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		<pubDate>Thu, 09 May 2013 15:49:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>La La</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I got home from work, my puppy Porter was in the window wagging his big fluffy tail. Dane was sitting on the couch, watching a documentary on the History Channel. I changed my clothes and we went to Zen West Roadside Cantina to celebrate Cinco de Mayo with sangria. He had fish tacos for [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=talesofacharmcitychick.com&#038;blog=25817326&#038;post=3047&#038;subd=talesofacharmcitychick&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 May 2013 16:28:32 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>La La</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[If you&#8217;re anything like me, you have Italian mother who finds it disgraceful that you can&#8217;t cook. Perhaps she even tries to teach you, but you get lost while chasing her around the kitchen as she creates edible masterpieces without recipes and, amidst the confusion, you can&#8217;t help but think of the days when she [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=talesofacharmcitychick.com&#038;blog=25817326&#038;post=3035&#038;subd=talesofacharmcitychick&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>On Blogging</title>
		<link>http://talesofacharmcitychick.com/2013/04/29/on-blogging/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Apr 2013 17:48:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>La La</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Blogging has been an unexpected journey for me. It started as an extension to the journals I began at age 12 that lasted until about 23, filling five books: &#160; &#160; The quote on the cover that says, &#8220;Life itself is the most wonderful fairytale&#8221; is ironic, really, because from page one the reader can sense [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=talesofacharmcitychick.com&#038;blog=25817326&#038;post=3023&#038;subd=talesofacharmcitychick&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Katie Couric: Part 1</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Apr 2013 19:04:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>La La</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Two weeks ago, my boyfriend and I went to NYC because yours truly was a guest on Katie Couric&#8217;s daytime TV show on ABC. Basically, one of my posts here (I will repost it before the show airs, I am not yet sure of the date) caught the attention of a producer and they invited me [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=talesofacharmcitychick.com&#038;blog=25817326&#038;post=3000&#038;subd=talesofacharmcitychick&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>If I Were A Linguist</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 15:26:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>La La</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[This morning in the shower I wrote a poem about being a linguist. I am not a linguist, but this is what would happen if I were one. ___________________ &#160; If I were a linguist who uses her tongue freely, I would be cunning and write a poem about driving a lexis and wearing a [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=talesofacharmcitychick.com&#038;blog=25817326&#038;post=2991&#038;subd=talesofacharmcitychick&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Boyfriend Farts</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Apr 2013 15:46:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>La La</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Last night at 3am I woke up startled by a champion fart, but for once it wasn&#8217;t my own brand. My eyes flew open and my boyfriend was lying there mischievously smiling. &#160; Me (laughing uncontrollably): Ummmm!!! Boyfriend: Haha, that sounded like a dolphin. Girl, I bet I got you dreaming you&#8217;re at Sea World. [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=talesofacharmcitychick.com&#038;blog=25817326&#038;post=2974&#038;subd=talesofacharmcitychick&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>My Boobs</title>
		<link>http://talesofacharmcitychick.com/2013/03/22/my-boobs/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Mar 2013 19:19:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>La La</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I was a teenager, I was so embarrassed by my large chest that my mom and I used to strap them into two very tight bras to hide their bounty. We were successful to a certain degree, but as an athletic girl playing lacrosse, soccer, basketball and field hockey, someone was bound to notice [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=talesofacharmcitychick.com&#038;blog=25817326&#038;post=2969&#038;subd=talesofacharmcitychick&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Sunday Night Sublimity</title>
		<link>http://talesofacharmcitychick.com/2013/03/18/sunday-night-sublimity/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Mar 2013 18:18:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>La La</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I love when life provides a beautiful &#8220;moment&#8221; when everything blends perfectly and I am keenly aware that my soul, heart and brain are exactly where we all need to be. Do you know what I mean? For me, this usually happens when I see something inspiring or have a life changing experience. For example, [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=talesofacharmcitychick.com&#038;blog=25817326&#038;post=2950&#038;subd=talesofacharmcitychick&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Helen, A Prostitute</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Mar 2013 17:45:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>La La</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Of all the corners in Baltimore City, Helen chose my Hampden corner for turning tricks. She was tall, wore a sports bra and rocked a fancy, champagne blonde 80&#8242;s-esque hairstyle. She yelled at inanimate objects and one time was behind me in line at Rite Aid when I dropped my wallet. She picked it up [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=talesofacharmcitychick.com&#038;blog=25817326&#038;post=2920&#038;subd=talesofacharmcitychick&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>How To Buy A Wolf Shirt</title>
		<link>http://talesofacharmcitychick.com/2013/03/04/how-to-buy-a-wolf-shirt/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 04 Mar 2013 15:20:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>La La</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Reblogged from Shut Up Dad: As most of you know, purchasing a new wolf shirt can be an important and painstaking process.  As difficult or even more so than buying a new car, a new home, or adopting a child.  You want to find that perfect wolf shirt that will not only meet your functional [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=talesofacharmcitychick.com&#038;blog=25817326&#038;post=2919&#038;subd=talesofacharmcitychick&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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