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	<title>Lucky me</title>
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	<description>A life in words and photos</description>
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		<title>A year in photos</title>
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		<title>Winter wedding</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Almost a month ago, I went to the winter wedding of an old friend who I hadn&#8217;t seen in years, and, given the opportunity to wear my cute new dress, I jumped at the invitation. Oh, and seeing old friends was fun too.
The ceremony took place outdoors. In the dead of winter. Needless to say, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=luckystars.wordpress.com&blog=505271&post=221&subd=luckystars&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>And then there were three</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8216;I&#8217;ve invited a few friends from Church for Christmas this year,&#8217; my mum told us a few days ago. &#8216;I didn&#8217;t want to be alone on Christmas day,&#8217; she explains.
My brother and I share a look that says, &#8216;WTF are we, chopped liver?&#8217;
And yet, I kind of get it.
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Christmas has always been a big deal [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=luckystars.wordpress.com&blog=505271&post=217&subd=luckystars&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Christmas eve eve</title>
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Amor and I have been together for five years, and we&#8217;ve never spent a Christmas together. He spends it with his family and I with mine, and neither of us wants to give that up. We&#8217;re fine with it, but I do miss him.
Amor and I haven&#8217;t had time to put up a Christmas tree [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=luckystars.wordpress.com&blog=505271&post=214&subd=luckystars&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>home</title>
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Ok, I lie. This isn&#8217;t my home. In fact, I&#8217;m not sure whose home it is these days &#8212; it&#8217;s the ex-apartment of my friend Meliss. It had creaky old floors, a claw-foot tub and a musty smell that reminded me of my grandmother&#8217;s house &#8212; all reasons that made me love this place. And [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=luckystars.wordpress.com&blog=505271&post=209&subd=luckystars&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>the good life</title>
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A month ago today, I was in Mexico looking at this view. Today, the temperatures are in the minus 20s and the sweaters I couldn&#8217;t imagine wearing are being worn all at once.
Life as a Canadian is funny, huh? And I&#8217;m not talking &#8216;ha-ha&#8217; funny here.
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		<title>And then there were four</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Our little family of three (Myself, Amor and Molly) became a little family of four two weeks ago with the addition of little Desmond. He&#8217;s awfully cute but don&#8217;t let that fool you &#8212; he&#8217;s an absolute terror. He was there when I came home from a weekend away &#8212; Amor obviously couldn&#8217;t resist the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=luckystars.wordpress.com&blog=505271&post=182&subd=luckystars&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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