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	<title>Coal Creek Farm &#187; Memory Lane</title>
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		<title>Clarification</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 13 May 2010 15:57:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>April</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p></p> <p>We all need to remember that I&#8217;m six feet tall and this was my first pregnancy.  I had a lot of room to store a baby. I bought maternity clothes, but I didn&#8217;t really need them.  I wore some mighty ugly stretch pants to work and a polo shirt.  I remember one of [...]]]></description>
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<p>We all need to remember that I&#8217;m six feet tall and this was my first pregnancy.  I had a lot of room to store a baby. I bought maternity clothes, but I didn&#8217;t really need them.  I wore some mighty ugly stretch pants to work and a polo shirt.  I remember one of the customers that came into the place I worked discovering I was pregnant, he asked when the  baby was due and I said, &#8220;Next week.&#8221;  He looked at me shocked while he told me he had no idea I was pregnant, which I thought was pretty weird since he came in nearly every week.  Basically, I just looked like I had gained a lot of weight and was a giant block.  But, have no fear, my belly popped out just fine with all the other pregnancies and there was no doubt I was carrying a baby.</p>
<p><a class="flickr-image alignnone" title="Ellen01" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/coalcreekfarm/4569841906/"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4015/4569841906_409874a05d.jpg" alt="Ellen01" /></a></p>
<p>And here&#8217;s the first  baby.  She weighed 8 pounds 13 ounces, she was tiny compared to her brothers.  I&#8217;d like to apologize to her right now for this photo.  I always thought it looked like a Johnson&#8217;s baby powder commercial.</p>
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		<title>The Real Head Track Coach</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 May 2010 13:15:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>April</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Please do not tell my team that this is the only sport I really loved.</p> <p>I was a high jumper and I really liked high jumping, but my problem was&#8230;&#8230;I wasn&#8217;t very competitive and I&#8217;m still not.  I was also the only high jumper on the team, so when I practiced, I was by [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a class="flickr-image aligncenter" title="cheerleader" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/coalcreekfarm/4569849506/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3440/4569849506_eac58439b4.jpg" alt="cheerleader" /></a>Please do not tell my team that this is the only sport I really loved.</p>
<p>I was a high jumper and I really liked high jumping, but my problem was&#8230;&#8230;I wasn&#8217;t very competitive and I&#8217;m still not.  I was also the only high jumper on the team, so when I practiced, I was by myself and at the meets, I was by myself.  Talk about your individual sport.  So, when I jumped well enough to go to regionals I told my coach I wasn&#8217;t going.  He didn&#8217;t put up much of a fight, probably because he had no idea that I was on the team until that moment.</p>
<p>I find myself doing little cheers here and there with my track kids.  A couple weeks ago I was working with a very frustrated young man on his high jumping.  He missed his height over and over and over until finally he made it and I did a little hurray!  He glared at me as he headed out to jump again and grumbled, &#8220;I&#8217;d appreciate it if you wouldn&#8217;t treat me like a cheerleader.&#8221;</p>
<p>I would love to have a t-shirt that says, &#8220;<span style="text-decoration: line-through;">Cheerleader</span> Coach&#8221;.  I&#8217;m just sayin&#8217;.</p>
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		<title>1991 My Best Friend&#8217;s Wedding</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 May 2010 00:41:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>April</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p></p> <p>When you&#8217;re done laughing&#8230;.</p> <p>Clay got a lot of mileage out of that suit before it was stolen out of his car the day before our wedding.  What?  You&#8217;re not looking at the suit?  Is that because you can&#8217;t take your eyes off the mound of frizz atop Clay&#8217;s head?</p> <p>This was taken [...]]]></description>
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<p>When you&#8217;re done laughing&#8230;.</p>
<p>Clay got a lot of mileage out of that suit before it was stolen out of his car the day before our wedding.  What?  You&#8217;re not looking at the suit?  Is that because you can&#8217;t take your eyes off the mound of frizz atop Clay&#8217;s head?</p>
<p>This was taken at Carmen&#8217;s wedding.  She was my best friend in high school.  That same weekend we announced, well, I announced to my parents that Clay and I were engaged.  My dad&#8217;s response was, &#8220;Well, I expected that would happen.&#8221;  and my mom said, &#8220;You&#8217;re not gonna have a pot to pee in.&#8221;  Deep down I think they were really happy and just hoping that Clay would get a hair cut.</p>
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