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	<title>Comments on: My mother, myself:  I love her, but can I avoid becoming her?</title>
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		<title>By: S</title>
		<link>http://www.aarynbelfer.com/2008/11/my-mother-myself-i-love-her-but-can-i-avoid-becoming-her.html/comment-page-1#comment-6006</link>
		<dc:creator>S</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Dec 2008 17:46:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>One of your best pieces yet.  Thank you, what a vision you create.  How fortunate you are, having the talent to create such pictures with your camera and without.  How fortunate are we, that you share a piece of it here?
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One of your best pieces yet.  Thank you, what a vision you create.  How fortunate you are, having the talent to create such pictures with your camera and without.  How fortunate are we, that you share a piece of it here?<br />
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		<title>By: Last Place Finisher</title>
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		<dc:creator>Last Place Finisher</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Dec 2008 01:45:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Read your post and decided that it would be fun to go drinking with Gaydi!  I feel like I know her and yet I really don&#039;t know anyone remotely like her.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Read your post and decided that it would be fun to go drinking with Gaydi!  I feel like I know her and yet I really don&#8217;t know anyone remotely like her.</p>
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		<title>By: bonzize</title>
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		<dc:creator>bonzize</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Nov 2008 22:13:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You are her - the very best of her. Fashion feet, facial expressions, outspoken-ness, gorgeous. You are your mother defined within your own boundaries. And she continues, with utmost certainty on my part, to define herself without any. Two incredible, talented women from the same unfettered cut of cloth.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You are her &#8211; the very best of her. Fashion feet, facial expressions, outspoken-ness, gorgeous. You are your mother defined within your own boundaries. And she continues, with utmost certainty on my part, to define herself without any. Two incredible, talented women from the same unfettered cut of cloth.</p>
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		<title>By: BipolarLawyerCook</title>
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		<dc:creator>BipolarLawyerCook</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Nov 2008 17:59:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;Her wild conversational gesturing has been known to knock a glass of port so magnificently that spilled wine has splattered into the corners of adjoining rooms. &quot;

I would love to have this talent.  I mostly just get it all over myself.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;Her wild conversational gesturing has been known to knock a glass of port so magnificently that spilled wine has splattered into the corners of adjoining rooms. &#8221;</p>
<p>I would love to have this talent.  I mostly just get it all over myself.</p>
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		<title>By: veronique</title>
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		<dc:creator>veronique</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Nov 2008 13:20:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>How do you know my mother?  You write so elegantly about her. Thanks for reminding that everyone has The Crazy in their life.  It makes me feel less alone.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>How do you know my mother?  You write so elegantly about her. Thanks for reminding that everyone has The Crazy in their life.  It makes me feel less alone.</p>
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		<title>By: Jenn @ Juggling Life</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jenn @ Juggling Life</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Nov 2008 04:46:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My dad? Your mom? Could totally party together.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My dad? Your mom? Could totally party together.</p>
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		<title>By: Cheri @ Blog This Mom!</title>
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		<dc:creator>Cheri @ Blog This Mom!</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 23:17:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh, honey, this is your best ever piece about the Project, God bless you both, pass the Valium.

Also?  You know how I love Lucille Ball, right?  But only Rosalind Russell is Mame.  You&#039;re spot on about that.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, honey, this is your best ever piece about the Project, God bless you both, pass the Valium.</p>
<p>Also?  You know how I love Lucille Ball, right?  But only Rosalind Russell is Mame.  You&#8217;re spot on about that.</p>
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		<title>By: Wendy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Wendy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 20:40:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Reading this makes me miss my mom - long gone for 11 years, but not enough to hope for a resurrection. Just one idea...PediEgg - she will love and thank you for it. It really works! 

Thanks for sharing the CRAZY and for helping me pronounce the Gaydi Project because I had the emphasis on the wrong syllable.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Reading this makes me miss my mom &#8211; long gone for 11 years, but not enough to hope for a resurrection. Just one idea&#8230;PediEgg &#8211; she will love and thank you for it. It really works! </p>
<p>Thanks for sharing the CRAZY and for helping me pronounce the Gaydi Project because I had the emphasis on the wrong syllable.</p>
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		<title>By: bordtodth</title>
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		<dc:creator>bordtodth</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 18:00:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Good News:
I laughed out loud throughout the article, while feeling flattered and horrified (by the exposure) at the same time.
Bad News:
In answer to the titled question of this article.... yes, you do.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Good News:<br />
I laughed out loud throughout the article, while feeling flattered and horrified (by the exposure) at the same time.<br />
Bad News:<br />
In answer to the titled question of this article&#8230;. yes, you do.</p>
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		<title>By: melanie</title>
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		<dc:creator>melanie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 17:40:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;poop fumes all over it&quot; !!.... OMG!  I &#039;bout fell outta my chair!

My mother and I had the same type of relationship except she was a perfectionist.  And by that I mean, she couldn&#039;t walk into a room without straightening a picture, bedspread or magazine on the coffee table.  When I would visit, I wouldn&#039;t even attempt to make my bed because she would just go back right behind me and do it over.  If she vacuumed (and she was constantly vacuuming!!), you could not walk on the carpet and mess up the vacuum marks or she&#039;d have to do it again.  

I, on the other hand, am like a bull in a china shop.  I am constantly spilling or knocking over anything liquid or food that gets close to me and I can trip and fall on my face while walking on a flat surface barefooted.  Everytime I visited I felt like she held her breath while walking around behind me with a cloth to wipe up spills until I left.

Even though we were complete opposites she was my best friend.  

Great story as always!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;poop fumes all over it&#8221; !!&#8230;. OMG!  I &#8217;bout fell outta my chair!</p>
<p>My mother and I had the same type of relationship except she was a perfectionist.  And by that I mean, she couldn&#8217;t walk into a room without straightening a picture, bedspread or magazine on the coffee table.  When I would visit, I wouldn&#8217;t even attempt to make my bed because she would just go back right behind me and do it over.  If she vacuumed (and she was constantly vacuuming!!), you could not walk on the carpet and mess up the vacuum marks or she&#8217;d have to do it again.  </p>
<p>I, on the other hand, am like a bull in a china shop.  I am constantly spilling or knocking over anything liquid or food that gets close to me and I can trip and fall on my face while walking on a flat surface barefooted.  Everytime I visited I felt like she held her breath while walking around behind me with a cloth to wipe up spills until I left.</p>
<p>Even though we were complete opposites she was my best friend.  </p>
<p>Great story as always!!</p>
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