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		<title>Why my daughters&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2009 22:07:10 +0000</pubDate>
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<p style="line-height: 14.25pt;">Why my daughters won&#8217;t get pregnant in high school, why they won&#8217;t be a sluts in high school…. Why… because they have their daddy. She has her daddy&#8217;s love, what all teenage girls and women strive to get. It is true, you marry your father… so to speak. Women who grew [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Baked Artichokes with Gorgonzola and Herbs</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Mar 2009 21:59:30 +0000</pubDate>
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Ingredients

Salt 
4 artichokes 
3 lemons, plus 1 lemon 
10 ounces mild Gorgonzola cheese, room temperature 
2 tablespoons cream 
2 teaspoons chopped fresh thyme leaves 
2 teaspoons chopped fresh parsley leaves, plus 1 tablespoon 
1 clove garlic, minced 
1/2 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper 
3 tablespoons bread crumbs 
1 tablespoon olive oil 

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		<title>sometimes I just want to scream&#8230;.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 19:57:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I wait and I wait for the day we leave this dreaded place, I am no southern girl, and do not belong down here. I was not raised to wait hand and foot on the people around me, nor was I raised to yes mam and yes sir people to death. Please do not take what I say offensively, I am just saying, tell the fucking moron on the couch to get his own damn glass of sweat tea for crying out loud!!

 These women that I've met, look at me, and my family like we are from another planet. Yes I am married to a southern man, but I am by no means he's maid! 

All these women do is wait on their husbands, clean and cook. Then they come to my house and see my husband, helping, cooking, cleaning, playing with the kids, being a husband and a father and they have the audacity to ridicule me because he's doing the work they believe I should be doing. Are you serious??? They make it out like I am doing my family wrong. I just don't understand…

 I am by definition a housewife…..

 Not a term I like to use, but the fact of the matter is that is what I've become. And these women sit on their high horses telling me that I am bad at it! Because my husband helps, our children do choirs, and the house isn't always ready for company. We have five children, including a new baby. I was thinking for the most part anyway that we as a family have been doing a damn good job at keeping the household together. But I guess that is the Yankee blood in me thinking, 'cause down here in south alafuckinbama that is only women's work, and it makes not only a crappy housewife, but also a crappy woman for not doing it all. I can do it all, I know this. I choose not to do it all because I am married and don't have to. I hate to think that this is how these women are raising their daughters, there is no way in hell, my daughters are going to think that there only role in life is to find a husband and live a life of servitude for him. And my sons will not be raised to think that it is only women’s work. They will not grow up to be the moron on the couch yelling at their wives 'bring me some sweat tea'....  
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