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		<title>Sex, Love, and the Middle-aged Mother</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Nov 2010 02:10:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My son has a girlfriend. His first serious girlfriend.  They celebrated their one month anniversary this weekend, and I thought of the 372 months I have spent with his father. 372 months. I fell in love for the first time &#8230; <a href="http://allclaire.wordpress.com/2010/11/08/sex-love-and-the-middle-aged-mother/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allclaire.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15602211&amp;post=72&amp;subd=allclaire&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Remembering M</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 12 Oct 2010 16:25:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The phone call came at dinner time. My husband answered the phone. &#8220;It&#8217;s for you,&#8221; he said. As soon as I heard the voice on the other end, I knew who it was:  P, a former neighbor. She was calling &#8230; <a href="http://allclaire.wordpress.com/2010/10/12/remembering-m/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allclaire.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15602211&amp;post=64&amp;subd=allclaire&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Marriage, kids, and the empty nest</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 29 Sep 2010 15:36:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I was a young teen, many girls dreamed of the perfect prom and their wedding day, but I dreamed about having a family of my own. By the time I graduated from high school, I was entertaining other ideas too. I wanted &#8230; <a href="http://allclaire.wordpress.com/2010/09/29/marriage-kids-and-the-empty-nest/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allclaire.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15602211&amp;post=57&amp;subd=allclaire&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The blob</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2010 12:18:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was sitting watching a sports event with some over-40 moms when the discussion turned to running. These women get up before 5 a.m. every morning so they have time to run before their day starts. One of them, a &#8230; <a href="http://allclaire.wordpress.com/2010/09/20/the-blob/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allclaire.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15602211&amp;post=51&amp;subd=allclaire&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>She has a point&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Sep 2010 12:03:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was on the phone with a friend, E, who is in the midst of a disintegrating marriage. We must have talked for two hours. The week before I spent about the same amount of time talking to another girlfriend about &#8230; <a href="http://allclaire.wordpress.com/2010/09/14/she-has-a-point/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allclaire.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15602211&amp;post=44&amp;subd=allclaire&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Monday morning</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Sep 2010 11:17:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I dreamed was walking through a house, my home, giving a tour to some friends who had never seen it before. It was a big house with enormous rooms. I kept wondering what I was going to do with all that &#8230; <a href="http://allclaire.wordpress.com/2010/09/13/monday-morning/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allclaire.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15602211&amp;post=37&amp;subd=allclaire&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Facebook is not my friend</title>
		<link>http://allclaire.wordpress.com/2010/09/09/facebook-is-not-my-friend/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Sep 2010 16:54:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This story is  a cliché, but I&#8217;m going to tell it anyway. Love gained. Love lost. Love that endures. I still remember the moment my heart flew out of my chest and landed on L&#8217;s shoulder.  I was 15,  we were at a &#8230; <a href="http://allclaire.wordpress.com/2010/09/09/facebook-is-not-my-friend/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allclaire.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15602211&amp;post=23&amp;subd=allclaire&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The wedding</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Sep 2010 14:12:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I hadn&#8217;t been to a wedding in almost a decade. I&#8217;m at the stage in life where friends are getting divorced, not married. So many of the e-mails exchanged with my inner circle in the last five years have been &#8230; <a href="http://allclaire.wordpress.com/2010/09/08/the-wedding/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allclaire.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15602211&amp;post=18&amp;subd=allclaire&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The price of beauty</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Sep 2010 13:05:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The setting: Friday of Labor Day weekend, in a car with my husband,  hundreds of miles from home, on our way to a family wedding. I turn to my husband, &#8220;We have KV&#8217;s present, right?&#8221; He says, &#8220;You didn&#8217;t grab it?&#8221; For a second, I think &#8230; <a href="http://allclaire.wordpress.com/2010/09/06/the-price-of-beauty/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allclaire.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15602211&amp;post=7&amp;subd=allclaire&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Maybe it all started in 7th grade&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://allclaire.wordpress.com/2010/09/02/maybe-it-all-started-in-7th-grade/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Sep 2010 21:57:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My daughter is beautiful. She gives very little thought to her appearance. She&#8217;s not high maintenance or vain, she&#8217;s just&#8230;smart and beautiful. She has the classic California look. Long silky blonde hair, big blue eyes, high cheekbones, a petite and balanced figure. &#8230; <a href="http://allclaire.wordpress.com/2010/09/02/maybe-it-all-started-in-7th-grade/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allclaire.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15602211&amp;post=1&amp;subd=allclaire&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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