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	<title>Comments on: Sunday, Not A Day Of Rest</title>
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	<description>A picture of my life in a thousand words . . . more or less.</description>
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		<title>By: Leslee</title>
		<link>http://www.unretouchedphoto.com/2006/06/25/sunday-not-a-day-of-rest/comment-page-1/#comment-6830</link>
		<dc:creator>Leslee</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jun 2006 19:48:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I understand that your husband&#039;s main job is on Sunday, but that sucks that he&#039;s missing out on his kids.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I understand that your husband&#8217;s main job is on Sunday, but that sucks that he&#8217;s missing out on his kids.</p>
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		<title>By: april</title>
		<link>http://www.unretouchedphoto.com/2006/06/25/sunday-not-a-day-of-rest/comment-page-1/#comment-6803</link>
		<dc:creator>april</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Jun 2006 22:02:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Deacon&#039;s wife here.  Sunday is no picnic.  Love the worship, hate the work.  I always feel for our pastor&#039;s wife wrestling her little ones by herself. Ahhhh and then you are also the VBS director.  You&#039;re awesome.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Deacon&#8217;s wife here.  Sunday is no picnic.  Love the worship, hate the work.  I always feel for our pastor&#8217;s wife wrestling her little ones by herself. Ahhhh and then you are also the VBS director.  You&#8217;re awesome.</p>
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		<title>By: jody2ms</title>
		<link>http://www.unretouchedphoto.com/2006/06/25/sunday-not-a-day-of-rest/comment-page-1/#comment-6792</link>
		<dc:creator>jody2ms</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Jun 2006 14:02:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I can so relate to your morning.  There have been many Sunday mornings where I am so agitated by the kids that it totally slips my mind why I am there in the first place.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can so relate to your morning.  There have been many Sunday mornings where I am so agitated by the kids that it totally slips my mind why I am there in the first place.</p>
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		<title>By: mrs darling</title>
		<link>http://www.unretouchedphoto.com/2006/06/25/sunday-not-a-day-of-rest/comment-page-1/#comment-6778</link>
		<dc:creator>mrs darling</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Jun 2006 03:00:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>so sorry youre day was so frustrating. did all the flags get taken?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>so sorry youre day was so frustrating. did all the flags get taken?</p>
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		<title>By: Heather</title>
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		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Jun 2006 02:05:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>From one PW to another, AMEN SISTER!  Dont feel too bad, we all have days like that- and for us, its usually Sundays too.  

14 hour days- oh can I so relate...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>From one PW to another, AMEN SISTER!  Dont feel too bad, we all have days like that- and for us, its usually Sundays too.  </p>
<p>14 hour days- oh can I so relate&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: laura</title>
		<link>http://www.unretouchedphoto.com/2006/06/25/sunday-not-a-day-of-rest/comment-page-1/#comment-6772</link>
		<dc:creator>laura</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Jun 2006 17:46:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>just another relaxing Sunday, eh? 
It&#039;s going to be another hot one today, keep cool.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>just another relaxing Sunday, eh?<br />
It&#8217;s going to be another hot one today, keep cool.</p>
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		<title>By: juliabohemian</title>
		<link>http://www.unretouchedphoto.com/2006/06/25/sunday-not-a-day-of-rest/comment-page-1/#comment-6769</link>
		<dc:creator>juliabohemian</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Jun 2006 15:28:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I cut the grass with scissors once when I was a kid.

You should have left it long to break their fall from the slide.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I cut the grass with scissors once when I was a kid.</p>
<p>You should have left it long to break their fall from the slide.</p>
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		<title>By: MissKris</title>
		<link>http://www.unretouchedphoto.com/2006/06/25/sunday-not-a-day-of-rest/comment-page-1/#comment-6767</link>
		<dc:creator>MissKris</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Jun 2006 15:05:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>For years and years Dear Hubby and I never sat together in church.  He was either ushering or off doing merchant seamen work or something else while I tended the kids.  I remember sitting in a Young People&#039;s service one evening, next to a woman I was friendly with but didn&#039;t know too well.  Dear Hubby came up to me to say something and when I turned back to Darlene, her mouth was hanging halfway to her knees.  &quot;I didn&#039;t know you were married!  I thought you were a single mom!&quot; was her dumbfounded remark.  LOL!  So when I say DH and I were hardly ever together, I&#039;m not exaggerating! As we&#039;ve gotten older we manage to sit together SOMETIMES...but even now they&#039;ll come and have him fill in if an usher doesn&#039;t show up.  He&#039;s driven Sunday School van for around 27 years now, every Sunday for many years.  We end up sitting together on Sunday mornings a couple times a year if we&#039;re lucky.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>For years and years Dear Hubby and I never sat together in church.  He was either ushering or off doing merchant seamen work or something else while I tended the kids.  I remember sitting in a Young People&#8217;s service one evening, next to a woman I was friendly with but didn&#8217;t know too well.  Dear Hubby came up to me to say something and when I turned back to Darlene, her mouth was hanging halfway to her knees.  &#8220;I didn&#8217;t know you were married!  I thought you were a single mom!&#8221; was her dumbfounded remark.  LOL!  So when I say DH and I were hardly ever together, I&#8217;m not exaggerating! As we&#8217;ve gotten older we manage to sit together SOMETIMES&#8230;but even now they&#8217;ll come and have him fill in if an usher doesn&#8217;t show up.  He&#8217;s driven Sunday School van for around 27 years now, every Sunday for many years.  We end up sitting together on Sunday mornings a couple times a year if we&#8217;re lucky.</p>
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		<title>By: grafted branch</title>
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		<dc:creator>grafted branch</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Jun 2006 14:18:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That, frankly, sounds kind of miserable. So sorry -- and yes, we&#039;ve all been there through one circumstance or another. Hope you find that day of rest sometime during the week.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That, frankly, sounds kind of miserable. So sorry &#8212; and yes, we&#8217;ve all been there through one circumstance or another. Hope you find that day of rest sometime during the week.</p>
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		<title>By: beth</title>
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		<dc:creator>beth</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Jun 2006 13:52:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>wow, your kids are lucky. my dad was the pastor and my mom spent as much time at the church on Sundays as my dad did, and that meant so did the kids! it was pretty miserable hanging around the church almost the entire day. We&#039;d go home for awhile, but we&#039;d be back for a very, very long night time service. One time I fell asleep on the back pew and my parents locked up and drove home without me. They didn&#039;t even know I wasn&#039;t with them until they got home!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>wow, your kids are lucky. my dad was the pastor and my mom spent as much time at the church on Sundays as my dad did, and that meant so did the kids! it was pretty miserable hanging around the church almost the entire day. We&#8217;d go home for awhile, but we&#8217;d be back for a very, very long night time service. One time I fell asleep on the back pew and my parents locked up and drove home without me. They didn&#8217;t even know I wasn&#8217;t with them until they got home!</p>
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