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 <title>I think that&#039;s a great way</title>
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 <description>I think that&#039;s a great way to celebrate- although, the floor sleeping was probably not too comfy! CM</description>
 <pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2008 08:55:11 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Like Ivana Be Reminded...</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;I
will always know when it&#039;s Ivana Trump&#039;s new wedding anniversary,
because I got married on the same day — April 12th. Difference is, I&#039;m
no longer married — thus the date no longer applies to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the date
does still exist, and every year all the faded, happy wedding day
memories rush back and linger for 24hrs, along with a feeling that
makes me a little queasy. It&#039;s
kind of like the feeling you get on the birthday of someone you once
loved who is dead. The wedding anniversary that no longer exists. A
surreal event that you and your ex remember silently, privately, in
separate new worlds on that day every year... Gone... Poof!... except
for the wedding photo album which you have stashed away — somewhere. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So,
while Ivana was getting married to her scandalously young fourth
husband in Palm Beach (gotta love her), I celebrated Her/Our
anniversary with my brother&#039;s kids at a Japanese restaurant, followed by
a big sleepover at my house. My daughter (who was out with her boyfriend)
came home late and woke me up off the floor where I fell asleep,
discussing the meaning of life with a 9 year-old.

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 <pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 22:12:24 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Debbie Nigro</dc:creator>
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