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		<title>Future Perfect Tense.</title>
		<description>I wasn't purposefully offline when the blog disappeared a few weeks ago...I was having an, erm, argument with my hosting company.  At least it seems to be resolved.  I had no access to the blog either.  Sigh.  Time to back-it-up.

We were in California last week and ...</description>
		<link>http://thesingingbirdblog.com/2008/03/11/future-perfect-tense/</link>
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		<title>Weekend of Urban Goodness&#8230;</title>
		<description>On Saturday morning, R and I pulled ourselves up out of flu hell and drove down to Phoenix for a weekend of fun and frivolity, pitched to The Bee's cultural tastes...first, the FCC-AZ Chinese New Year event.

We ate:



We watched another girl do some cool spinning toy on a rope, helped ...</description>
		<link>http://thesingingbirdblog.com/2008/02/18/weekend-of-urban-goodness/</link>
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		<title>Congratulations&#8230;</title>
		<description>to Maia, Ryan, Spike, and Bell JiFang on becoming a family of four...go see, go see!

Maia's also doing some yeoman blogging from Nanjing on what to expect for future families....

West Wind </description>
		<link>http://thesingingbirdblog.com/2008/02/18/congratulations/</link>
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		<title>Happy Valentine&#8217;s Day&#8230;</title>
		<description>okay, so two little Valentine's tidbits...

my favorite love song is "Into My Arms" by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds...if you don't know it, look it up on itunes.

I recently came across what I think might be the most romantic line ever written...by Anton Chekov, in a letter to his ...</description>
		<link>http://thesingingbirdblog.com/2008/02/14/happy-valentines-day/</link>
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		<title>Glimpses.</title>
		<description>Once in a while, The Bee pulls a shocker that makes me draw in my breath.  She was 20 months when we met her, and we didn't expect her to ever wax on about her time in the orphanage...she won't remember it, right?

Well, you'll remember her Buddhist prayer stance ...</description>
		<link>http://thesingingbirdblog.com/2008/02/07/glimpses/</link>
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		<title>What We Woke Up To&#8230;</title>
		<description>this morning...our first (and I expect only) snow of the year:












It was gone by noon. </description>
		<link>http://thesingingbirdblog.com/2008/02/04/what-we-woke-up-to/</link>
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		<title>What I Wish I Had Written&#8230;</title>
		<description>Here is a post from my dear friend Maia that says nearly exactly what I want to say about my adoption:  Perfect.  (And I assure you I don't just admire it for the kind words she said about my own blogs...she's a gem, though, for that.  :) ...</description>
		<link>http://thesingingbirdblog.com/2008/02/02/what-i-wish-i-had-written/</link>
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		<title>More Harping on Time.</title>
		<description>Today, February 1st, The Bee is two-and-a-half.  In honor of the half-birthday, here are some shots of her from last weekend, when she was making her brother a finger-paint present for his twenty-first birthday.  (OMG!--I knew my stepson when he was 12!  How is this possible?)

Tick, tock.









Em ...</description>
		<link>http://thesingingbirdblog.com/2008/02/01/more-harping-on-time/</link>
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		<title>Tick, Tock.</title>
		<description>Many (most?) of the comments on my last catch-up post focused on the news that we're leaving the ranch and moving to the L.A. area in the spring...so, a few thoughts on that.

Timing really is everything.  When R. and I moved to the property five years ago, we really ...</description>
		<link>http://thesingingbirdblog.com/2008/01/31/tick-tock/</link>
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		<title>Uncle.</title>
		<description>Okay, okay.  I cry Uncle.  I'm here, and I'm alive, and All Is Well.  Or relatively thereabouts.  Or somewhat thereabouts.

Thank you for checking up on me.  Which many of you did.  I feel a little bit like quoting Sally Field (as in, "You like ...</description>
		<link>http://thesingingbirdblog.com/2008/01/26/uncle/</link>
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