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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7ws1G7Kj6w/UcC5fzvX5oI/AAAAAAAAE5k/jvUkwWRoKwY/s1600/Aliz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7ws1G7Kj6w/UcC5fzvX5oI/AAAAAAAAE5k/jvUkwWRoKwY/s640/Aliz.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am spilling about my love life a little bit today, linking up with &lt;a href="http://alizadventures.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A. Liz Adventures&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2012/10/pledging-beta-chi-charlotte-bloggers.html"&gt;Charlotte blogger &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I met at&lt;a href="http://deewallaceadventures.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Dee's &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;baby shower last year. It's fun to link up with other bloggers (because I've been a bit MIA in the cybernets lately) and &amp;nbsp;it's fun to read about how other couples' romances work (because I'm nosy!). You can share about your own l-o-v-e or just read more love stories &lt;a href="http://alizadventures.blogspot.com/2013/06/spill-about-your-l-o-v-e-your-turn.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+ALizAdventures+%28A.+Liz+Adventures%29"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;In Baltimore Harbor during the early days of dating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;{1} Describe your dating life prior to finding your
husband/boyfriend/fiancé.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;During high school I had two boyfriends and the relationships
both lasted years, the second, more serious one, until after I graduated
college. It wasn’t until I moved to D.C. that I even ever casually dated, but I did for many years. Cue &lt;i&gt;Love is a Battlefield.&lt;/i&gt; After tiring of the Washington dating scene, I
decided to put up an online dating profile on match.com. I saw Dan’s profile
and reached out to him. I wrote about finding love online for &lt;i&gt;Gwen in Love&lt;/i&gt;, and
you can read our full story &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://gweninlove.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-story-i-do-declare.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Honeymooning in Morocco&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;{2} Describe your husband/boyfriend/fiancé in one word. How
would he describe me in one word?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SMART.&amp;nbsp; When you type
in an address to GPS, you can thank my husband when you arrive to your
destination. &amp;nbsp;Dan kind of invited GPS in
the way that Al Gore invited the internet…which is not at all. BUT, he &amp;nbsp;was part of a team that wrote the computer
code for the earliest GPS systems used by the U.S. military that led the way
for all of us to have GPS on our phones and in our cars. The odds that some of
his coding still connects satellites today is pretty high. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;His initial answer to a one-word description of me would
probably be “crazy” but then he’d be more thoughtful and say something about my
being kind-hearted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;{3} You had a really silly fight. Embarrassing silly. What
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There was this antique bench I bought once…when I was
jobless. We'd just moved in together and Dan was supporting me, even though we weren’t
even engaged. At the time he found the purchase (and my defense of it) a tad frivolous. Since then, Dan has come to appreciate the bench &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; accept that his opinion on home furnishings
will &lt;strike&gt;never &lt;/strike&gt;rarely matter much. I've learned to at least give major purchases a mention before shopping at stores with a no return policy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;{4} In three sentences (and only three!), describe where you both hope to be in 5-years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. I wish for success in our careers. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. I hope for a collection of some kids, some passport stamps, and some more antique furniture to fill a forever house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. I pray that that home, somewhere near or on
the Bay, will be filled for many, many years with healthy family and friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lunch at &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marbellaclub.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marbella Club&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; on our honeymoon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;{5} &amp;nbsp;Tell us something
about your husband/boyfriend/fiancé we wouldn't know from reading your blog.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Despite his contribution to the global positioning system,
he’s pretty terrible at directions. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Also, he's a very devoted dog dad. Living with bitches has made him such a softy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dan and Norma at a recent vet visit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;{6} What's one thing you never thought you'd do in front of
your husband/boyfriend/fiancé, but you did?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It rhymes with tart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Congratulations and Happy Shopping to Katie King! She's the lucky winner of a $50 gift card to shop &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/"&gt;Shabby Apple.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;And thanks so much to the fun team at Shabby Apple for offering up this summer treat!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;{Enter &lt;a href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2013/05/pack-your-summer-travel-bags-shabby.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to win a $50 gift card to shop Shabby Apple}&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This little muffin is moving in soon....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Olan Mills senior picture at 7 weeks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and she shall be called.....Norma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Norma at 6 weeks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And probably Norma Jean. Norma Sue. Abnorma, which will turn to Abby. &amp;nbsp;Her father has already dubbed her Babs, which stands for &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;aby &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;ppalachian &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;igfoot because...take a peak at those paws, which to me, make her a Biggers. When she's bad, Dan says she'll be Marilyn. We are nicknaming fools. &amp;nbsp;For now, she's just a little Norma. &amp;nbsp;Norma Biggers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Our first visit with Norma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dan + I made the trip to &lt;a href="http://www.mountaineerbassethounds.com/"&gt;West Virginia &lt;/a&gt;to meet her back in May. You can see from her senior picture (top) compared to the photos directly above how much she's grown in just three weeks. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;On Wednesday, she comes to live with us forever. It's been too quiet and a little lonely in a dog-less house since we lost &lt;a href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2013/05/saying-good-bye-to-chloe-diggers.html"&gt;Chloe&lt;/a&gt; back in March. I even miss dog smells. We're ready for things to be back to normal with our new Norma. She has some big paws to fill, but we think we've sniffed out a perfect little hound.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qcIc/~4/FDn4UqzX0io" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1584734915047526602/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6297520238959673868&amp;postID=1584734915047526602" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6297520238959673868/posts/default/1584734915047526602?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6297520238959673868/posts/default/1584734915047526602?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qcIc/~3/FDn4UqzX0io/our-new-norma.html" title="our new norma" /><author><name>I Do Declare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12344738047475189329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ioaiUEozQ/TEdKzPWAYVI/AAAAAAAACCo/yMsqc8EWrB0/S220/self1.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WiFtHWaLVb0/UakPKlKrOMI/AAAAAAAAE3k/YeperBw-jNo/s72-c/seniorpicnorma.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2013/06/our-new-norma.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AHQn0ycCp7ImA9WhFTEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297520238959673868.post-793734907063970447</id><published>2013-05-30T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-31T13:35:33.398-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-31T13:35:33.398-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Celebrities" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Being Southern" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Travel" /><title>listening to old alabama</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{Enter &lt;a href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2013/05/pack-your-summer-travel-bags-shabby.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to win $50 from Shabby Apple vintage boutique}&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have in the Washington, D.C., &amp;nbsp;area for nearly 12 years, but at my core I was &lt;i&gt;Born Country. &lt;/i&gt;Naturally, then, when the 1980s country band Alabama announced its reunion tour I would be going. I reached out to friends who I knew would be as&lt;i&gt; In A Hurry &lt;/i&gt;to buy tickets&amp;nbsp;as I was. I hopped a plane to &lt;i&gt;Take Me Down&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to Atlanta for the show at the Fox Theater with my friends Cassie, Whitney, Monty and Shannon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;With Monty and her hat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;As Cas + I were checking in to the &lt;a href="http://www.thegeorgianterrace.com/"&gt;Georgian Terrace &lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I looked left only to see Randy Owen, Alabama's lead singer. I should have asked for a picture. I should have told him how his simple, southern lyrics have played like a &lt;i&gt;Jukebox in My Mind &lt;/i&gt;since I was a child. I feel like he might have been amused to hear how in college we'd always turn up&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Tennessee River &lt;/i&gt;at tailgates, how once at a Capitol Hill house party an &lt;i&gt;Old Flame&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;was so impressed at my stellar clogging moves to &lt;i&gt;Mountain Music&lt;/i&gt; that he invited me home to meet his family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;or that my match.com headline read&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Dixieland Delight, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;probably my most favorite song of all time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I didn't, though. I was too cool.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The view from the&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Cheap Seats&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Later that night, long after he'd &lt;i&gt;opened up his case&lt;/i&gt;, we did see band member Jeff Cook at the hotel, and he couldn't have been nicer to all us silly fangirls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(and one guy: Whitney's husband, Jason, likes Alabama so much he asked to join our girls' group and well, &lt;i&gt;You Can't Keep a Good Man Dow&lt;/i&gt;n).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Jeff and &lt;i&gt;The Fans&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The concert was a great&amp;nbsp;excuse to build a girls' trip down in Dixie, and while I was there I got to see friends and family for whom Georgia is &lt;i&gt;Down Home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I stole a night in the 'burbs with my cousin, Kim. &amp;nbsp;My&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;high school friend, Melanie, met us for dinner before the show. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After our night in Atlanta a few of us made plans to &lt;i&gt;Roll On&lt;/i&gt; into a&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;High Cotton&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.chateauelan.com/"&gt;resort and spa&lt;/a&gt;. All of it made for a getaway that was &lt;i&gt;Close Enough to Perfect for Me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just in time for summer travel, &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/"&gt;Shabby Appl&lt;/a&gt;e is offering one I Do Declare reader a $50 gift card to shop its&amp;nbsp;online vintage boutique. Let's get to packing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Long Weekend with Girlfriends:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Right now, I'm on a long weekend with a mix of friends from high school, college and D.C. &amp;nbsp;We'll be seeing a concert, touring a winery, relaxing at a day spa and dining at our resort. I will regret not putting this &lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/p-1981-lemon-drop-skirt.aspx"&gt;Lemon Drop skirt&lt;/a&gt; in my suitcase. With flats by day it's perfect for shopping or lunch. At night, it's easily glammed up with jewelry, heels and a clutch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fourth of July at the Beach:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I spend most Independence Days in Virginia Beach. No matter where you are on the 4th of July you'll be the star in this striped &lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/p-2049-catalina.aspx?promo=true"&gt;Catalina one-piece. &lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's made in the U.S.A, so&amp;nbsp;Lee Greenwood approves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;How nice of you to plan your&amp;nbsp;vacation around your friend's special day. The fact that cake comes with sand and sun can hardly be beat! One of my all-time favorite destination weddings was to &lt;a href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/seaside-i-dos-megan-eric.html"&gt;Maine&lt;/a&gt; to see our friends Megan + Eric say I Do. In this pretty &lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/p-2129-tie-the-knot.aspx"&gt;Tie the Knot frock &lt;/a&gt;you'll stop just short of upstaging the bride.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In 2012, I remember ringing in the new year at home on the couch, &amp;nbsp;so content with a hound in my lap and a husband by my side. &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;If we're here next year, just the three of us, I'll be happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I got to revisit that moment 12 months later, but I knew better than to make the same wish this year at midnight. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;At 10 1/2, Chloe had quickly started to show the signs of age.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Weeks later, a knot behind her left ear that the vet had been watching, hoping medicine would treat, seemed to double in size overnight. It was cancer, and the vet told us she couldn't survive surgery. One Saturday morning in March after a long night of hacking, resting only if I kept a hand on her chest, Chloe couldn't hold down her breakfast. We took her back to the doctor, but we didn't bring her home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dan became Chloe's dad when she was just weeks old. She saw him through some lonely bachelor years, pooping on the floor in front of girl after girl he had hoped to date until I came along when she was 5. Dan joked to me that Chloe would be the deciding factor in the future of our courtship, that she could count on one paw the people she liked. If I met her approval, I could stay around. Quickly I learned her affection could be bought with doggy ice cream. Less than a year later she would run in circles and howl when Dan would ask her, "Where's your mom?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She liked me a lot. She loved puppy pops.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The night Dan got down on one knee to propose to me Chloe was behind him, her short front legs (leg-arms, as we called them) reaching up his back for his shoulders. &amp;nbsp;Together, they asked if I would stay around forever. It is my most favorite memory of the hundreds I've revisited since we stroked and sang our dog into her last nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In the final weeks, when I could no longer pretend Chloe wasn't slipping, my prayer was always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Let her know no pain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She was very uncomfortable on that last day, it was clear, but for the most part I believe she hurt very little. &amp;nbsp;She had stopped asking for belly rubs. She had stopped snuggling with us on the couch. &amp;nbsp;She had shared all the love and bad breath she had to give, and our hearts are softer and fuller for it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;As much as true dog people can, we adored our dainty, lazy, soft, smelly, loyal, stubborn, warm, spoiled, speckled and perfect &lt;a href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/real-girl.html"&gt;real girl&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;We miss her every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She'd been watching TV coverage of&lt;a href="http://fedscoop.com/by-the-numbers-prince-harrys-capitol-hill-visit/"&gt; Prince Harry's Washington, D.C., visit &lt;/a&gt;and thought she saw me in the background, stalking the royal uncle-in-waiting as he roamed the halls of Congress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"I know that's something Patra from 8 years ago would do," she said, "was it you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Secret_Intelligence_Service"&gt;MI6 &amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;has a file on me I wouldn't be surprised. I tend to&lt;a href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/good-morning-america-at-our-wedding.html"&gt; make the paper(s) &lt;/a&gt;when the Brothers Wales dominate American headlines. I can't deny it's odd behavior for a lady of my age, but i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;f the ginger prince came to your office wouldn't you try to catch a glimpse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;With just a little shame I admitted to my friend that it was likely me, as the photos seen on the front page of UK Daily Mail (and also on CNN, HuffPo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;WaPo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;, Gawker,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;USA Today and People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;) would confirm. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In defense of all us curious anglophiles, I will tell you that the welcome we gave Harry was indeed hospitable but hardly the Beatles-crazed mania you read it was. &amp;nbsp;UK Daily (one of my favorite reads; I was highly amused to make its print) reported that police escorted us all back to our desks. That didn't happen (but should security have tried, I was ready to test the Reese Witherspoon I Am An American Citizen defense). Though mocked globally, our curiosities obstructed no one's justice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Likewise, he wasn't listening when I suggested we go for a smaller pine, but...10+ feet of Frazier Fir later....&lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt; of us is smiling like a kid at Christmas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Actually, I'm glad Dan told me to elf off with my bah-hum-bug. For anyone else feeling a tad Grinchey, I will confess that at least putting yourself in the midst of things merry does, in fact, help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It helps, too, when your friends organize a tree cutting tailgate straight from the Clark W. Griswald &amp;nbsp;(juuuuuunior!) playbook. &amp;nbsp;That's what I'm writing about today over at my Fedscoop &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://fedscoop.com/category/topics/lifestyle/social-studies/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Social Studies &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;column, and you can read about it &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://fedscoop.com/memories-are-at-the-root-of-a-maryland-family-tree-cutting/"&gt;here. &lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today over at Fedscoop I'm writing about 3 gifts that offer your favorite party planners a unique thank you this season. You can read that post &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fedscoop.com/thank-your-holiday-host-with-one-of-these-three-unique-gifts/" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What's the best hostess gift you've ever received? What's your favorite go-to gift to take when you're a guest?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qcIc/~4/gCXpHW4-pcE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8434930008191227538/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6297520238959673868&amp;postID=8434930008191227538" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6297520238959673868/posts/default/8434930008191227538?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6297520238959673868/posts/default/8434930008191227538?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qcIc/~3/gCXpHW4-pcE/holiday-hostess-gifts.html" title="holiday hostess gifts" /><author><name>I Do Declare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12344738047475189329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ioaiUEozQ/TEdKzPWAYVI/AAAAAAAACCo/yMsqc8EWrB0/S220/self1.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Fk-KzlIBLY/UMD6BoXtxgI/AAAAAAAAExs/pfr_F8wIJGo/s72-c/holidaymovie.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2012/12/holiday-hostess-gifts.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4EQH0-fip7ImA9WhNXFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297520238959673868.post-1268368330565695522</id><published>2012-12-04T09:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-04T09:21:41.356-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-04T09:21:41.356-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Celebrities" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pop Culture" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Babies" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Give-Aways" /><title>jenni for the {royal} win</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If you've been reading I Do Declare for a while you may recall I had a little&lt;a href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/sooner-or-later-royal-bet.html"&gt; &lt;b&gt;royal wager with my friend Jenni &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on when Kate + William might become Mom + Dad. I was sure it would be within a year of their royal nupts. Jenni knew better; she said &lt;i&gt;later &lt;/i&gt;rather than sooner. On the line with this bet was a pricey bottle of bubbly. I paid up back in the summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We should have saved the Veuve for yesterday's &amp;nbsp;big announcement. &amp;nbsp;Instead, in the spirit of Catherine's pending reign into the mommyhood, I'll announce the winner of my &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2012/11/the-mommyhood-book-review-giveaway.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Secrets of The Mommyhood&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;give-away. It's Jessica Mesnick, whose fave TV mom is....Miranda from &lt;i&gt;Sex and the City. &lt;/i&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qcIc/~4/fvxYJ4CPR6k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1268368330565695522/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6297520238959673868&amp;postID=1268368330565695522" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6297520238959673868/posts/default/1268368330565695522?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6297520238959673868/posts/default/1268368330565695522?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qcIc/~3/fvxYJ4CPR6k/jenni-for-royal-win.html" title="jenni for the {royal} win" /><author><name>I Do Declare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12344738047475189329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ioaiUEozQ/TEdKzPWAYVI/AAAAAAAACCo/yMsqc8EWrB0/S220/self1.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVakMe871TU/UL4F_eDCtlI/AAAAAAAAExE/XLR34FOUNlc/s72-c/royalbubbles.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2012/12/jenni-for-royal-win.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8ERH4zcCp7ImA9WhNQE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297520238959673868.post-6843865265738039687</id><published>2012-11-19T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-11-19T06:00:05.088-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-11-19T06:00:05.088-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stationery" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Give-Aways" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fun Finds" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Holidays" /><title>a free treat!</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Christmas&lt;a href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/cheeky-christmas-greeting.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt; card I sent out last year&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/a&gt;was a little cheeky, and I was worried that certain people (think Grandma) on my list wouldn't quite understand it. If only I'd known then about&lt;a href="http://www.treat.com/?cid=SEM-TR-Google-Brand&amp;amp;crid=17773671180&amp;amp;campaignidinkenshoo=21599&amp;amp;adgroupidinkenshoo=2608804&amp;amp;kw=treat&amp;amp;mType=e&amp;amp;networkType=search&amp;amp;gclid=CKO4z-D02bMCFUQw4Aod0l4ADw&amp;amp;mpch=ads&amp;amp;utm_expid=53447795-0"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Treat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;,&lt;/b&gt; Shutterfly's new custom greeting card site, I could have whipped up something personal and special.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Treat is perfect this Christmas if you don't have the budget to bulk order a ton of photo cards, but still want to send your nearest and dearest a greeting. Or, if you want be sensitive to certain friends on your card list, a Treat card would be special alternative. Maybe your friend who is in the middle of a divorce shouldn't get your card with your wedding photo displayed. Instead, create something personal and festive just for her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Not just for holidays, Treat will come in especially handy when you're searching for a birthday card or a &amp;nbsp;note of congratulations for friends and family that require a little something more than a grocery store greeting card. As a super card nerd, I'm pretty excited about this new site where you can make and send one-a-kind cards without even having to lick a stamp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To celebrate the launch of Treat, I Do Declare readers will receive a FREE card today (11.19) and tomorrow (11.20). Create and send a greeting to someone you're thankful for this week...just because you can. (enter the code TREATBLOGR at checkout)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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**enter &lt;a href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2012/11/the-mommyhood-book-review-giveaway.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to win a signed copy of &lt;i&gt;Secrets of the Mommyhood**&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have long joked that Capitol Hill (or as I often call it, D.C.H.S) &amp;nbsp;is like a big high school. The hierarchy of staff parallel class ranks. There are rivalries. And oh, the gossip you'll hear in the cafeterias! That makes election night not unlike, say, homecoming as every one awaits the big announcement revealing who takes the crown. On election night in Washington there are celebrations all over the city - big, small, partisan and&lt;i&gt; just &lt;/i&gt;party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The party I went to last night (which you can read about over at &lt;a href="http://fedscoop.com/election-night-party-serves-up-stocked-bars-and-instant-information/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fedscoop!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) was held in my favorite museum. I loved looking out the windows to see the Capitol and the monuments while watching election results. &amp;nbsp;D.C.H.S Pride, indeed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qcIc/~4/6OHDwCYUUYI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/feeds/824833529573171157/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6297520238959673868&amp;postID=824833529573171157" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6297520238959673868/posts/default/824833529573171157?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6297520238959673868/posts/default/824833529573171157?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qcIc/~3/6OHDwCYUUYI/election-night-in-washington-dc.html" title="election night in washington, dc" /><author><name>I Do Declare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12344738047475189329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ioaiUEozQ/TEdKzPWAYVI/AAAAAAAACCo/yMsqc8EWrB0/S220/self1.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rBmAVSfRO1o/UJqxtOh0mVI/AAAAAAAAEvs/bmzMVAG63yo/s72-c/elecnightPN.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2012/11/election-night-in-washington-dc.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUINR304eSp7ImA9WhNREk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297520238959673868.post-7044057908451729977</id><published>2012-11-06T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-11-06T07:06:36.331-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-11-06T07:06:36.331-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Celebrities" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chloe" /><title>caught RED-handed</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
**enter&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2012/11/the-mommyhood-book-review-giveaway.html"&gt; here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;to win a signed copy of &lt;i&gt;Secrets of the Mommyhood&lt;/i&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;I can't help it, I'm a TSwift apologist. I feel like I can very much own this because I didn't read any of those vampire books. I claim vampire immunity a lot when justifying very common practices (s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;ee above, I'd just finished rereading &lt;i&gt;War and Peace&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I can champion songs that are straight up &lt;i&gt;US Weekly&lt;/i&gt; to music because I was never on any of the vampire teams. So I did this weekend, combing through the lyrics to unriddle Taylor's vague but oh-so telling messages. I can't tell you how much it intrigued me. And made me feel 13. I feel like in 2013 I'll be making heart hands at her concert. Dan says he'll take me. He's my J&lt;strike&gt;oe, Jake, John, Connor, Taylor (aka Jacob)&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;Edward.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For her part, Chloe says she'd rather hear a dog whistle, which totally shocked me. I figured she'd be all ears for songs about puppy love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When entertaining the idea of children, especially in one's mid-30s, I think it's wise to hear from mothers who are experienced not just with diapers and burp clothes but also with the balancing of a busy, full life with and (gasp!!!) away from their children.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Heather Alexander, who you may know from &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themommyhood.com/"&gt;The Mommyhoood&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;blog, recently wrote a book called &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Secrets-The-Mommyhood-Everything-childbirth/dp/098500603X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1348191431&amp;amp;sr=8-1&amp;amp;keywords=secrets+of+the+mommyhood"&gt;The Secrets of the Mommyhood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Heather's views on parenting have been tested from many angles, making her my kind of mom! She's had a really big career which she balanced, at its peak, with two young children. She's also been a stay-at-home mom. These days, when she's not busy being an author, along with tending to her daughter, son and husband, Heather writes a column for the &lt;a href="http://www.knoxnews.com/news/lifestyles/columnists/heather-alexander/" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Knoxville News Sentinel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;With action points that direct expecting moms on &amp;nbsp;how best to pack for the hospital and a very candid list of pros and cons for anyone undecided on returning to work after baby,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Secrets&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a very user-friendly guide that picks up where more clinical books on pregnancy and childbirth end. Heather shares her classified mommycode in a casual and comical voice. This book is a quick read, and by its end you'll feel like Heather is one of your girlfriends, especially when she gives readers the perfect comeback for those competitive, know-it-all veterans who might make a new mom feel a little inferior.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In the spirit of full disclosure it should be noted that Heather is one of my friends. &amp;nbsp;Remember this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/cutest-correspondence-ever.html"&gt;cute correspondence? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Heather's daugther.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;pals around with important authors there are often free books, so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; I get the pleasure of giving away a copy of &lt;i&gt;Secrets of the Mommyhood &lt;/i&gt;to one lucky reader. This book would make a great happy to send to a friend who recently announced she's expecting, and it's also a perfect shower gift.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;To enter: leave a comment telling me you're&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0012979/"&gt;all-time favorite TV mom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;I'll name a winner on November 26th!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt; thinks it makes no sense to blow&amp;nbsp;out&amp;nbsp;the leaves in advance of the 60mph winds forecasted during Frankenstorm. He believes the threat of wet leaf stains on patio stones should be the first warning issued during inclement weather alerts. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://fedscoop.com/d-c-requests-for-drybar-werent-full-of-hot-air/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; will happen on Friday. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have another fun giveaway coming up this week that will be perfect for first-time moms!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qcIc/~4/uNhIfj-3Kos" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6167717131123202402/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6297520238959673868&amp;postID=6167717131123202402" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6297520238959673868/posts/default/6167717131123202402?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6297520238959673868/posts/default/6167717131123202402?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qcIc/~3/uNhIfj-3Kos/tiny-prints-winner.html" title="tiny prints winner!" /><author><name>I Do Declare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12344738047475189329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ioaiUEozQ/TEdKzPWAYVI/AAAAAAAACCo/yMsqc8EWrB0/S220/self1.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edWLkZ-qPak/UI3Evxa6R4I/AAAAAAAAEto/bzdoOMoXnog/s72-c/winner.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2012/10/tiny-prints-winner.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEFRHo8eyp7ImA9WhNSEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297520238959673868.post-8391436432508183752</id><published>2012-10-26T18:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-10-26T20:26:55.473-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-10-26T20:26:55.473-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Celebrities" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="FedScoop" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Books" /><title>my interview with {sometimes} suri cruise</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Obviously I'm a fan of &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2012/10/first-birthday-gift-for-little-girls.html"&gt;Suri's Burn Book&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;- that's why I stalked out its author (and Washingtonian!) Allie Hagan. &amp;nbsp;Find out where Suri Cruise might shop if she came to Washington over in&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://fedscoop.com/the-scoop-with-suris-burn-book-author-allie-hagan/" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my Social Studies column &lt;/a&gt;at&amp;nbsp;Fedscoop.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qcIc/~4/Yyp5JOQ2cwI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8391436432508183752/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6297520238959673868&amp;postID=8391436432508183752" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6297520238959673868/posts/default/8391436432508183752?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6297520238959673868/posts/default/8391436432508183752?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qcIc/~3/Yyp5JOQ2cwI/my-interview-with-sometimes-suri-cruise.html" title="my interview with {sometimes} suri cruise" /><author><name>I Do Declare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12344738047475189329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ioaiUEozQ/TEdKzPWAYVI/AAAAAAAACCo/yMsqc8EWrB0/S220/self1.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RPubWXIwHX4/UIsIWiqITrI/AAAAAAAAEsE/bPWpJJ5D-co/s72-c/suricover.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2012/10/my-interview-with-sometimes-suri-cruise.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcDRHY8cSp7ImA9WhNSEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297520238959673868.post-4797552256652062992</id><published>2012-10-25T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-10-25T15:41:15.879-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-10-25T15:41:15.879-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="DC" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="FedScoop" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bloggers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fashion" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="You Can't Make This Up" /><title>where the blogway meets the runway it's a small, small world</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
**enter &lt;a href="http://www.idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2012/10/a-blue-christmas-card-50-tiny-prints.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to win a $50 gift card from Tiny Prints!**&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;One fun fact about Washington is that you can bump into strangers on the street and hours later find yourself sharing secrets over dinner. &amp;nbsp;Now this doesn't happen &lt;i&gt;every &lt;/i&gt;night, but in my years here it's happened a few times, and that's where today's story picks up. &amp;nbsp;Last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was solo at Bloomingdales for a charity fashion show (which you can read more about &lt;a href="http://fedscoop.com/microsofts-geek-2-chic-fashion-show-a-perfect-fit-for-washington-students/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;over at Fedscoop!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;). Going to events alone makes me nervous and socially awkward so when through a cluster of geeks and glamazons I saw the familiar face of someone I "know" but have never met - &lt;a href="http://savingbestforlast.blogspot.com/2012/10/all-thumbs.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MCW from Saving the Best for Last&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/a&gt;blog - I was thrilled!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When we locked eyes MCW rebuffed the gentleman vying for her attention by telling him she'd just seen an old friend. HAAA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We've been reading each other's blogs for a while, even meaning to meet up for drinks. Life just kept getting the way. Until...life suddenly imitated&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fernandoirigoyen.com/resources/anna_wintour/Anna-Wintour2.jpg"&gt;Anna Wintour &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;and landed us front and center beside the runway. &amp;nbsp;I call this &lt;i&gt;The Devil Wears Forever 21......&lt;/i&gt;(cause that's where I bought my sunglasses).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cvyv2hOf_oQ/UIlhlJw26BI/AAAAAAAAEqY/zGFAEDN6iL4/s1600/devwearsf21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cvyv2hOf_oQ/UIlhlJw26BI/AAAAAAAAEqY/zGFAEDN6iL4/s640/devwearsf21.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I mean, how often do you meet people who'll play Posh with you by pose-harding for sport?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;MCW was there with Landlocked Mermaid (center above; she blogs privately). Before we knew it the three of us were shopping for lip-gloss before gossiping over a late night dinner. I had SUCH a good time, and loved that a soiree I feared would leave me the wallflower instead made me a bonafide Disney princess.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"The Disney Princesses" is what Mermaid's husband calls all the bloggers she knows and reads. Hysterical. &amp;nbsp;I'm so happy to be part of Mermaid and MCW's small blog world!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LlIF1Drvcuo/UIgI8-W6ASI/AAAAAAAAEpo/iBAl6-OeRlk/s1600/Ford.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="636" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LlIF1Drvcuo/UIgI8-W6ASI/AAAAAAAAEpo/iBAl6-OeRlk/s640/Ford.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Her name was Sue and she was a friend, a sister, a wife. She was Dan's mom. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;October is breast cancer awareness month, and if you live in this world, you know that. Pink is everywhere. If you've lost someone you love to breast cancer all this important attention given to the disease can be so bittersweet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dan was only 20 when his mom died from breast cancer. I hurt for him every time I see a story on the news encouraging mammograms or NFL players wearing pink cleats. &amp;nbsp;Still, I know that awareness translates into money, and money can fund lifesaving research and prevention.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This October, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=%E2%80%9Dhttp://bit.ly/UCspwc%E2%80%9D%20rel=%E2%80%9Dno%20follow%E2%80%9D%3Ehttp://www.warriorsinpink.ford.com/%3C/a%3E"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ford Warriors in Pink®&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has launched its first ever produced 
documentary, “Bang the Drum: Living Out Loud in the Face of Breast Cancer.” The 
film honors 11 men and women breast cancer survivors who have demonstrated 
strength and courage in their battle with its “Models of Courage” program. 2012 
marks Ford Motor Company’s 18th year of support for the breast cancer cause. In 
that time, Ford has dedicated more than $115 million to the breast cancer 
cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love that there are two men - breast cancer survivors - featured in this video. It's rare that men have breast cancer, but it can happen. Certainly breast&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;cancer makes victims out of the fathers, husbands and sons who lose the women they love to this disease. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You too can get involved in this tremendously worthy program! When you buy 
Ford Warriors in Pink apparel at &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/UCspwc" modo="false"&gt;&lt;b&gt;fordcares.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, 100 percent of the net proceeds go directly to 
support breast cancer awareness all year long. I really like this Circle of Hope scarf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sitsgirls/8090162836/" title="Circle of Hope Scarf by sitsgirls, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Circle of Hope Scarf" height="500" src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8045/8090162836_b34860e13a.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Soon after Dan's mom died he participated in a breast cancer walk. I've been a volunteer at a center in Washington that provides free mammograms to uninsured women, and we make contributions to breast cancer research. The Warriors in Pink program is a very easy and purposeful way to be part of the movement, and you can shop any time of the year - not just October. &amp;nbsp;Because if you have fought breast cancer or if you've lost someone you love to the disease you're aware of breast cancer every month, every day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;To keep connected, be sure to check out&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/FordWarriorsinPink?fref=ts" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ford Warriors in Pink on Facebook&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and follow&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/WarriorsinPink" modo="false" target="_blank"&gt;@WarriorsinPink on Twitter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is a sponsored post written by me on behalf of Ford Warriors in Pink. 
The opinions and text are all mine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qcIc/~4/i1qhORH_1_M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4104046576011553814/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6297520238959673868&amp;postID=4104046576011553814" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6297520238959673868/posts/default/4104046576011553814?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6297520238959673868/posts/default/4104046576011553814?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qcIc/~3/i1qhORH_1_M/live-out-loud-fords-warriors-in-pink.html" title="live out loud! {ford's warriors in pink} " /><author><name>I Do Declare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12344738047475189329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ioaiUEozQ/TEdKzPWAYVI/AAAAAAAACCo/yMsqc8EWrB0/S220/self1.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LlIF1Drvcuo/UIgI8-W6ASI/AAAAAAAAEpo/iBAl6-OeRlk/s72-c/Ford.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2012/10/live-out-loud-fords-warriors-in-pink.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08HQHg_eyp7ImA9WhNSEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297520238959673868.post-7174598857081556170</id><published>2012-10-24T09:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-10-24T09:37:11.643-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-10-24T09:37:11.643-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="FedScoop" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Maryland" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mr W" /><title>pumpkins or apples...which do you pick?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;**enter &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2012/10/a-blue-christmas-card-50-tiny-prints.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; to win a $50 gift card from tiny prints**&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Every fall Dan and I go to a some country-on-crack kind of festival. We started on our second date. It was Dan's idea, and every year he still humors me when the seasons change. Our motto is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This year we tried a new place, Baugher's Farm in Westminster, Maryland. The long drive sent us way into the country and smack into a perfect October day where the only big decisions we had to make were....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and you can see where ended up over at&lt;a href="http://fedscoop.com/pick-maryland-apples-for-fall/"&gt; &lt;b&gt;my Fedscoop column.....!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;*don't forget to enter&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2012/10/a-blue-christmas-card-50-tiny-prints.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to win a $50 Tiny Prints gift card **&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There's nothing like another birthday to make even the most dignified lady become and emotional eater....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yet, no one can hide from Mother Time...not even Chlo Ella Diggers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chloe turns 10 today. She's a full-fledged senior citizen. We'll be celebrating with puppy pops + squirrel cookies from &lt;a href="http://www.thedairygodmother.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dairy Godmother&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. And steak...cause she's&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/real-girl.html"&gt; a real girl&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qcIc/~4/jwVZEUbpd4Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4914746850703805077/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6297520238959673868&amp;postID=4914746850703805077" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6297520238959673868/posts/default/4914746850703805077?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6297520238959673868/posts/default/4914746850703805077?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qcIc/~3/jwVZEUbpd4Y/a-perfect-ten.html" title="a perfect ten" /><author><name>I Do Declare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12344738047475189329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ioaiUEozQ/TEdKzPWAYVI/AAAAAAAACCo/yMsqc8EWrB0/S220/self1.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0BfJLKMLgO4/UIBsNrQIl0I/AAAAAAAAEm8/kf39hM7Xkxg/s72-c/icecreamchloe.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2012/10/a-perfect-ten.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQAQ3kzfCp7ImA9WhNTE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297520238959673868.post-3883424646308548287</id><published>2012-10-15T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-10-16T10:05:42.784-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-10-16T10:05:42.784-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stationery" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Give-Aways" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christmas" /><title>a blue Christmas card + a $50 tiny prints give-away</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I don't send out a Christmas newletter, but if I did this year's would be short and sweet: &lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"&gt;2012 Sucked&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In fact, I am kind of a super nerd about creating my own greeting. &amp;nbsp;With December looming in on what's been kind of a crap 2012, I'm already thinking&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What kind of card will I send THIS year? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That's why (yes - in mid-October) I've been clicking through cards at Tiny Prints to see if I can make some of the very cute, clever design options work in my favor. Greeting card writers may not pen a message that says, &lt;i&gt;Let's call this year a wash and start fresh in 2013&lt;/i&gt;...but thanks to the ability to customize at Tiny Prints, I can.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large; text-align: center;"&gt;If you're feeling a little blue during the holidays, I think it's fine if your card reflects that. &amp;nbsp;Not every year brings memories you want to commemorate with an ornament, and that's fine. That's just life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Years ago, I was talking to my minister because I was just sad. I couldn't explain why I felt so down and generally lonely because, aside from the mysterious gloom I was hosting, my life was good. &amp;nbsp;I couldn't &amp;nbsp;pinpoint what was even causing this heavy cloud over my seemingly happy world, and being able to recognize my good fortune only created guilt. &amp;nbsp;The guilt for feeling bad made me feel even worse. In short, I was depressed PLUS depressed about being depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; text-align: right;"&gt;"You're wrong," she told me, "the worst kind of pain is your own."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;While I know fate has been even more unkind to others this year, it's been &lt;i&gt;our c&lt;/i&gt;rummy year, &lt;i&gt;our&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;pain. And...it's our Christmas card, so I am giving myself permission to take on a bahhumbug theme if come December I still feel this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ApKuZsv2aX0/UHMvM6stTBI/AAAAAAAAEgc/-DBuHQgHjIQ/s1600/barreloak.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ApKuZsv2aX0/UHMvM6stTBI/AAAAAAAAEgc/-DBuHQgHjIQ/s640/barreloak.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I went with some friends recently to visit an&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://idodeclareblog.blogspot.com/2012/03/march-gladness.html"&gt;old favorite&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;and to check out a new concept in Virginia wine drinking...a seated tasting (&lt;a href="http://fedscoop.com/have-a-seat-at-vintage-ridge-vineyard/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;read all about that over at my Fedscoop column!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;). &amp;nbsp;The day ended with dessert at &lt;a href="http://www.barreloak.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Barrel Oak&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/a&gt;winery which has now officially become my favorite place to linger long time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There views are so nice, but the grounds....once there you just don't want to leave! There are plenty of tables and chairs for guests. Outdoor food is welcome, but there was a barbeque stand selling plates of food when we were there and a super fun band playing. People were dancing between wine tastings. It was picture-perfect fall! &amp;nbsp;There are firepits galore around which everyone sits and sips and makes friends. I can't wait to go back here for the &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barreloak.com/event/john-marshall-tasting-experience-oak-hill-estate-0"&gt;John Marhsall Tasting Experience. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If every you visit the D.C./northern Virginia area and you like wine, do not plan a trip this way without spending a day hopping from vineyard to vineyard. I promise you'll adore everything about it... even if it isn't Virginia Wine Month!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think I have found the perfect present for an auntie-type to gift a baby girl that will guide a path that leads towards citizenship of &amp;nbsp;the world. This gift will inspire dialogue on global issues like the economy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and international affairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vanity Fair &lt;/i&gt;covers and Ferragamo kitten heels, sadly, are not the birth right of every little girl, but if we can instill in the next generation how imperative it is to relate to other women on a very common level of pop culture and fashion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;then we've done our job in outfitting the next generation for the red carpet that is life. Just like the practice of proper sunscreen application, one can never, ever start too soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That is why I'm giving &lt;a href="http://surisburnbook.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Suri's Burn Book&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to every little girl I know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XnPTph7VPic/UHSOdh6GXCI/AAAAAAAAEh4/jnBGoqYh6wg/s1600/nashvilletv.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XnPTph7VPic/UHSOdh6GXCI/AAAAAAAAEh4/jnBGoqYh6wg/s640/nashvilletv.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Did you watch the series debut of &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://beta.abc.go.com/shows/nashville?cid=abccomsearch_results"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nashville&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;last night on ABC? I didn't...I'd long since watched it online because I am just not into delaying gratification. I have to tell you, I thought from the show previews (and see also the movie &lt;i&gt;Country Strong&lt;/i&gt;) that it was going to be pretty cheesy. &amp;nbsp; It isn't entirely without cliche and the Southern accents could use a little work, but I love the music, I love seeing Tennessee in lots of beauty shots, and I LOVE Connie Britton.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think she's really good in this role if for nothing more than I never saw her as Tami Taylor, her character from &lt;i&gt;Friday Night Lights&lt;/i&gt;. She's full-on channeling Faith Hill on the stage and I'm thinking Martina when she's being a mom. And her hair....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's my dream, though, and tell me if you're feeling it, too. Kyle Chandler (aka, Coach Taylor) makes a guest cameo as his character not-Dusty from &lt;i&gt;Pure Country&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;photo credit &lt;a href="http://kylechandlerfans2.multiply.com/photos/album/22#photo=1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now that I'm certain I will never have perfect country music singer hair this is my new Nashville dream.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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