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		<title>Five Valentine&#8217;s Day Gifts Sure to be, um, Remembered</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Still searching for the perfect Valentine&#8217;s Day gifts for your loved ones?  Is your hunt stymied by stores brimming with generic gifts?  Your journey is over, my friend.  On a recent flight I found a blessing of shopping genius in the form of the catalog waiting  in my seat pocket. Oh yes, ladies and gentlemen, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>&#8230;Aaaaand we&#8217;re back!</title>
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Welcome back. Thanks for your patience.
My wonderful Information Technology advisor (aka my husband, David) has gotten the site resettled, and we&#8217;re good to go!
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		<link>http://alisonbryantwrites.com/2010/02/04/aaaaand-were-back/</link>
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		<title>Pardon the interruption&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[We are changing some behind-the-scenes, technical stuff with this site. It&#8217;s possible that it may be down for a few days. Never fear; we&#8217;ll be back soon!
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		<link>http://alisonbryantwrites.com/2010/01/29/pardon-the-interruption/</link>
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		<title>Pause, Part III</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Hello again. It&#8217;s now a tradition of mine to post this each January. I hope you&#8217;ll enjoy it.

Which is your favorite month of the year? Of course, January is everyone&#8217;s best-loved month, right?
Okay, probably not.
Ten or 15 years ago January was last on my list. Back then I didn&#8217;t like cold weather, and January just [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://alisonbryantwrites.com/2010/01/12/pause-part-iii/</link>
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		<title>A November Moment</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A few things I noticed while running around town today. I hope you have a wonderful Thanksgiving.

Sunny showers of falling leaves
&#8211;nature&#8217;s confetti dancing on the breeze,
celebrating the ripe, old year
that&#8217;s not quite ready to surrender
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		<link>http://alisonbryantwrites.com/2009/11/23/a-november-moment/</link>
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		<title>NaNoWriMo</title>
		<description><![CDATA[NaNoWriMo.  No, that&#8217;s not Mork that you&#8217;re hearing.
It stands for National Novel Writing Month.  Every November 1-30, novelists wanting a push to crank out first drafts gather at NaNoWriMo.org, register, and set a personal goal to wrestle into existence at least 50,000 words of a novel. The idea is to simply generate quantity, not quality, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://alisonbryantwrites.com/2009/10/31/nanowrimo/</link>
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		<title>Who&#039;s in charge here?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Do you ever feel like today&#8217;s technology is secretly in charge&#8211;rather than vice versa?
I had one of those suspicions recently.
While on a short trip, I had just washed my hands in a convenience store bathroom. Turning to get a paper towel, I saw that it was one of those fancy machines&#8230;you know, the ones where [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://alisonbryantwrites.com/2009/09/14/whos-in-charge-here/</link>
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		<title>Those Summer Nights</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I admit it.  I don&#8217;t like summer.  Well, summer temperatures, at least.  It wasn&#8217;t always this way; I used to love the heat.
Not anymore.
When the temperature sails past 100 with a smirk, I gaze longingly at my fireplace and pray for fall and winter.
But that would be wishing away the year, wouldn&#8217;t it?  As much [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://alisonbryantwrites.com/2009/08/26/those-summer-nights/</link>
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		<title>Reality</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m not into most reality shows.  Really. To me time spent following immunity challenges and rose ceremonies could be better spent with other stuff &#8211; no offense if you&#8217;re into these shows.
Every once in a while, though, something catches my eye. This week my eye spied a show on Discovery Channel named &#8220;The Colony.&#8221; No, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://alisonbryantwrites.com/2009/08/19/reality/</link>
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		<title>The Little Things</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It started with the shaking noise. Swish, swish, swish.  Forever is how the waiting felt as I reached up and gripped the edges of the counter top, standing as close as I dared while my mom worked at the gas stove.
Then&#8230;magic.  I heard the sizzle and smelled the heavenly aroma of popcorn and salt. Pop!  [...]]]></description>
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