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    <title>Gather: Articles by anna g. vanwinkle</title>
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    <pubDate>Wed, 30 Dec 2009 22:06:58 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Valentines Day, Hallmark Cards, Pranksters and Birthdays with my Mom</title>
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      <description>This is a two-fer holiday. My birthday is tomorrow, and Valentines Day is the 14th. 

   

 Valentines Day is kind of one of sort of one of those evil holidays imposed upon us by the martyrhood of . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 23:20:25 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-02-12T23:20:25Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Self Photos We Delete</title>
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      <description>I'm having a birthday soon. I realize it's all  - as in the gray hair, the eye crinkles, forehead wrinkles? 

   

 It's all only going to get worse. My new leaf this year to . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2009 15:06:34 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-02-03T15:06:34Z</dc:date>
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      <title>In Memory of Uggy, the Ugliest Cat in the World</title>
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      <description>  

 Uggy passed away December 24th, 2008. She never adjusted to our home, she never became friendly with us, and we were Ok with that. It's enough for us that we were able to give her a good . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 29 Dec 2008 17:59:58 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-12-29T17:59:58Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Ugliest Cat In The World</title>
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      <description>It's like the cat version of the classic movie,  Guess Who's Coming To Dinner?  
I call it,  Guess Who Came To Dinner and Never Left?  
 
It started on a day last July when it was 105 degrees . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 06 Dec 2008 08:18:01 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-12-06T08:18:01Z</dc:date>
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      <title>I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends; The Ten Commandments of Caregiving parts 1 and 2</title>
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      <description>I have two friends who are in the same boat I am in. We are all paraprofessional &amp;quot;Ace In The Holes&amp;quot; for our loved ones who'd be scared to be alive without us.  

 I  do  for my . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 16 Nov 2008 03:37:19 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-11-16T03:37:19Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Stone Cold And Sober, The Best Way To Find A Body</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977498886</link>
      <description>I found him there on Sunday night, 8 hours after we'd had lunch at the 

 Golden  Corral where I generally hate to go because I'm fat and it makes me sick to be as fat as I am and eat surrounded . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 20:57:47 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-11-05T20:57:47Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Voting Experience in Small Town America</title>
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 We live in a small rather quiet town, a bedroom community nicely tucked away from the crime  and drug infested Capital of our state. 

 The most excitement me and my merry band of lady hoods . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2008 01:51:50 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-11-02T01:51:50Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Fiction: Short Story: How Death Put Helen Out of Her Misery</title>
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      <description>She spent the last five years of Carson's life doing everything for Carson when he was dying of cancer.  She bathed him, cleaned him, lotioned him, fed him, dressed him, drove . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 20 Oct 2008 20:56:59 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-10-20T20:56:59Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Molly! Molly! Molly! The Bird Who Loved Me: Keeper Notes From the Zoo</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977446196</link>
      <description>Seven months after losing my mom, I felt it was time to start slogging my way out of the grief pit. 

 To rattle my cage and shake my bones back into something that resembled real life ar - I roundabout, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 16:24:35 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-09-11T16:24:35Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Mama In A Box</title>
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      <description>It's been nearly ten months since mom passed away. 

 I had her things brought to the new house and today, I went through them. 

 I kept thinking that something, some small thing, I'd run across . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 03 Jul 2008 04:04:58 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-07-03T04:04:58Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Backdoor Shoes</title>
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      <description>I headed South last Monday, down to Alabama to close out my parent's house. It's a 550 mile drive, but I took my time getting there. I stopped to see Jack Gosset in Gadsen, the Johnsons at Lake . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jun 2008 14:56:48 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:date>2008-06-23T14:56:48Z</dc:date>
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      <title>When the Hummingbird Fell for Mom</title>
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      <description>On October 15th of 2006, my mother stood up in the living room of her home, walked three feet and collapsed - suffering a severe GI Bleed. 
 Despite her insisting to me she did not require an ambulance . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 19 May 2008 20:31:42 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:date>2008-05-19T20:31:42Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Stranger Friends on Gather: Painting Sort of Like Ludo ;-)</title>
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      <description>SFs.  Stranger Friends.  People we have online relationships with that never cross into our daily toss - or maybe sneak in every once in a while. I don't know about you but my online friends . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 17:01:02 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-05-17T17:01:02Z</dc:date>
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      <title>First Mother's Day Without She Who Must Not Be Mentioned</title>
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      <description>For the brave who dare to read, I'm wearing my big girl panties on this my First Mother's Day Without She Who Must Not Be Mentioned.    

                                                  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 23:32:38 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-05-10T23:32:38Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Of Caregiving, Tornados, Old Folks Who Drive &amp; the Field of Gerontology</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977301563</link>
      <description>In 2006 we moved from Dustbowl Ally Texas into Tornado Ally, Arkansas. We bought a nice place out in the country. 

 Last night was the first time we've ever gotten spooked to the point that . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2008 15:10:54 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-04-04T15:10:54Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Going Through The Motions: Articles I Wrote About Her</title>
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      <description>I wrote a few articles last year before my mother died - not knowing  -  really knowing  - that it was going to be the year my mother died. Some of the titles? 

 
   My Mother Is In That Mood . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 30 Mar 2008 22:03:37 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-30T22:03:37Z</dc:date>
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      <title>CSI? A Housewife's Guide to Chucking the Murder Weapon</title>
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      <description>I was talking last week with a friend of mine  when this fell out in conversation: 

 &amp;quot;When I finally kill my brother, you know I'll be calling you to help me get rid of the weapon don't you?&amp;quot; . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 22 Mar 2008 23:14:28 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-22T23:14:28Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Why Tick Removal Does NOT involve Alcohol and Direct Flame, or How I Set Myself On Fire This Morning</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977290278</link>
      <description>The day started normally. Almost.  

  Went to get dressed and what did I find?  

   A BLOODSUCKING Tick who's head was buried deep in the skin under the panty line of my right Thigh.  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 21 Mar 2008 17:45:18 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-21T17:45:18Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Dog With the Bowling Ball Butt: The Tale of an Inherited Dog</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977288387</link>
      <description>As VISA makes it's debut this morning on the stock market as the biggest IPO ever, I'm inclined to write something to acknowledge the sound of boo-coo-bucks jumping the wires to pay for . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2008 15:45:13 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977288387</guid>
      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-19T15:45:13Z</dc:date>
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      <title>So, My HUSBAND says, Why don't you call your BOYFRIEND Sherman the Electician</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977284191</link>
      <description>Something else came up. Seems since we bought this house, something is  always  coming up. 

 Interestingly enough, most of these somethings involve all kinds of fussy wiring, required trips into the . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2008 13:39:56 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977284191</guid>
      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-14T13:39:56Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The kid, Grandpa's Chair, Aliens in Spandex? Life or something like it.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977281797</link>
      <description>It all starts innocently enough. Dad asks, 'do you think I should sell the house?' At first I said 'no, no, need to worry about that dad.  Wait a while and let the dust settle.'  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 13:22:54 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-12T13:22:54Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The End of the Affair With Java...I Miss Him</title>
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      <description>It's been a long time since I had a good cup of coffee.  Sometime before Christmas 2007 I woke up one morning, went to the kitchen, opened the coffee, smelled the coffee, wrinkled my nose and . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 05 Mar 2008 16:27:43 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977276129</guid>
      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-05T16:27:43Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Ruthie Tanner's Red Velvet Christmas Dress</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977274355</link>
      <description>This morning I read an article by Ruth McGill, and I absent mindedly called her Ruthie. She's putting down her beloved Chatterbox kitty today and while no one else refers to her as Ruthie, it just . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 03 Mar 2008 16:50:03 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-03T16:50:03Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Sunday Brunch Burrito</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977262384</link>
      <description>It happenes somewhere in the middle of things, 

 when no attention is being paid and 

 the big things and the little things get mixed and rolled 

 into the scramble like a Sunday brunch burrito. 
 . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2008 18:26:17 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-02-19T18:26:17Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Dear G-Abby: Sis in Law Hawking Gifts My Recently Passed Away Mother Gave Her on EBAY!</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977249439</link>
      <description>Dear Abby, 

 Today I was shocked to see that my Sister In Law is now hawking gifts my recently deceased mother gave to her on E-Bay. I've been angry before, but this just takes the cake and the plate . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2008 22:51:17 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-02-04T22:51:17Z</dc:date>
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      <title>When Christmas Came (Chapter I)</title>
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      <description>  

 Jenna Michaels didn't want Christmas this year, but because of who she was and those she had and all the decorations up the attic stairs - it came anyway. 

 It was a year of firsts. Those . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2008 20:55:28 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-01-10T20:55:28Z</dc:date>
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      <title>This Christmas</title>
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      <description>This Christmas, there's a tree with 1700 lights on it standing 8 feet tall in my living room. 

 Then there's my mother, in her grave, six feet down, 550 miles away. 

 I'd pack up the tree . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 25 Dec 2007 09:20:19 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-25T09:20:19Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Of Blank expressions, 13 year olds, and Home Lighting: My Life As a Parent</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977178048</link>
      <description>I was in Home Depot this morning - and not on a mission to find anything in particular. 

 I'd driven my son Bryan to school, and remembered somewhere in the back of my head I needed 'things' . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 15 Nov 2007 17:08:37 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-15T17:08:37Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Hip Pocket Information to Know Ahead of Open Heart Surgery.</title>
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      <description>My mother passed on September 23, 2007 at Mobile Infirmary in Mobile, Alabama. 

 While I had been expecting her to die this year, the way in which she died was completely unexpected... not that it mattered . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 10 Nov 2007 21:53:47 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-10T21:53:47Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Case of the Missing....unmentionables and life.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977172261</link>
      <description>Ok, well we all know it's been rather sad in Anna's world since September 23rd....but this has nothing to do with THAT so it's a safe read. 

   

 Of things I'm notably insane about . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 09 Nov 2007 16:41:46 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>anna g. vanwinkle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-09T16:41:46Z</dc:date>
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