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            <title>The Opposite of Green</title>
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            <description>Planet 100 counts down their top five biggest &amp;#8220;Eco-contradictions.&amp;#8221; The ideas they find are oxymoronic – and just plain moronic!

Post from: BlissTree (Source: Breastfeeding 1-2-3)</description>
            <author>Breastfeeding 1-2-3</author>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 19 Mar 2010 23:41:48 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Nurse Barbie and Doctor Ken</title>
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            <description>Barbie just turned the big 5-0 this year. Doesn’t she look great? I don’t know too many 50 year old women that can still fit into a size 0 pair of skintight pants. Barbie and I grew up together and I always wanted to grow up to be just like my Barbie Doll. She had the coolest clothes, drove a sports car, and lived in a dream house. I wasn’t sure that I wanted a boyfriend like Ken. He was kind of dorky. Sorry, Ken. You just weren’t my type.
Barbie was the type of girl who could do anything. She was always the Home Coming Queen, the coolest girl at the malt shop, and the prettiest girl at the beach. When it came to career choices, my Barbie always wanted to be a nurse. Look closely.  Barbie was a three-year diploma nurse. In your face ANA.  Not everyone has to go to a four year schoo...</description>
            <author>Nurse Ratched's Place</author>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 23:40:01 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Barbie and the breast</title>
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            <description>Barbie turns 50 this week. I think we all know who she is. I got my first Barbie Doll when I was 5 years old. I played with Barbies until I was 12, I even learned to sew by making outfits for her. At least I don’t have to search very far to determine the source of  the misguided self image I grew up with. I thought to be beautiful you had to have long legs, a tiny waist, no rear and big breasts. Imagine how many young women suffered brain damage trying to morph into a doll that was created in a toy factory. Now we learn that she was modeled after a German sex doll – go figure.
Truthfully though, breasts are beautiful. I never thought of mine that way until after I had two children. I was one of those women whose breasts got better after childbirth, not worse. I went from an A cup to a...</description>
            <author>Life with Breast Cancer</author>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 19:41:23 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Wasted Days and Wasted Nights</title>
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            <description>Not the kind of wasted that is fun, either.
For about the last month or so (or maybe year or so), I just can&amp;#8217;t get my ass in gear to do the things that need done. I get up in the morning with big plans to do this and that. But, soon, I&amp;#8217;m diverted to something else&amp;#8230;.usually something that I just want to do. Needed things are just not getting attention around here. I start them or piddle with them a bit, then&amp;#8230;.off to something else.
Lately, I&amp;#8217;ve been fooling around with pictures and posting them to Flickr. Just my latest obession that will die a sudden death one day. I went up to my office yesterday fulling intended to clean out old business files and start organizing stuff for taxes. Instead, here is what I did&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;.
    (Sat. Dance at the Old Folks...</description>
            <author>bipolar chicks blogging</author>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2008 15:54:03 +0100</pubDate>
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