBLE comment made by the Major.&amp;nbsp; Sickening.&amp;nbsp; I cannot understand feeling that a whole group/race of people is below you.&amp;nbsp; (&lt;em&gt;Unless of course they are U of M fans and then I get that&lt;/em&gt;.) Kidding...maybe.&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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I just don't understand how Klara would have felt it was safe or that no one would notice she came back? That just didn't seem believable to me at all.&amp;nbsp; Or how safe and secure they felt until it was too late.&amp;nbsp; How accepting they were of a lifetime of cruelties because they were Jewish.&amp;nbsp; I really must have lost the memo on why being Jewish is so bad.&amp;nbsp; (&lt;em&gt;Are they U of M fans???)&lt;/em&gt; Kidding again..&amp;nbsp; I would have been trying to hightail my tushy out of there, but then again I do understand all that garbage about family and what not, but I kind of think I would look at it as, a I NEED TO SAVE MYSELF moment cuz I am selfish like that.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;1. What details in the descriptions of Banhida (pp. 356–63, pp. 392–99), Turka (pp. 486–503), and the transport trains (pp. 558–66) most chillingly capture the cruelty perpetrated by the Nazis? In addition to physical abuse and deprivation, what are the psychological effects of the camps’ rules and the laws imposed on civilian populations?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;5. What did you know about Hungary’s role in World War II before reading &lt;em&gt;The Invisible Bridge&lt;/em&gt;? Did the book present information about the United States and its Allies that surprised you? Did it affect your views on Zionism and the Jewish emigration to Palestine?  Did it deepen your understanding of the causes and the course of the war?  What does the epilogue convey about the postwar period and the links among past, present, and future?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;6. “In the end, what astonished him the most was not the vastness of it all—that was impossible to take in, the hundreds of thousands dead from Hungary alone, and the millions from all over Europe—but the excruciating smallness, the pinpoint of which every life was balanced” (p. 558). Does &lt;em&gt;The Invisible Bridge&lt;/em&gt; succeed in capturing both the “vastness of it all” and the “excruciating smallness” of war and its impact on individual lives?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Once again, thank you for participating and making 2011 a lovely reading year!! Can't wait to see what we read in 2012!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-1955689269413004273?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Good news.. I've caught up on the book and should be finished by Friday ha.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hope nobody else had family share their germs with them this holiday season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-482467143856456061?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;I have a small confession. When I first agreed to write a guest post for Emily earlier this month, I had no doubt that I would be able to read this book and be ready to discuss the third section. Then the first week rolled by… and I didn’t get any reading done. Then the second week… and by the beginning of this week, I panicked a little. I didn’t want to not be able to follow through with this commitment! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;Luckily, classes ended last week and all I had to do this week was substitute teach two days. The students were watching a movie, so I had lots of time to read! I’m so glad I did, because I began to really get into the book!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;If it wasn’t for that commitment I don’t think I would have read this far in the book. The first part read a little slow for me, and typically when that happens I tend to put the book down and move on to something else. Halfway through The Invisible Bridge I found myself getting extremely attached to Andras and Klara, and their extraordinary relationship, as well as all of the other people in their lives, so I’m glad I didn’t give up on them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;I’m kind of wishing I hadn’t read the reviews of this book on Goodreads, because I’m constantly bracing myself for something that is going to make me cry. So far, I haven’t cried, but I have come close. I’m almost done with the third section and should start the fourth and final section today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;1. Despite the grim circumstances, Andras and Mendel produce satirical newspapers in the labor camps. What do the excerpts from The Snow Goose (p. 331), The Biting Fly (pp. 360–61), and The Crooked Rail (p. 437) show about the strategies that helped laborers preserve their humanity and their sanity? What other survival techniques do Andras and his fellow laborers develop?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;These newspapers they wrote and illustrated showed that despite the dire situation they were in, they could still find humor in everyday life and knew this was important for their own mental health. I think other survival techniques the laborers developed were writing letters home and looking forward to letters from home. I think after awhile they learned that they would need to keep quiet and work hard if they wanted to be left alone from the generals in charge. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;I think people like Klein were very intuitive and realistic about what is happening and what could happen while others around them were trying to be optimistic. I was really surprised during the part General Marton discharged Andras. I was really preparing myself for something bad to happen and was cringing before I needed to. I’m very happy to see that things turned out well for Andras and he was able to go home two weeks early. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;I think it would be very hard to be in Andras’ shoes and not feel this way, to not question your belief in God and his existence. I think his reaction is very human and should be expected. As for why I think terrible things happen, well, my explanation is pretty religious. I don’t tend to get very religious on the Internet, but it is my answer. There’s evil in the world simply because of the fall of Adam and Eve. It is very difficult to say what you would think or feel in a situation like this, it is very unfathomable and hard to comprehend. I would like to say that I would keep my faith, but I don’t know if that is true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;4. In Budapest, the Lévi and Hász families sustain themselves with small pleasures, daily tasks at home and, in the case of the men, working at the few jobs still available to Jews (pp. 352–55, pp. 366–77, pp. 405–10). Are they driven by practical or emotional needs, or both? Does the attempt to maintain ordinary life represent hope and courage, or a tragic failure to recognize the ever-encroaching danger? What impact do the deprivations and degradations imposed by the Germans have on the relationship between the families? Which characters are the least able or willing to accept the threats to their homeland and their culture?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;I think both families are trying to stay as optimistic as possible and enjoy the little they have left. I think in the back of their mind they know it is going to get a lot worse, but are unsure what to do about it – if anything at all! I think the attempt to maintain ordinary life is a natural defense mechanism and survival tactic. I think they knew that more danger was approaching, but how could they leave? I thought many times during these parts that if I were in their shoes, I would just leave! Go to America or somewhere far away from Europe – but, it’s not that simple. I think the depravations and degradations are absolutely driving an even wider wedge between two families that were already very different and split down the middle in terms of class and privilege. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;5. What are you thoughts from section three? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;During this section the book really began to pick up for me. I wanted to know what was going to happen to the Levi and Hasz families – as painful as that might be. I also began to really question my choice in reading another book about the Holocaust this year. I have read so many, and although I enjoy learning more about WWII, it is heavy and hard to read at times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you so much Amber! Next week we will&amp;nbsp;finish up on The Invisible Bridge. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our book for January is going to be State of Wonder by Ann Patchett and I do not have it in my posession yet, but will tell you that we are going to discuss the first half on January 13th and the second half/whole book on January 27th.&amp;nbsp; Will let you know more exact details when the book is in front of me! ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-3944913337958971171?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hi everyone! It's Nora, from &lt;a href="http://www.walkingwithnora.com/"&gt;Walking with Nora&lt;/a&gt; and today I'm going to take you through an atypical day of my life as a bonus mom: this past Saturday, aka our Christmas with Belle &amp;amp; Jolie. &lt;br /&gt;
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7:30am- Wake up to the sound of Jolie, the oldests, door opening and closing. Feet scampering down the hall. Toilet flushes. Feet scamper back. Door slams this time. This prompts Belle, the littlest, to wake up and open and close her door a few time, just for fun. I roll over and attempt to sleep for another 30 minutes... stayed up late wrapping presents with Knight and playing Santa. The extra sleep will do me wonders. &lt;br /&gt;
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8am- It's clear the kids are officially up now, but Knight and I take our time getting up. I look out the window to find a dusting of snow, lazily change out of my pjs into yoga pants and a sweatshirt, even though there isn't much difference between pjs and this outfit, it makes me feel better. Knight and I take turns in our en suite bathroom prepping for the Christmas unwrapping with the girls. &lt;br /&gt;
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8:30am- Venture out of our room, Jack (my dog) in town and within 20 seconds, both girls have their doors open and are chattering on about how they saw SNOW FALLING THIS MORNING! We choose this moment to tell them we had a special visitor last night- SANTA! In two seconds flat both girls are hovering around the tree, poking and prodding the presents, trying to find out which ones are theirs. &lt;br /&gt;
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9:15am- All presents are open. There is a mess of paper on the floor. In fact, we have been done with presents for about 15 minutes at this point. Belle and Jolie run back and forth in between their rooms and the tree to put their presents away, and leave others that they want to play with more immediately under the tree and lying around. Belle is already in one of her princess dresses that she received for the day. Jolie has donned her Minnie Mouse PJs. And then they realize they are hungry for breakfast. But they want baths first! You know, so they can put on "stylish" clothes for the day. &lt;br /&gt;
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10:30am-&amp;nbsp; Morning baths have been given and after a bit of a fuss, the girls are finally dressed. (Jolie is in that stage where she wants to pick out her own clothes yet she struggles with the concept of outfits, so she requires assistance, even though she doesn't like or want it. Which resulted in mini breakdown). It's amazing to us they have gone this long without food despite numerous offers to eat earlier; I suppose we have Santa to thank for this! &lt;br /&gt;
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10:45- A brunch of sorts for the girls: yogurt, meat, cheese &amp;amp; crackers (their favorite since they aren't big sandwich eaters), fruit and juice. And finally we are ready to head to Target to pick up goods to donate to the Food Pantry, a new tradition we are starting this year. &lt;br /&gt;
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11:45- Food pantry items purchased at Target, with the girls asking for some new toys (ah, to be a kid and think that every toy should belong to you!) and then off to the food pantry only to discover they are CLOSED today, so no donating. Knight drops me off on our main street so I can run into my new favorite boutique and pick up a few presents for Christmas, including one he can't see! &lt;br /&gt;
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12:30- Pit stop back at the house to drop off the presents, food pantry items, and let the girls have some quiet time to play with their toys while Knight catches up on ESPN, we grab a quick lunch and then watch some Man Vs. Food Nation, a show that I'm endlessly fascinated by. Before this, though, the girls snuck into the snow to get their boots and coats all wet and snowy. Then they make pretend snow angels in the house, on our wood floors. &lt;br /&gt;
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2pm- Quiet time is over, the girls have been snacked, biobreaked, cleaned up their rooms and now it's time to attempt to finsih my Christmas shopping for my family, with the entire family in tow. We weaved in and out of lines at various stores (North Face, JCPenney which is much nicer than I remember it being, Charming Charlies) with the girls being surprisingly awesome at helping pick out clothes for my Gram, and Jolie who spotted some great finds for my mom too (not clothes though).&lt;br /&gt;
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4pm- We had discussed going out to eat but it's a tad early for dinner and we aren't really in the position to hang out in this area until dinner so we fill up at the inexpensive ($3.03, a steal for this area!) and head to another part of town that we like for dinner. First stop, though? Driving through a local ski resort that has over one million Christmas lights across their grounds. We oohed and ahhed over every.single.light, listened to Christmas music and discussed how Santa delivered packages to us: Through the back patio door, clearly, since we (sadly) don't have&amp;nbsp; a fireplace. The girls watch "Flight Before Christmas" in the truck as we drive around. proclaiming it's their new favorite movie. &lt;br /&gt;
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5:30- Arrive at Chili's, Belle and Jolie's vote, for dinner. The inevitable "what should we have" discussion ensues. Several trips to the bathroom, lost crayons, several colored pictures (good thing I remembered the diaper bag), and nearly all of their drinks, dinner is served, and an hour plus later, it's time to leave. We survived with minimal spills, no tears, and kids who ate all their food. I deem this a success. &lt;br /&gt;
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6:30pm- Pass a sign that says "Live Nativity, Tonight!" and go in search of it. Discover an adorable church we didn't know existed, sit on hay bales, and enjoy the live nativity complete with sheep, goats, and a cow. (Love that the little boys who are there to watch over the sheep threaten to scare each other's sheep if they don't treat them properly. And when that doesn't work? They threaten to let them loose. It was hilarious.) Pet the animals when we are done, enjoy hot chocolate and cookies inside the church and decide to return on Sunday for the Children's Christmas Service. &lt;br /&gt;
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7:30pm- Home, after a veerrryyy long day. PJs. Teeth. Bed (for the girls). Outside and dinner (for Jack). No protests means the girls are pleasantly and thoroughly exhausted. Knight and I settle in to open Christmas cards and a package we received, put on sweats, watch Bad Teacher, write thank you notes and last minute Christmas cards and decide on bed at the early hour of 10:30pm. I got sucked into SNL and stayed up much later than anticipated. &lt;br /&gt;
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We had a blast this past Saturday on our first official Christmas together as a family and I think the girls did too. Hope you enjoyed a glimpse into one of my days as a Bonus Mom! It was fun to recap it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Holy crap! What a busy day!&amp;nbsp;Sounds like a great family day. Thanks for sharing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-3778857002095678419?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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What a friend Andras has in Polaner.&amp;nbsp; I hope that we all have that one friend out there that no matter what, stands by you, will take care of you when you are sick and just be there.&amp;nbsp; Also, Andras role as a go between with Paul and Elisabet shows a maturity that not many 22 year olds have these days.&amp;nbsp; I always think that people in their 20s in the 30s-40s were far 'older, wise and mature' than those in their 20s now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh, and I'm still not caught up but I am getting close! ;) Busy week with conferences, observations, meetings and life! Ahhh...&lt;br /&gt;
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1. &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;In what ways does Andras’s infatuation with Klara, as well as his hesitations  about pursuing her, follow an age-old romantic pattern?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. Do Klara’s revelations (pp. 214–34) change your opinion of her and the way she  has behaved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. In Budapest, the Lévi and Hász families sustain themselves with small pleasures,  daily tasks at home and, in the case of the men, working at the few jobs still  available to Jews. Are they driven by practical or emotional needs, or both? Does the attempt to  maintain ordinary life represent hope and courage, or a tragic failure to  recognize the ever-encroaching danger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. Is Andras's belief that “they wouldn’t deport me…Not for serving the ideals of  France” (p. 102), as well as the reactions of Professor Vago and Andras’s father  to the German invasion of Czechoslovakia (p. 266) naïve, or do they represent  widespread opinions and assumptions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;5. What are your thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And what would you like to read as a group in January?&amp;nbsp; You can leave your suggestions in the comments in this thread.&amp;nbsp; I will put up a poll Monday and you can vote through Thursday when I will announce the January read! Thanks for participating!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And look next week for a wonderful guest post by Amber, who shall give this book a far better discussion thread than I!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-1592106517841299019?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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