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	<title>Wine Country Mom &#187; romance</title>
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	<description>Doing the single parent thing since 2004.  This is the story of us.</description>
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		<title>Being sexy, raising kids</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Sep 2011 15:00:14 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[The Love Front]]></category>
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Keeping the romance alive in your marriage is difficult when you're raising children.  At times, it can be an almost romance killer.  But it's not impossible.]]></description>
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		<title>Conquering the divided front</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 20 May 2010 22:51:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>WineCountry.Mom</dc:creator>
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After kids enter the marriage, it's easy for the romance to go to the wayside, and for even the most devoted husband and wife to forget how in love they used to be.  But does it have to be that way?  <a href="http://winecountrymom.blogs.santarosamom.com/11571/conquering-the-divided-front/">(read the post...)</a>]]></description>
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		<title>Texting Queen</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2010 04:06:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>WineCountry.Mom</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Case of the Terrible Tweens]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[<img class="alignright" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2701/4396571399_0818251104.jpg" alt="" width="350" height="231" />My daughter sat on the couch, her phone never leaving her side. Every now and then it would vibrate. Like clockwork, she would flip it open, read it, then send back a quick reply. This wasn’t just going on for a short time, this had been going on all day long. I asked her who she was texting, and after many retorts of how little business it was of mine, she finally told me it was a boy at her school. The fact that she was texting a boy was not alarming. Most of her friends are guys, and one of her guy friends and her texted each other often. Most of their texts consisted of “Sup”, or “LOL”, or “My brother’s a dweeb”. Nothing to write home about. And definitely nothing that raised my eyebrows (except to roll my eyes at how lame it was). But this was different, this was a boy I had never heard of. And with the way they were texting each other for hours on end, it was obvious that this was not just some friend.<br /><br />

This had to be a boyfriend.  <a href="http://winecountrymom.blogs.santarosamom.com/11192/texting-queen/">(more...)</a>]]></description>
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